Now, that felt like the dumbest effort I have ever made.
There must be an easier way…
Thank you, God, for this training and for this home and for these opportunities. Please, make us well and keep us safe and together as a family with love. In your name, I pray. Amen.
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It’s amazing how strong of opinions I have about fabrics. I wanted a white 100% cotton woven fabric. I was given that. And yet, somehow, I hate it. I don’t just dislike it. I hate it. It is ugly in so many ways in my mind (only one way in reality, though). So, got to sort that all tomorrow, I guess!
Lord, thank you for these new endeavors. Guide me to do well with them, both for you and for me and my family. In your name, I pray. Amen.
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I offered a balloon to my daughter for the first time this evening. It was the right decision. Half an hour later, we were all utterly tickled and cracking up from watching her and interacting with her with balloons. She cackled and giggled and squeaked and kicked and swung her arms like crazy the whole time. Apparently, she loves balloons. Just a beautiful time to witness and of which to be a part.
Thank you, God. In your name, we pray. Amen.
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Menstruation has begun for real now. And it’s a heavy as it was before I ever got pregnant. Quite frustrating. Especially right now, considering I’m only just barely starting to get almost-reasonable sleep (due to a hungry baby), and now I have to set alarms throughout the night to go to the bathroom every hour and a half or two hours (we shall see how intense it really gets). Also because I still don’t have a properly arranged uterus/bladder situation. Plus, I am managing a baby constantly still. It seems incredibly unfair to have me go through this menstruation already, but to have me go through it without the effective use of tampons, due to the odd arrangement of my bladder and uterus right now, seems ironically cruel, in a way. I haven’t even physically recovered from birth. Why is my body trying to reproduce already again?(??????????!!!)
Ugh.
Perhaps God has a plan that requires this. And it isn’t just to make me feel sick, which I have felt all day today… sick and exhausted. And, even, rather depressive. Menstruation is not going too well this time around. ::big sigh
Dear Lord, please, heal my pains. Keep us safe and make us well and keep us together as a family. Thank you for our home. Heal my body, please. In your name, I pray. Amen.
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I need to refill the toilet paper in our bathroom. But I’m already in bed and exhausted. I will have to remember when I wake up in the middle of the night. Or I might totally forget and just run out of toilet paper when I use the bathroom during the night or in the morning…
We shall see what the night holds, I guess…
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I successfully followed a sewing pattern and produced toddler shorts! Next step is to do the shirt/dress portion of the pattern. I used t-shirt scraps to test the shorts pattern first, because I wasn’t convinced that I would get it right in the first try. And it’s a good thing I did so, because I had to call my mom several times to sort out what on earth the thing was telling me to do, and even had to bring the “shorts” to her at one point to figure out how following the steps exactly had produced not-shorts. At least, non-useable shorts. But I got it sorted in the end and felt confident enough after finishing them to go for the real thing.
And it took me most of the day to get those done. I think I got the real deal done in maybe an hour or two total, including cutting out the fabric and all. I still have to put in the elastic of the waistband, but I am confident in that part. I had to replaced a similar style of elastic on a dress for my sister at Easter, so I’m mentally prepared for how it works. And I didn’t have the right size elastic, anyway, so I had to get it today, which I did. I’ll see about putting it in tomorrow at some point and truly finishing the shorts! But, for now, they look beautiful to me. They’re meant to be half of a Christmastime outfit for my baby for next year (it’s a toddler pattern, you see).
Super pretty to me!
Thank you, Lord! Guide me forward lovingly and gently, please. Keep my husband and me and out baby and our families safe, please, and keep us together. Thank you for our home and your love. In your name, we pray. Amen.
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P.S. I found these swimsuits tonight… I really hope they fit beautifully and match wonderfully! We shall see on Saturday, it seems!
*And the Holy Spirit truly did open a window!
My husband felt stressed after the rejection, and he seemed to think he just wasn’t good enough for the career at all, etc. etc. He had another interview today, and he suddenly felt very unprepared for it, after the rejection last night (after what had felt like a good interview for him). I prayed that he be fully himself and show all that he is and all that he could be working for this company in his interviews today.
And it seemed he did, and they saw someone they wanted to have part of their team(!). Yippee! And he didn’t even have to wait a week to find out – he was, basically, hired on the spot today. !!!. Super exciting. And very God-sent.
Thank you, God. Jesus, we trust in You. In your name, we pray. Amen.
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He didn’t get the job that I know he really wanted. And I mean really wanted. I hope he clears his head of the disappointment tonight, so that he can do a great job being himself for the interview he has tomorrow. He is good enough for all of this. But God is guiding him very distinctly.
I pray he be guided kindly and lovingly. Help him to find this work that will be beautifully fulfilling for him while also being financially viable and supportive for our family. Keep him safe and well, please, and keep us together as a family always. Thank you for these opportunities. In your name, I pray. Amen.
*Hopefully, the window opens this week(!). ❤
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I find it interesting that it has to be called physical therapy, yet the alternative is not called mental therapy or psychological therapy. It think it makes most sense to have determiners for all of them. That way, things are fully clear. If you want to mention that you’re going to therapy, you also have the availability to specify what kind of therapy. You can also withhold the determiner and leave the audience in suspense as to what kind of therapy you are attending. Perhaps you’ve had a car accident and need to rehabilitate a hip. Perhaps you’re going crazy and need to rehabilitate your brain chemistry and synapses. Perhaps you’re angry because of all the people who have been incredibly mean to you lately, and you need to rehabilitate your relationship with yourself and your self-worth. All should be equally possible when simply saying “therapy”.
And yet, they are not. Very unfair, in my opinion. And, really, bizarre. Why aren’t they all okay to be called “therapy”?(?!?!) And why is only the physical rehabilitation type clarified?(!?!?)
Ugh(!).
Anyway, I’ve finally started pelvic floor physical therapy, and it is helping already with the daily exercises since my initial analysis and examination this past Wednesday. I’m super psyched for the difference this seems like it will make for me over the next few months, and permanently. Super grateful to have sorted this out, at last.
Thank you, God. Amen.
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I now have another project for my baby’s clothes. A hat for Thanksgiving that is perfect for the style I love and want for my baby to wear for the occasion (as opposed to all the tacky junk out there). I just have to figure out the knitting pattern so I can make it. And how big her head might be by then… hmm… Her head circumference is the only medium-range percentile on her. Haha. Not that that matters for her health and well-being or anything. But it could guide us regarding what size her head might be by Thanksgiving…
More research to do, then supplies to purchase. Then actually to make the thing. And I’ll probably do it twice, anyway, to make it right.
Yay for crafting. Yay for making clothes for my baby. I need to finish that baby blanket still… yikes. Still unsure what to do about that. I messed up the end stitch whenever I started working on it after a long hiatus, and it made the thing get wider and wider with each row. And I didn’t notice until I had completed loads more than I have originally even done. So, now, 3/4 of it is expanding and 1/4 is the right width. Utterly ridiculous. But I want to be finished with the project, so perhaps I can look at it tomorrow and determine what I really want to do with it, how I might actually use it and what would suit that use best.
Thank you, God, for my home and my family and our safety and your love. Keep us safe, make us well, and keep us together and loving, please. In your name, I pray. Amen.
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