Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Happy Birthday Eve Baby

This time two years ago, I was starting to feel some major contractions. My heart raced with the thought of meeting my first born son in just a few hours. I didn't know how short it would be. It was painful and fast, like a freight train. And it was beautiful. Two spirits in total harmony (despite what you might think from the screaming involved) as a darling little child of the Almighty God graced the earth with his arrival. I was the lucky one who got to be this sweet boy's mother. I received him into my arms that day and I felt the world change. My world. His daddy's world. And the world of those we have yet to meet, those who's lives will be touched by his graceful and thoughtful ways. Oh he's all boy, that one, wild and silly and mischievous. But oh, the love that one has. I fear his little heart might burst from all the sweet love he's been giving out for two years now. But it just keeps on pumping, keeps on giving. It amazes me. He has a mind of his own, but usually that little mind likes to tell him to give his mommy kisses, to play with his baby brother and hug him to death. To love his daddy like there's no tomorrow. THAT he does oh so well. We have tender moments when all he needs is me, but on the whole, this little man is a total daddy's boy. There are so many things I want to say about this absolutely outstanding little two year old, but no words could do justice to the sweet pint size love of my life. He was my first; my initiation into motherhood. He led me down the path to loving another human being almost more than physically possible. I can't fight the tears at the thought of him growing older, stronger, farther away from me; and yet I can't stop the joy from creeping over me as I watch the amazing person he is becoming. Full of love and life and his very own ideas, thoughts, desires. I am so blessed to walk beside him on his journey here, and hopefully be able to hold him when he needs love, encourage him when he needs strength, and free him when he needs to fly. I love you, my beautiful Finneas Adam. You've made my life worth living and I don't know how I ever breathed or existed before you ran up and down the halls, straight into my heart. Be mine forever, won't you? Ill always be yours. Xoxo, your momma

Sunday, February 17, 2013

New Adventures

Well I suppose I'd better blog about the biggest news we've had since Mason was born: Gideon is graduating in April (walking in April, technically won't have his diploma until August)! He will have his Bachelor's in Actuarial Science. The last few months he's been interviewing like crazy with a few different companies for summer internships. He applied to literally about 25 different companies; every actuarial internship that was available for the summer in the US, you can bet Gideon applied for it. He must have spent hours and hours filling out applications.

He got turned down after a few interviews for a company called Mercer in their Seattle office. We were pretty bummed. Then over Christmas he interviewed for another company in Seattle/Portland. Got turned down again. One day he got a phone call from one of the random online jobs he'd applied for; the company, called Munich Re, was in Atlanta. We had never heard of the company, and it was so far away, so we kind of thought "eh, nothing's gonna come of it." But he interviewed on the phone a few times and they kept saying how impressed they were with him. They were also so great on the phone, friendly, personal, really treating Gideon like a person instead of just a number or a nobody. During this time, he was also interviewing via phone with Liberty Mutual, in Seattle. Eventually both companies decided to fly him out to do a final day of interviewing to make their decision. So he went to Atlanta one week, then a week later he flew to Seattle. After doing his research, we found out that the company in Atlanta, Munich Re (aka MARC LIFE), is the United States branch of the biggest Re-Insurance company in the world (Re-Insurance means that they insure commercial insurance companies. It's kind of complicated). They have some 50,000 employees world wide, and only about 260 employees in the US. Gideon's professor told him that it's pretty rare to get to work in re-insurance right out of school and that it was an awesome opportunity. Combine this with the fact that he was really impressed with how put together and nice everyone was when he went to interview, and we found ourselves crossing our fingers for Georgia (plus it's been so snowy here and Georgia is warm. I'm sure I'll be complaining about the humidity and heat in 6 months). And it ended up that they called and offered him the position with a near guarantee of a full time position afterwords, all before he even went to interview for Liberty Mutual. We were waiting to say anything in case he loved Liberty Mutual and got offered that position as well, but overall he was really put off by his experience in Seattle. The city itself is awesome, but the people and the opportunities couldn't hold a candle to the Atlanta job.

So, the point of this long boring story, is that we are headed to Atlanta, Georgia at the end of April. (April 29th is our exact move date). We are a little scared to be going so far away from our family and of course sad for the same reason. But, at the same time, we are beyond excited. The opportunity is an amazing one; we wouldn't head so far away unless it was. Plus Gideon's office is actually right outside of the city, making his commute so much more manageable than if he took a job in the middle of the city (most other actuary jobs are). So that's a plus. We are pretty stressed with the expenses of moving, trying to find a place to live without being able to go visit, and facing the 5 day drive to Atlanta. But really, we are so excited and we feel so blessed. We are excited to embark on a whole new exciting adventure! We've heard great things about the city we're moving to and we think it will be a great place for our family for at least the next few years. We really feel like we have been able to see the Lord's hand in the way everything has worked out, and we are just so grateful to have a good job and to be done with school.

