
So I forgot to do Georgia's height and weight yesterday so here it is. Keep in mind though that this is using my tape measure for her height and our bathroom scale for weight. I will have more accurate measurements next week when she has an appointment but this is as close as I can get with what I have. Georgia is about 15 pounds and about 26 inches long. Like I said, that could change when I take her in for her appointment next week but this is off of what I can use around here.
Everything else is going all right. Robbie was given a free TV at work this week (the hospital was throwing it away). Granted it has an image burned into the screen (it's a plasma TV) but it's not all that noticable and we just kind of ignore it since it's so nice to watch movies and play videos games on a big screen than our tiny little TV. He still hasn't been offered a job but he is applying like crazy to anything he can find. Hopefully he will find something, but as of right now we are planning and preparing to move to Vermont to live with our families until he finds something. Rob will graduate on the 23rd of July and we will be leaving the 25th for the long cross country trek. We keep hoping and praying that he will find something so we will not have to be a burden on our families (we would love to live with you though, specially since it's been 2 1/2 years since we've been home...just worried about being a burden). This could all change though depending on what happens (job, no job, family...etc.).
I'm doing all right. The stress of moving and not having definate plans as to where we are going (since he could get a job before he graduates and we would be moving elsewhere) has increased the stress of raising 3 kids, 2 of which have redefined the phrase "the terrible twos" into something much worse this week. I have something called PVC (Premature Ventricular Complex) which is a heart disorder. I was diagnosed with it right after having Gwen (they did an EKG while I was still in the hospital with her). Pretty much an electrical impulse (which causes all hearts to beat) causes the left ventricle of my heart to beat earlier than it should. It usually goes right back to it's normal rhythm but under stress (and if I am overweight, which I am) it occurs more frequently. It's not life threating-just an inherited disorder that's a bit bothersome at times. It makes me feel like my heart skips a beat, feel lightheaded, or tired. Normally I just put up with it and it doesn't bother me but this week has been pretty bad. I sat down for about 20 minutes to time it...the longest I had inbetween "skipped beats" was almost 4 minutes, and the shortest was 4 seconds. It's just a pain in my butt cause sometimes it "skips" so bad I can feel a bit of a thump in my chest so I cannot wait until we move and things get a bit settled in so this can calm down back to normal.
Gwen and Grace are both doing pretty well, besides driving me crazy. I really miss the nice sunny days when I could take them outside and let them run around. It has been raining on and off every day for the past two weeks and I think they are getting bored staying in the house all the time. Like I said, they gave new meaning to the phrase "the terrible twos" this week. They're doing pretty good right now though. They are playing in their room and pretending to have a sleep over with each other and all their stuffed animlas. They've been having picnics this week as well and building "houses" with blankets draped over things. I watched The Testaments with them this week and it was nice to explain to them what was going on in the movie was what happened in the scriptures that we read and tell them all the little stories behind the scenes they show of Christ and why momma cried so much (a good way to explain the spirit and unshakeable faith and love in Christ). They are sweet hearts...they are just really curious and stubborn (hence all the trouble they get into).
We will let everyone know as soon as Robbie finds a job...hopefully the Lord will answer our prayers soon. If not, I am sure there is something we need to learn from this or this is something we need to experience now in order to understand something in the future. I have faith that whatever he has in mind for us will work out.