Sometimes I Wonder

Sometimes I wonder about myself. Why do I struggle so much to filter my thoughts and words sometimes? It gets me in to trouble too often. I really do try to keep my unkind or even moderately offensive thoughts to myself, but it is really hard sometimes. I suppose that happens to most people.

Anyway, back to more real things. We moved the last of our stuff into our temporary apartment today. I didn't realize how stressed I was about it until it was done. If this apartment wasn't going to be so gosh darn expensive during the school year. A lot of people are moving out of Treemont so I am not all that worried about having to stay here, but it is still a little bit of a concern. Casey is totally chill about the whole situation. He keeps me much calmer than I would be otherwise. I'm glad I picked him.

In baby news, at my last appointment my ultrasound showed that our son is breech. I am really hoping he will flip over because I really do not want to have a C-section. Everything is getting so close and I am pretty nervous about the whole thing. I have a few friends who have had c-sections and I just don't think it would be ideal for me. I suppose it is all in the Lord's hands in the end, so I will go with the flow.

It has been a long few weeks of what I thought would be a relaxing month. Silly me.

So Much For That Idea

Here I was thinking that life would be nice and easy after all our school stuff was over. Boy was I wrong. But first, GRADUATION! We are both college graduates. Go us! My mom came up and Casey's mom, dad, grandpa A, and sister all came down to support us. It was awesome.



Woohoo! Go me!

Casey is the second of his siblings to graduate, but he is the youngest to do it.


Casey, our friend Darla, and I all wore green Chucks in honor of President Smith.

And then we fake threw our caps for the camera.

So, that was graduation. I was happy to be a hermit and totally de-stress this past week. I was doing just that until we found out that our landlord found people to move in on June 1st. That means we have less than a month to find a new place to live. We would just pray that we get into Treemont, but we are 9th on the waiting list and only 2 people are moving out in the next month. So much for life being uncomplicated after graduation. Being seven and a half months pregnant and dealing with the prospect of moving a lot sooner than I was expecting is not so fun. Oh well, life must go on.