Sunday, February 10, 2013

See ya later, January.

We've had quite an eventful few weeks around here. I guess it's our way of kicking off 2013 with a bang.

First, Finn took a spill (slipped on a toy guitar) a few weeks ago and landed weird on his foot. After an hour of him not walking on it and screaming like crazy, I called Gideon and had him come home from school so we could take Finn to the urgent care. We went to the one down the street from our house, which we've visited before and had a good experience. Well, after spending two hours there, we finally left after I yelled at everyone for how horrible they treated my son. The PA we saw was SO rude. He walked into the room and didn't say one word, no introduction, no acknowledgement Finn or the fact that he was in pain. He mumbled was so rude and so rough in his examination with Finn. He didn't inform us of anything that was going on or seem to care at all about my poor little guy. So we waited for an x-ray tech to arrive (they are "on call"), and finally he got there. But he was also very rude, super rough with Finn, and to top it off, he had Gideon actually operate the x-ray machine, while holding Mason!! I was furious. Looking back I should have left right then, but Finn was screaming on the x-ray table and we'd already got one shot and I just wanted to get it over. After the second shot didn't work, I told him we were leaving and that it was absolutely ridiculous that he had my husband operate the machine. He tried to argue with me about that, which if any of you know me, you know that was a big mistake. Lucky for him my two children were present so I kept my temper under control. Of course though, after yelling at him and then having to tell the nurses in the office why we were leaving, I was being all "tough and assertive" while trying not to cry, so my mouth started doing that awkward not-quite-crying-quiver. And my voice cracked. And I was shaking. But we stormed out of that place and I've never been more proud of myself. Something about being a mother makes you not afraid to hurt anyone's feelings or seem crazy when it comes to your kids. Except I wasn't rude or crazy at all. How do I know? We went up to American Fork hospital with Finn and they were amazing. A completely different experience. And when we told them about our experience at the Urgent Care, they were just as blown away as we were.

But finally, poor Finn made it through another set of x-rays and they determined it wasn't broken. They said to redo the x-ray in a week if he still wasn't walking on it. The poor guy crawled around crying saying "oweeee" for 3 days and I kept him drugged on IBuProfen. After a week, he still wasn't walking. We got ANOTHER x-ray and they decided it still wasn't broken. But 2 weeks later, he just barely started walking on it and only with a limp. He looks so sad and heartbreaking, a tiny little boy limping around the house. Oh and also, while we were getting his follow up x-rays, the doctor thought it was a good idea (and so did I) to test him for Celiac's disease (gluten intolerance), since the boy won't eat hardly anything. We're still waiting on the results, but he did so good getting his blood drawn from his arm. Tough little guy.
Waiting to get x-rayed at the hospital.

So to top it all off, both of the boys have been sick all weekend, and Finn has gotten the worst of it with a nasty case of croup. We have been in the bathroom steaming all night for two nights in a row. It's awesome. I'm not tired at all. Poor guy. But on the bright side, Finn learned how to say "booger," which he pronounces "boo-gack." He likes to announce when he has a big one in his nose or better yet, running down his face. He's also watched us pour saline into Mason's nose and suck it out with a bulb syringe so many times that he now goes around with the Saline and tries to squirt it into our noses. He got to Mason one time before I could catch him and practically drowned the poor boy in saline. It was funny though, and really quite harmless.

Poor guy sleeping after getting his shots. Not a fun day for him.

Also, Mason turned 6 months on February 1st. I can't believe it. He is even closer to crawling and can easily army crawl across the floor. He is quite the spirited young chap and we love him to death. He is having surgery in a month and we're not looking forward to that but he is a strong boy and we know it will be ok.

Mason LOVES the tub. Cutest thing.

Lastly, I have to add that amidst the foot excitement and Mason trying to crawl and hence doing handstands and screaming all day, Gideon had to travel twice in the last week for job interviews. He went to Atlanta for 2 days and Seattle for one day. It was busy busy busy around here and mommy's patience is getting close to fried. I think I'll take a solo girls night out this week. :)

Gideon and Finn playing around with the iPhone

But I don't mean to sound like a sob story. We are blessed with a wonderful life and our tiny problems could be so much worse. Sometimes it's just nice to acknowledge that being a mom is hard and that I'm really really tired. All the time. That's it. I'm also really really happy. Only a smidgen grouchy. ;)