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I fixed my blog again. I hated the other look and never wanted to visit my own page. I'm happy now.
Everyone knows by now that we're moving to Florida--a huge plot twist in our new family life. I'm slowly getting used to the idea of hauling my kids across the country (insert an ugly custody moment) and of trying to get a job out there (4th largest school district in the country). Not ready to talk humidity yet. Knowing how adversely humidity affects my hair, I just might grow out my bangs for the first time in my life.
Some things are terrifying. Humidity. Cost of living. Crime. Bugs. Some things are really exciting. Coral reefs. Beaches. Key Largo. Frankly, I'm more excited about exploring the Everglades than going to Disney World.
We've all gone through phases of coping and adjusting to the idea--the cry phase, the pack everything phase, the get rid of everything else phase, the sugar phase. Hannah has probably taken it the hardest and deals by curling up in my lap. Leah doesn't really get what's happening and deals by asking questions she already knows the answer to.
I turned in my keys and resignation and work. Why did this have to be hard? I knew there was a high chance we'd leave the state and my job would be a one year position. The administrators invited me to reapply if I was ever in the district again and offered to give me a good reference in Miami. I think that's a good sign. Jacob surprised us all, even himself, by loving Santaquin. It's a funny little place with a lot of quirk and personality.
I tried to make the first few weeks of summer 'normal' for the girls. I signed them up for swimming, plus Hannah BEGGED me to put her in a pageant. Ugh! Leah loved her swim team and took first place at a meet the other day in freestyle. Hannah was super ticked that she didn't win anything at the pageant, but I'm kinda glad. Losing is an important skill.
Me: "Do you think you'd do a pageant again?"
Hannah: "Definitely."
Dang it. Not the response I was hoping for. I'm going to put her back in ballet and see if the recitals give her a performance fix. Beauty pageants? Really?
Yesterday we celebrated Leah's birthday. I'm seriously proud of the mermaid tail I made her--complete with monofin and fully swimmable. Can't find the picture though :). I can't believe she's 10!!! That sounds really old.
The saddest thing ever: Today we dropped of the girls to spend the next month with their dad. They didn't want to go at ALL, but I know they'll have fun and be glad they have this time together. The momma bear part of me gets a wee bit worked up over stuff like this. Who will tell Leah to wash her hair really good? Who will cuddle Hannah when she gets overwhelmed? Who will answer all of Leah's questions? What if they're afraid to go poo in a different house? I guess we all have to learn these things at some point. I just didn't want them to have to learn it so soon. I've been in a depressive state of numb for 6 hours and only slowly coming out of it.
So, we're off next weekend to schlep across the planet and join a different country (drama, I know, but that's what it feels like). Sounds like a good excuse to keep this blog going.
Everyone knows by now that we're moving to Florida--a huge plot twist in our new family life. I'm slowly getting used to the idea of hauling my kids across the country (insert an ugly custody moment) and of trying to get a job out there (4th largest school district in the country). Not ready to talk humidity yet. Knowing how adversely humidity affects my hair, I just might grow out my bangs for the first time in my life.
Some things are terrifying. Humidity. Cost of living. Crime. Bugs. Some things are really exciting. Coral reefs. Beaches. Key Largo. Frankly, I'm more excited about exploring the Everglades than going to Disney World.
We've all gone through phases of coping and adjusting to the idea--the cry phase, the pack everything phase, the get rid of everything else phase, the sugar phase. Hannah has probably taken it the hardest and deals by curling up in my lap. Leah doesn't really get what's happening and deals by asking questions she already knows the answer to.
I turned in my keys and resignation and work. Why did this have to be hard? I knew there was a high chance we'd leave the state and my job would be a one year position. The administrators invited me to reapply if I was ever in the district again and offered to give me a good reference in Miami. I think that's a good sign. Jacob surprised us all, even himself, by loving Santaquin. It's a funny little place with a lot of quirk and personality.
I tried to make the first few weeks of summer 'normal' for the girls. I signed them up for swimming, plus Hannah BEGGED me to put her in a pageant. Ugh! Leah loved her swim team and took first place at a meet the other day in freestyle. Hannah was super ticked that she didn't win anything at the pageant, but I'm kinda glad. Losing is an important skill.
Kneader's in one hand, ribbon in the other.
Win or lose, Hannah's got style.
Me: "Do you think you'd do a pageant again?"
Hannah: "Definitely."
Dang it. Not the response I was hoping for. I'm going to put her back in ballet and see if the recitals give her a performance fix. Beauty pageants? Really?
Yesterday we celebrated Leah's birthday. I'm seriously proud of the mermaid tail I made her--complete with monofin and fully swimmable. Can't find the picture though :). I can't believe she's 10!!! That sounds really old.
The saddest thing ever: Today we dropped of the girls to spend the next month with their dad. They didn't want to go at ALL, but I know they'll have fun and be glad they have this time together. The momma bear part of me gets a wee bit worked up over stuff like this. Who will tell Leah to wash her hair really good? Who will cuddle Hannah when she gets overwhelmed? Who will answer all of Leah's questions? What if they're afraid to go poo in a different house? I guess we all have to learn these things at some point. I just didn't want them to have to learn it so soon. I've been in a depressive state of numb for 6 hours and only slowly coming out of it.
So, we're off next weekend to schlep across the planet and join a different country (drama, I know, but that's what it feels like). Sounds like a good excuse to keep this blog going.
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