Well hello again. I am not the most perceptive person in Texas (many know that from experience) yet I get the sense that anyone who has followed The Memmers might be wondering how in the world I could post that Red and I are ready for baby number 2 and then go all Dark Side of the Moon on everyone. So, about that….
We are not pregnant yet. As it turns out the whole pregnancy thing is not a snap of the fingers type process. Y’all know I am OCD and anal retentive and…annoying. My whole life has been predicated upon the idea of infallible processes: eat less and lose weight, study diligently and make good grades, work hard and earn money….and so on. The very inclination that something so very important and earnestly dear to me might be entirely uncontrollable ? What the hell is that about?!?
Long Long Long story shorter, there have been some speed bumps (the word bumps makes me laugh). Ever the over-sharer I am going to go against the grain and not give all the details. Suffice to say that its nothing serious, probably happens to most everyone and is not something that, despite my initial psychotic assessment, will preclude Red and I from popping out another whale sized child who will require no less than a side of beef a year. Through prayer and supplication I have come to know this time as a sharpening process from the Lord and I am grateful for it. Babies come from God. That alone is enough for me to wait patiently and faithfully for as long as He sees fit. Although, I have to say I know that Sarah and Abraham waited til they were like 80…not trying to push God or anything but I would be totally down for having another baby before I’m 80. Just saying.
In the meantime (which is the name of an awesome Dolly Parton song btw) I have decided that life will be marching along. This time of year is my favorite. My little Meatball is now a Meatloaf and turned 2 years old on the 25th. TWO. I have a two year old. Nope, no matter how many times I say that it will not sound possible. Yet, here he is in all his toddler perfection, giving me countless crashes into overwhelming joy every single day. Oh how I love him, my sweet John Blue.
Red and I will also be celebrating our 3rd anniversary soon. And with this milestone I have decided that it’s about time I tell people how we ended up together. It is unlikely that a small town Texas girl and an even smaller town Wyoming boy would find themselves irretrievably thrown together. It also happens to be an entertaining and, at times, humiliatingly humorous story… That’s what I’m working on right now :0)
The Story of Us!