Bear with me

I am finally trying to put some effort into making this blog something I can really be proud of. I am learning how to format, and design and customize... so as its changing, please, bear with me :-)

We really do have such a beautiful life. Im feeling rejuvinated lately here in New York. The weather is gorgeous and about as close to perfect as it can get. Its amazing how crisp, fresh air can raise your spirits.

Nick started his job today. He moved his tools into his new shop and is putting things together. He said he feels this will be a great fit for him, with a steady flow of work but nothing too overwhelming. Thank God for all he provides for our family.

We have been looking for homes to rent and buy. I think the best for our family is to rent one more year and give us a little bit of time to find the best neighborhood and schools before we buy. Also, I want to make sure our jobs are going well and we have saved as much as possible before we purchase a home. It is exciting to start seeing our dreams, that had recently seemed so far away, transpire.

Scarlett is getting bigger and more fun by the minute. I seriously feel when I picked her up Sunday morning that she had grown over night. She is blowing raspberries all the time and it really entertains her. Its almost like a very sweet little conversation were having. I have started introducing bottles and, its not going well... at all. Its a huge internal conflict I am having with all of this bottle feeding and so maybe its for the best. I love my breast fed baby, and even though it is still breast milk she is getting... it almost makes me feel nauseous when I see bottles around. I am fully aware that there is NOTHING wrong with bottles so Im not sure where all of my uncomfort is stemming from, but if Im staying true to my heart, I just dont like it. Goodness, this mothering thing can be confusing. But I suppose even if I was all for the bottle, she still isnt taking to it. Ive tried 3 different kinds of nipples, had 4 different people try to feed her, tried all different times of day/night, and she wants nothing to do with it. She will not latch or suck, let alone swallow. We've tried pacifiers and sippy cups but my baby seems to want to nurse and nothing else. I guess for now, we keep trying and be thankful that she is healthy and happy.

She has been so much happier in the car and it makes me feel like a weight is lifted off my shoulders. I now longer feel that my poor little baby is going to feel awful if we have to go somewhere. Which is a feeling I think only a mother with this "problem" can understand. As long as she has a blanket to chew and suck on, she seems pretty contempt. Hooray!

My second interview is in two days. All prayers are welcome :-)

Also, Matt found out him and Lorin have a slight chance of relocating to Albany for recruitment duty with the Marine Corps. He told me not to get my hopes up, but lets be honest, there is nothing that would make me happier than to have some of "my" family here. I told him I will be praying every minute of every day until I hear... so I better get back to it.