left foot, right foot, breathe

sooo... our vacation in new mexico was lovely. the kids had so much fun skiing. the snow was beautiful, and we found a good place with each other...a comfortable place. then we got home, threw everything out of the bags and then filled them up for a trip "home" for the holidays. oh, and there was that little trip to the midwife's while i was home, in which she mentioned i might have cancer and sent me to a gynecologist...

so christmas was really nice, but also a tad bit surreal and a teensy bit of a struggle at times. my brother in law bought my children a bb gun. and i told him that it wasn't about the safety of the gun, but the fact that he bought it KNOWING we didn't want it. that we purposely choose not to have guns in our house. and how we didn't do stuff that way when his girls were younger...we respected him and his wife and his family. anyway...so he tells me that it is always ultimately up to the parents what they allow into their house. no apologies, no nothing. and i'm sitting there thinking he has no idea how it's just not a good time to be so divisive... it was pretty hurtful, but whatever...

staying with my mil and fil was awesome, as always. they are two of the best people on the earth. they are so patient and can make you feel good about yourself no matter what an asshole you might really be...

when we got home, we did christmas here with the kids and that rocked... they loved their stuff, and we loved getting it for them and watching them open it. i told them that we enjoyed serving them and hoped they had families as adults that they enjoyed serving...

and i went to the doc. my parents came up to watch the kids so i wouldn't have to go alone. i'll have an ultrasound on my breast in two weeks...

left foot, right foot, breathe...