Ugh. Catchup again. Its been about a month since I’ve last blogged, and much has happened since then. Most of you know that we’ve decided on UC Davis, and will be moving in July. We don’t know where we will be living yet, but most likely sometime next month Matt and I will fly out and figure out the living situation. I’m getting used to the idea of moving, but at the same time it sounds like quite the ordeal to me. Davis is about 7 and 1/2 hours from Riverside, and when you add the driving a Uhaul component, it gets longer. There is no way my bladder, back, or toddler would last that long in the car, so Coco and I will fly there. We’re hoping that if we move in July we’ll have time to settle in before school starts and the baby comes.
Speaking of the baby–pregnancy is going well. We are for sure having a boy! We are not at all for sure on names, so I’ll let you know as soon as we do ???? My only complaint is that my back is still screwed up from falling, and my growing belly complicates it further. Other than that, I am enjoying feeling the little dude do calisthenics every five minutes.
Now, about the other active child in our home. Sigh. I don’t know when it happened, but the easy kid I had disappeared and has been replaced by a little she-devil. Maybe I shouldn’t say that. There are still sweet moments–a lot of them, actually. She’s done everything early, and its been fun to watch her hit those major milestones long before she was “supposed” to. But now I have an 18 month old who is in actuality a Terrible Two. Everyday is a challenge, and most days we both shed tears over this. If you have advice–I will welcome it with open arms!
Spring semester ended two weeks ago, so teaching is done. Yay! But Summer semester starts today…These will be my last two classes, and I thank God for it. Grad school has been awesome. Truly. I love my professors and my classmates. We have great times, wonderful discussion, and lots of inside jokes, right, Dark Corner? But, I’m pregnant and the little brain power I have is being sucked by the manipulative skills necessary to defeat Coco at naptime. Does it sound like I’m complaining? I think I am.
Simply put, life is a little taxing right now. I am so thankful for my daughter and unborn son, but they give me lots of reasons to realize how imperfect, weak, and helpless I am. Thats probably a good thing. I read a bit from Augustine’s Confessions today and this simple phrase resonated quite deeply in me: “He who made me is good. He is my good.” Boy do I get reminded of that everyday! There is nothing good that comes out of me except what God’s grace allows. Motherhood is teaching me this with aggressive precision.