I know I know I know... it has been a while since I have written.
I just haven't felt like writing until recently- and life has picked up, so there is even less time for writing now, but since I am alone at the in-laws doing our laundry, I figured why not write?
Why not catch you up on our ever busy life? Ha!
Where do I begin?
I thought a lot about venting about a current frustration, but then after some prayer and reflection, I realized that I shouldn't get myself so worked up about a situation that I cannot control. I have done all I can do and now it is time for FAITH!
Yesterday, I returned to work after being on leave for 2 months. It felt really good to be back. And while I know this isn't what I am going to be doing for the rest of my life, I do want to take advantage of this time to save money, pay off debt and get our lives started. It is also a HUGE motivator to finish school. I don't want to wake up dreading going into work for the rest of my life. I want to love my job. I want to make sure that I do what I am supposed to be doing with my life.
Tom is loving his new job and is quickly turning into their prized possession. He was told yesterday that within 6 months to a year, they expect him to be the warehouse manager and to be helping out with the computer side of things (I knew his love for computers would come in handy one day)!!! And I LOVE him working. I LOVE taking care of the house and taking care of the chores. I LOVE knowing that we are going to be able to pay off all of our debt, save money, buy a house, get a new car, travel and enjoy life a little more now that we both have full time employment. It feels like a huge weight has been lifted off both of our shoulders. It is really so nice.
I have been working out so much. I had to stop running (momentarily) because my shin splints (they got so bad, I thought I was never going to walk again), but I have been swimming instead. It has always been my sanctuary and it still is. It feels so good to get into the pool and just release all of my frustrations out on the water. I love the feeling of streaming through the water. I love the feeling of my arms pulling me through. I love the feeling of the water on my legs. I love blowing bubbles when I breathe. It just all does my heart something good. I am also watching my calorie intake. 1200 calories a day. Lots of water. It feels great. I am motivated and am ready to get back into shape. And then stay in shape.
Life on the mental health front seems to be leveling out (FINALLY)! Because Tom and I would like to start trying to have a family again at the beginning of the year, it was recommended that I stop taking 3 out of the 6 medications I was on. It isn't good to be on them once you've conceived, and it can take up to 6 months for it all to be out of your system. The other 3 (one of the them birth control) will be stopped in January. I plan on being medication free while trying to conceive and during the pregnancy. I have been told that it is OK to be on some of these medications while you are pregnant, but there are still risks, and risks I am not willing to take. As far as my mental status, it could change, but I will be seeing my therapist on a weekly basis during all of that time so that everything can be monitored safely. I am thankful that a plan has already been placed down, so that I know what is to come (as much as I can know anyways).
At the beginning of the post today, I mentioned that all I can do right now is have faith. It has been a rough couple of months, preceded by some really horrible periods in my (our) life. I know that I wouldn't be able to recognize the blessings that we have received had we not had to go through some of the obstacles that have been placed in front of us. I know that we are only stronger in our faith in God because we were steadfast and held onto the iron rod. I am in no way perfect. I have fallen, stumbled, scraped my hands and knees, all but given up, and turned my back, but God kept carrying me, holding my close and letting me know how much He loves me. How much He loves us. How proud He is of us and our faith.
My testimony grows each and every day.
I have a few experiences that I would like to share.
The first one happened yesterday. One of the ladies I work with gave me a ride home yesterday. We will call her Tete. Tete is 4 months pregnant with her 3rd child. Her husband hasn't worked in over 2 years. She works the same job I do, same hours. She drives one hour (or more depending on traffic) each way to work. Things are really difficult for them. She has been worried about getting her electric bill paid so that it doesn't get turned off. She has waited so long to pay it that it is well over $500.00. And yet, despite all of the turmoil, she has such an air about her. She still smiles and laughs. She does her job well. She was gracious to give me a ride home. She still has faith that everything will work out. When I got out of the car yesterday, my heart was overcome with graciousness. Tom and I will never have to worry about our bills being paid. We've had to humbly ask for help several times, and we've never been turned away. I felt so grateful that we haven't received the blessing of having a child yet. God needed us to wait. He needed us to be able to provide a good life for His children. Now, I am not saying Tete doesn't do a good job, but how much easier would it be if they both had jobs? And to have a 3rd child, with diapers and formula... I couldn't imagine. And maybe that is why we are just now being prepared to start a family?
