After what seems like a marathon move in 4 DAYS we are moved in! Excited for what this new home, ward and area have in store for us :) If you need our new address you can email me. 

camshill@gmail.com

We've had a big decision to make these last couple weeks. I feel like we're on the game show LETS MAKE A DEAL. The prize we have in hand right now is  great... but something else  could be better for our sitiuation. We're being offered something behind door #2.  It could be exactly what Willie and I have been praying for OR it could be a ZONK and we could end up with a "llama" (as seen below)...

Am I making any sense? 

Why in life can you not just know what is behind door #2?

         Can I even say how long it has been since I've actually made my bed? 1/2 a year sounds about right. My housekeeping skills have been, well... lacking during this pregnancy. Plagued by never ending nausea, the Flu and 2 colds back to back I've been a little off my game. As someone who thrives in a cleanly environment this has been difficult.  I started to wonder will I ever get back in the zone again? How do I get back on a schedule and routine like I once had? How do I get my life & home back in order? The typical depression and feelings of being overwhelmed had definitely begun to take over, however the will to do anything about it was nonexistent. Last week Willie and I spent a solid day cleaning and organizing & finally the motivation kicked in & got the ball rolling.  I made the bed, opened the blinds, sat back & admired the clean house and thought, "yep, I think I've got my "groove" back." Granted in several weeks I'll be down again from the c-section & a newborn but until then I'll enjoy this!

Vance giving me the stink eye for telling him to stay off the bed.

 Vance not listening, and me not caring since  he was allowing 

me to photograph him and his fresh buzzed hair cut :)

Hiding.