Stress

Yeah, isn't it wonderful. I thought I would post tonight since I've been gone for the last week at my parents. I hope my keyboard continues to work. Marcelus spilled apple juice all over it tonight. I guess I'll add that to the ever growing "replace" list. Either that or it will just be sticky and smell like wine forever...

Like I said, I've been at my mom's the past week. It was great to get away again and be home. A couple days into it I could feel my energy waning. I didn't work out the whole time I was there. I don't feel bad really...but more energy would have been nice. What is it? When you hit a certain age, man, it's like I'm working out pretty good every other day, I'm taking my prenatal and iron pill, trying to be consistent...I am on a constant quest for energy. Maybe it's just not going to happen until Phoenix is weened. That's fine but if I can just see the light at the end of the tunnel. It feels like walking across my front room is such a chore. I had a lot of energy as a kid and it just makes me a little sad. That's all.

A few days into the trip Phoenix started teething pretty bad. No teeth popping through yet but he also improved his crawling and I believe within a couple weeks he will be crawling. He can army crawl and get anywhere now, but I mean real crawling. I can't wait!

So we left early Sunday morning to make it to my parents one o'clock ward. My sister made Pomegranate Jelly with my mom. I made homemade bread with my mom. We played Nintendo 64. I played a one on one game of basketball with my brother. We went to the park and played soccer. Mom and I started to de-junk a little, and we went to the Veteran's Day Parade.

Everyone helped out with the kids a lot. I meant to take them for a walk to the school grounds but never did. I enjoyed everything I got to do there. Whenever I'm able to go home, it is never long enough to do everything I want. I always wish I could stay longer and I just feel like I'm rushing to fit as much in as I can til next time. I hate that. I would post pictures of the trip but I left my cameras at my mom's and the batteries were all dead on me too. The only thing I got was video of my sister marching in the parade for the high school band. A lot of things I did were so simple, make bread, basketball with Lan...but those are the little things I love. I think my favorite highlight of my whole trip was going to the park and playing soccer. My mom stayed with my dad and watched the kids so I could go and play with Michaela, Tib, and Landon for an hour or so. We missed Connie and Kira...but whenever enough of us get together and especially all of us, I feel such a strong feeling of unity. We were meant to be together. It's so easy. As my own little family grows and grows, and becomes stronger together and we move forward, one thing never changes. My immediate family is more important to me than it ever was. I would give anything to be with them everyday. If there was a feeling of separation, or independence if you will, that was supposed to happen when I got married or shortly thereafter....it never did happen, and at this point I don't think it ever will. I'm happy about that. However unrealistic, one of my dreams has always been that my whole family live next to each other. Just a cul-de-sac. I don't know, someday the dream might come true. One of my favorite quotes is from the movie Rudy. Pete says "Having dreams is what makes life tolerable." Isn't it true.