On Sunday, it was fast and testimony meeting at Church. For those of you who are not familiar with the Church, this is where for the first hour, members of the Church, get up in front of everyone and bear their testimony. We also fast for two meals and give the money we would spend on those meals to tithing. Now it is not rare for me to fast with a purpose. A prayer, or well wishes, a problem or some guidance, but Sunday, I was drawing a blank. Tom was there at Church with me, we had picked up our friend H, who also brought a friend and life was good.
(Some background)---- up until a couple of months ago, Tom and I really hadn't been going to Church. We would go to Sacrament maybe once a month, but found sleeping in to be what would hold us from attending Church. When we don't go, we don't pay our tithing, we don't get to be in fellowship, and we don't get to learn and we really drift from where we should be in our lives. Now turn back to April 17. Tom and I went to Church with his mom and dad. And it was incredible. And we've been going ever since. Tom now has Sundays off (another blessing) and we get to spend the WHOLE day together.
.... back to the point.... Hearing people bear their testimonies and witnessing to us is always a treat. It always helps my own personal testimony grow. But one in particular really touched me. And it wasn't given at our Church- it is from a blog that I have been following for sometime now. Her name is Red Hot (obviously changed to protect her) and she has an incredible story. A changed heart. The glory that comes from Repentance and from the Atonement. You can see her blog here. Her story, her faith, her courage and her love has changed me. And every time she shares something wonderful about the Gospel or about her own personal life, I am made better. I hope that I can be that type of person too. I want to be the light that Christ has instilled in me. I want people to want what I have. I want to be an example. And I want to live a life that will get me next to Heavenly Father one da
Also on Sunday, I was reminded to thank my MIL for all she does to help me. For some, it may not seem like much, but to me, it is everything. I have learned how to cook, how to sew (some stuff), how to be more creative, and because of Victoria, I am slowly starting to become the type of wife/mother I want to be. I love learning new things from her all the time. Things I never knew before. And I love that she takes the time to be with me, to spend with me, to make me feel special. I can't imagine having a better MIL. I don't know how else to thank her than to just show her or tell her. I want to take her out sometime, just the two of us. I love our walks and our talks. I love that I can tell her anything, and I have NEVER felt like she has ever judged me. I have so much respect and love for this woman. I have watched her change over the last 4 years into a very happy, self-assured person. She has helped me realize that change is constant, that life is not to be put to waste living on regrets. I love our scripture study and our conversations about the Gospel. She is just another HUGE blessing in my life and I couldn't have made it this far without her. Thanks Mom for always being there. I am eternally grateful!
Other than that- life is pretty dull.
July, I head to Wyoming for my Godfather's funeral.
I can't wait to spend time with Moogie (as well as other family)
Maybe by then my aunt and uncle's little girl will be here :)
We will go back to Colorado when she is baptized.
September, we are planning on going camping for our 3rd anniversary with Tom's parents.
And Incubus is coming to San Francisco October 9th and I desperately want to go.
I hope I didn't forget anything, but if I did, oh well.
I hope all is well with you!
Much love! <3
XOXO
P.S. If you haven't heard the new Coldplay song---- GO LISTEN TO IT!!!!!!!!!!
(I had already posted this, when I was folding laundry and remembered this)
In Relief Society on Sunday, we were talking about how important it is to follow the Prophet. The Sunday before, I had expressed an experience I had during the week that had really taught me the importance of following the Prophet.
Now most of you know, I have been struggling to conceive children. Tom and I tried for almost 3 years, before taking a break. It has been one of the toughest battles of my life. There has been a lot of crying, bargaining, praying, heartache and faith. While in Sunday school, I talked about how I had just read an article about caffeine and how it can hinder fertility. Now the Prophets have never really talked about caffeine per say, but coffee and tea we are asked to abstain from. And before I become LDS, I loved coffee- I still love coffee and even more so I love tea, iced tea to be exact. I never really understood why we were asked to abstain from it. I thought it was just silly mumbo jumbo, but then it hit me- we were counseled, we were asked to do things that would only help us- never hinder us. I will now ALWAYS follow the Prophet and His counsel. No matter what it is, I will follow.
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