At a recent guild meeting I won a one year pro subscription to Animoto. So here is a recent client’s slideshow. I can’t share it with her yet though because She hasn’t picked up her canvas yet (the very last image). When she does, I’ll be able to post this to my website and Facebook. I just don’t want to ruin the surprise for her. Since I’ve never really told any family, friends, or clients about this side blog, I don’t really have any worries that she might see it. I’m just so excited about it I can’t wait to share it with someone.
2014 is here and I hope it brings glad tidings. My faith and patience were tested a great deal in 2013. I pray that 2014 will be a healthy, happy, and prosperous year for me and my family, and yours as well. So, with it being 2014 now, here is this year’s first Photo of the Day. My one year old son refused to go to bed and stayed up to welcome the new year with me (my husband went to bed at 10).
Well, grief counseling has helped me take everything one day at a time. Thanksgiving was ok. I avoided my husband’s family as much as I could since they have a habit of saying the wrong things, like, “at least you’re still young. You can always try again,” and “what’s the big deal? It’s easy to get pregnant.”
My doctor has ordered lab tests for January. Since this is my second miscarriage, the insurance company will finally let her. I’m a little nervous about what they may find, but at least I’ll know how to counteract it to try and prevent future issues. In all honesty I hope they do find something the matter with me. If they don’t, I think my feelings of guilt (it was something I did or didn’t do that was the cause) would skyrocket.
Teaching has been going ok too. I love everything about the elementary school I work for. The administration at the middle school is a bit less organized and less supportive. My sixth graders are pretty good. Out of 60 (two classes), I only have four trouble makers. My seventh graders are another issue altogether. I have 45 of them all at once. They spend so much time talking that in a 90 minute class period, they only get about 15 minutes of working time because I have to stop every five minutes while giving directions to wait for them to quiet down. I’m in the middle of grading projects right now. My sixth graders are doing great. Most of my seventh graders are failing due to incomplete work.
Christmas was pleasant. We spent it with my family in Ohio this year. And for once, my sister and I managed not to kill each other, though we did have one major spat, it was much milder than our past arguments. My son had so much fun opening presents. His favorite toy was his set of cars. He’s big into cars and trucks right now. My husband enjoyed all his gifts and my favorite gift was the three birthstone pendants my husband got for me for each of our children. We will celebrate New Years with my parents before we head back to Florida. We’ll be stopping to visit my aunt in North Carolina on the way. I’m looking forward to that visit.
I think I’ve hit the angry phase of my grieving period. I’m mad at everyone and everything and I just want to punch someone in the face for no reason other than they look at me. On the up side, I’ve been taking it out on the weeds in my gardens.
I have a big family. I am one of six children. Both of my parents are one of five children. I have 17 first cousins on my mom’s side and 24 first cousins on my dad’s side. We’ve always been close, never perfect, but willing to do anything for one another.
So when I met my husband, I was excited to find such a wonderful man to start my own family with. Family is very important to me. Unfortunately for my husband, his family is not close like mine is. His family is wrought with grudges, pride, and selfishness (mostly on the part of his parents and their siblings). So he was equally as happy when he found me to start a new family with. On the 21st we celebrated his 33rd year of life. We went out, just the three of us, to dinner at a restaurant he picked and had a wonderful time.
Fatherhood has been difficult for him to adjust to, especially since he is not close to his own dad, who was often out at sea (Navy) when he was growing up. He is trying very hard though to be a good dad. So far he is doing a wonderful job and has been ever so helpful in ensuring our son is well cared for, especially when I have evening meetings. Tonight, I returned home from one such meeting to find this beautiful display of love between a father an his son.