“Change is inevitable, growth is intentional.” – Glenda Cloud
Above is the month of May in Instagram. The beginning of June marks the one month birthday of my new blog! I started this to act as a kind of personal family journal / creative outlet / time waster to keep me busy while Jonathan is in boot camp and to help me chronicle my new family in the making. This blog has kind of been all over the place, and I’m really just getting a feel for what I want to blog about and post, but I’ve been having a blast so far! I’m grateful for all the feedback, the views and the “likes” I’ve received so far, it’s encouraging and greatly appreciated!
So! May in review. Well, it’s finally starting to become more and more real that we are expecting a daughter. At the beginning of the month Jonathan had just been feeling Tessa move for about a week, and now we feel Tessa move all the time. We can even see her wiggling from the outside when she gets into little tantrums and fits!
There’s not much to wax poetic about event-wise that hasn’t already been blogged throughout the month, and really this whole month has been our calm before the storm. We spent our time being lazy, playing video games, traveling around for vacation and family and overdosing on time with friends.
The biggest “thing” about May, is it is our last month in civilian life – at least for the next four years. Jonathan is leaving for boot camp THIS MONDAY. *breathes slowly into a paper bag*
I am worried and simultaneously excited about the many changes that lie ahead. I worry about being parted from Jonathan during the next few months. I worry about where Jonathans A School will be and how hard it will be to find an apartment with our cats and dog. I worry about the process of packing up animals and belongings and moving while 4 weeks from my due date. I worry about Jonathan being able to be present for Tessa’s birth. And I worry about whether he will be able to live off base with me to help take care of our newborn. At least all these worries distract me from the more traditional fears that generally plague new parents: Will I be a good mom? How will our lives change? Will I ever fit into a Kagome Higurashi schoolgirl outfit again without looking ridiculous? (Okay, maybe that last fear isn’t traditional, per se. But the sentiment is the same.)
I have been latching onto the adage that “worrying doesn’t rob tomorrow of it’s sorrow, it only saps today of it’s joy” (or something like that, I’m probably quoting it all wonky, but you get the idea), because there is literally NOTHING I CAN DO to address these concerns until the time comes to approach them head on. So I’m choosing to view the great unknown as an adventure and just keep moving forward. Any waves of worry, fear and anxiety I experience, I’ll make an effort to transform into excitement and positive energy. Because this is the start of a whole new chapter in our lives and it should be enjoyed!
And now. Here’s some of my favorite tweets from May:
Me – “Where are you going?” Him – “The bathroom.” Me – “Can I go with you?” … Yeah, I’m a little needy today.
No matter how much I accomplish or achieve, my cats will always think they are better than me.
Just saw a black mans penis. My simultaneous craving for a bacon wrapped hot dog is very confusing. Welcome to LA!
That moment when you use a restroom you’ve used many times before and realize: this is the first time I’ve used it not in costume…
Owning a cat means that someone will always poop in your zen garden.
Jonathan – “I know you think you can’t sing, but you have a very pretty feminine singing voice sweetheart, kind of like Justin Biebers.”
I give Jonathan far too many opportunities to say, “My first wife was traded.”
All of my “meeting my future prince” daydreams as a child usually involved me hitting him with my car then getting to play nurse…
I often say “sex” when what I really mean is “coffee”.
My uterus has become a playground, apparently.
I can always tell when Jon is thinking naughty thoughts cuz he gets the same look on his face that our cat Kyo does when he’s in trouble.
As a general rule, I don’t wear white pants on account of I don’t think you’re ready for this jelly.
*tries to strip for Jonathan* *gets stuck in jacket* *Jonathan throws money at me while I’m stuck.* Dammit.
Due to my obsessive reading I have a large vocabulary of words that I have no idea how to pronounce.
I’m lazy, and pregnant, so I think I’ll take this watermelon into the shower with me.
My husband is the most badass Death Knight on WoW as he’s covered in purring and muffining cats.
I’ll miss the days when my husband and I fight over whose hair band is whose.
I need to add “killed by a sewage monster” to my growing list of irrational deaths I fear.
Whenever someone asks a stupid question in WoW I ask, “Are you a girl in real life?” The answer is usually yes.
“Not a food!” “Stop licking me.” “Does not want.” – Things I have to say way too often in this house.
I called my daughter “whats-its-face” today, so I think I’m now officially a mom?