I had a heavy dose of Hope handed to me yesterday at church. More often I am afraid of raising children today with so much hate, violence, profanity and sex on TV and online, and therefore EVERYWHERE. Or so I thought. A team of church youth and adults spoke yesterday in front of the congregation about their experiences on a recent mission trip to Oklahoma. Hearing those kids, mostly boys in middle school to college, talk about God working through them brought tears to my eyes. I hope Grayson talks like that one day and better yet feels that one day. And it's up to us to make that happen. It's really the only way we stand a chance to raise kids that are resilient against all the bad in the world.
Dreaming....
I think I need to find a creative outlet because my mind has been working overtime with thoughts of change. Mainly with our home. And we are still 2 years, 5 years, 10 years out from making any kind of change (the amount of time changes based on which one of us you talk to, on what day and in what kind of mood we're in!) I love dreaming about adding on to this house. Beau and I have always wanted a 1-story ranch style house on a large lot. I'm on Ebby all the time looking for houses like that in the metroplex (since they are non-existent in Frisco) And then we stop and think - we have a 1-story on a big lot. IN Frisco! With one of the best elementary schools in the district. We could add on to this house beautifully (Beau, me and my former-home-builder Dad see it so easily) for a lot less than we could buy anything else and make it all our own style at the same time. I love looking at airy white kitchens on Pinterest and in magazines but you won't find that style in Frisco very often. BUT if we add on and remodel the kitchen in this house, we can have that. Beau is on the same page but it puts us in this house for YEARS. And the side of me that is addicted to change is terrified of this. On the other hand, we have crazy dreams of selling this house in 2 years, throwing our stuff in storage and renting a home somewhere. Anywhere! Beau can live anywhere that has an airport nearby. Naples? Destin? Austin? We would have to do that now before Grayson goes to school and we're rooted somewhere for the next 20 years. I need to remember to be patient and that everything will play out the way it's supposed to. There's a country song called, "You're going to miss this" that comes to mind when I get antsy. I need to remember to slow down and cherish this time. Because whatever happens, this is the most simple, easy, calm time of our lives! :)
Pretending...
I'm guilty of playing the "submissive 50's housewife" card when approached by sales people. Nothing makes a sales person turn their back on you faster than a woman who can't make buying decisions. Actually, I used to do this when I was single too but using my Dad as the scapegoat. It's just too easy.
Joking....
There is a reason you don't see more 2 or 3 year olds on sitcoms or in movies. The constant whining and tantruming would grow old with viewers.
Updating...
Good news! Beau and his former-co-worker won that Ireland business! To keep things straight, this was for his now-former company. The client had one condition: that Beau is their consultant on the project. Umm, oops. Long story short, Beau convinced his new company to contract him back to his old company so he'll be back in Ireland in two weeks. If I wasn't pregnant, Gray and I would just go live with him for a month. But because I am expecting, he's only going for 6 days and has made it clear that the rest of the work will be done remotely (for the most part). It's so tough not having control sometimes!
One more update: Beau is taking the month of February off work to be with Grayson, me and the new baby! How's that for paternity leave? Hmmm, that would be a stellar time to do an add on to this house....kidding! ;)
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