My big little boys

I can hardly believe how big Leo is getting, and so fast! Tuesday we have a doctor's appointment, and I always love the weighing and measuring.




And this is Guy with his cousin Connor. Guy LOVES to imitate Connor in everything he does, for better or for worse. They're super cute together, even when they're frustrated with each other. It's been great for both of them, having the other one to learn to live with. Kids are good for kids. It's giving me a sneak preview, though, of coming attractions. Boy, are things going to be interesting with two!

Sunday Evening

I love Sundays. I love Sunday evenings even more.

I really love church, even though as a mom of two small children it can be very challenging. We're working on teaching Guy to whisper. Let's just say the lesson isn't sticking very well!

As busy as Sunday mornings sometimes feel, Sunday evenings are the perfect time for contemplation. My thoughts have already taken a religious bent, and once the children are sleeping there are fewer distractions than a weekday. No television set, no arguing over homework (remember, there's a 2nd grader in the house), and everyone's bellies are still full from an excellent Sunday dinner. For the record, my sister makes INCREDIBLE fajitas. So good.

So now I'm sitting here enjoying a bowl of vanilla pudding and enjoying the silence. Contemplating what my week will look like, and what things are really important to me. I'm going to study my scriptures for a bit, write in the journal I'm keeping for Josh while he's away, and if I'm not too sleepy write my beloved a letter.

If anybody would care to send Josh a postcard or a note, you're more than welcome to. His address is as follows:

AB Coyne Joshua
319 TRS / DORM A-6
PSC #3 UNIT 364074
1015 Truemper Street
Lackland AFB, TX 78236

What what what?

The neurologist did an EMG and found no damage.

And Josh's damaged reflexes are working again.

This is really strange. Awesome. But strange. And a bit scary, because Josh wants to be discharged. He's still in pain, and they don't know why.

Good news? Bad news?

I have no idea. I just had a five minute phone call from Josh.

He said the neurologist didn't find anything. What that means, I don't know, but Josh is definitely not doing well.

Send up a prayer, please.

I suppose . . .

I suppose I'm a passionate person. I really feel things deeply and I often wear my emotions on my sleeve, even if I'm trying to keep them to myself.

And this week has been no exception. The highs are great, the lows are awful, and today is not shaping up to be one of the better days. In the last three days I haven't gotten any sleep without Leo within six inches of me. Meaning I haven't gotten any sleep that didn't leave me feeling tired and sore upon awaking. And Guy was up at 6:15 this morning. And I didn't get to go walking because it's raining.

And I miss Josh. I want him to be healthy, or home, or healthy and home. I want to know how this is going to play out, but God's not really giving me too much to go on right now. I know everything will work out well for us. I just don't know how yet. And I'm not very imaginative, so it feels like it's going to be hard.

I'm just tired. I need to get out.

*deep sigh of relief*

Tonight, with both my kids asleep, I'm watching the Bachelor, Biggest Loser, and American Idol (with tivo, of course!). With my mom and older sister. And I LOVE IT! IT'S SO FUN!

I got a call from Josh today, and got a letter! He's doing okay. I think he's been glossing over what's really going on and how things have really been for the sake of making me worry less. And did I mention that on Saturday and Sunday I missed six phone calls? Talk about misery!

Hopefully he'll be home soon. I miss him. I miss being able to talk to him first thing in the morning and last thing at night.

I had lots of other things to blog about, and somehow nothing is coming to mind.

I'm happy. I love my life. And I have clean sheets!

"A quality life is God's greatest wish for us. Life is to be lived well in whatever circumstances we find ourselves. There should not be a waiting period."

Marvin J. Ashton

This was exactly what I needed yesterday. Whether or not I'm in limbo, I should not be waiting to find joy and live my life well.