We are moving into a new place in a few weeks, it's a little house with enough room for the grandparents...and cousins and friends to come visit =) And we've decided to sign a year lease. As much as I want to be back in Nashville the thought of being somewhere that we like and have somewhat a routine going is a good settled feeling, something I've been wanting. The obvious - I'll be able to focus on this pregnancy and the little guy when he gets here, and Tony and I learning to be parents together, and I think with us having some "normalacy" I will have the mental capacity and clarity to really consider the road I want to go down as a nurse practitioner - I like my job but I don't have a long term plan right now and need to be thinking of that. I will say I feel like I am so far from where I was regarding my ability to be patient with life...and it's nice. Not to say I wouldn't like some things right now but I am learning to enjoy the journey and the peace that comes with walking, sometimes waiting versus my old habit of jumping from thing to thing.
I am 24 weeks this week. Next week I'll be 25 weeks. Luke passed when I was 25 weeks so it's a tender place to be in these weeks. Then from there is unknown territory, the third trimester! And baby showers and really getting big. It's exciting and scary at the same time. I'm worried it's going to go by too fast - either by getting cut off too early or just by my being busy it's going to sneak by and I feel that "jumping" habit wanting to sneak back in. I'm not going to let it, life is always better when it's taken day by day.