Wednesday, October 2, 2013

I'm a pout-pout fish

I haven't felt like blogging at all.

There's a book that is our favorite called "Pout Pout Fish" and the main line is,
"I'm a pout-pout fish with a pout-pout-face
so I'll spread the dreary-wearies all over the place.
Blub
Bluuuuubbbb
Bluuuuuuuuuuuuuuubbbbb"

That's pretty much why I haven't blogged because I feel like the pout pout fish. So what do I need to do since I feel that way? Talk about what things I'm grateful for!

Saturday during the day was an awesome girls' day. Me, mom, Erica, and Fifi left our kids (except one month old Leo) and went to City Creek and to the Conference Center to watch the General Relief Society broadcast. We followed the conference with a Blue Lemon dinner (always a favorite) and got home around 10. It was a blast and I really enjoyed myself. It must have been Mark's lucky day because not only did I forget my wallet, but Noah slept for him almost 4 hours while I was gone. Score! He has NEVER done that for me. And I NEVER forget my wallet. Lucky lucky day. My favorite message of the night was about trials and how sometimes Heavenly Father allows hard things to happen because he wants to make us into "magnificent temples", just as the Provo Tabernacle was burned all inside but is now being turned into a Temple. That really touched me.

Noah is doing amazing. The last infection he had was minor and it was on the 24th of July. This is the longest healthy streak since last September. I can honestly say that we are openly and inwardly grateful for this every single day. We don't take health for granted around here and I hope it stays that way!

I've been off the medication Celexa (a mild dose for depression) for almost three weeks now and it's been a much easier transition than I thought it would be. I went on it on my birthday this year, so it's been...9 months of being on it. I think it helped and when I tried going off it a couple months ago my body chemistry was like "hoooold up..." and I was all weepy and terrible to Mark so I went back on it. But this time around it's been really easy. The only thing is I'm not as numbed like I was before so I'm just emotional, as in, I cried ALL DAY LONG on Sunday for strangers' testimonies and even getting thoughts of kind acts or inspirational stories or seeing old people and babies makes me get teary-eyed and I have to consciously get my act together because SERIOUSLY?! Don't get me started on birth stories. Weeping. (I haven't been super open about this topic in my life but if you have questions, I'm so happy to answer them. I think medication is a blessing and I'm so glad I bit the bullet and got on something because sometimes we just need a little boost and can't do it on our own.)

We are living at my parents' house for free. That is A HUGE BLESSING. It's hard too, but the benefits outweigh the annoying things most days so we are grateful. We live in clutter. Boxes are stacked all around is and it has been like this for almost 6 months now. My heart hurts that I don't have a place to decorate for fall or Christmas but I just have to keep thinking, "it will all be worth it, it will all be worth it!" Who knows how long we will still be here so...I'll just assume it will be another 5 months or so. Heck, let's make it an even 6 and then if it's sooner than that, I'll be pumped.

My new found love of Pilates and Barre classes makes me so excited to go to the gym now. I just keep waiting for the desire to diet to kick in, but that hasn't happened. Unfortunately you need both to see any changes, and that just hasn't happened for me yet. I need to get more disciplined. Anyone out there have advice for a food-loving...obsessed...person like me? Oh and Noah LOVES the "Child Watch" (we just call it daycare) and looks forward to that the 2-4 days a week that we go. I'm so grateful for that. It makes working out a lot easier, but gosh dang it that hour goes by waytooquickly.

I just have to realize that I have to decide to be happy NOW. Not, "when we get a house..." or "when I can lose 10 pounds..." or "when I can dress like a million bucks..." or "when I get my nails and hair done..."
It has to be NOW! One thing I have gotten a lot better at lately is enjoying Noah each day and really loving the opportunity that I have to be home with him and we just have a ball together. When I'm in the "mom zone" with him, nothing else matters and I have to occasionally remind myself to toss the phone aside but man he's the cutest! I just smother him every day and I am already jealous of the future girlfriends and spouse that he'll one day have because I won't get to smother him like I do now. I guess I'd better get back to that.

But first I have to mention (which he hates) MARK and how much I love and appreciate him too. That's as far as I'll go or else I get in trouble.

Sweet dreams. Hopefully next time I'm a bit more interesting and have some pho-toes.









Elder Clark!

It's been quite awhile since the Clark family has sent a missionary off. Let's just say...

SPOKANE IS SO LUCKY TO GET THIS GUY!

Apparently a shark bit off half of my lower extremities.

Here was an impromptu photo shoot with the boys. Austin was getting his missionary pictures done and we were all there for... moral support? I guess? and decided to throw on these ties and take off their shirts for a nephews picture. Hopefully it's not perceived as too weird. I think it's adorable.

This is THE girl he left back home. 

We had lunch at the Blue Lemon after a temple session together one morning.



Noah loves his Uncle "Au-tin"

It was a tearful but HAPPY goodbye as we drove him two miles to the MTC on August 28th. We miss him but would much rather he be there than here! He's doing so so well and I'm so proud of his example to his four nephews (five in March!). 
Return with Honor, Elder! The Church is true and we are so excited that he gets to share that message and news with the people of Washington. 



 
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