I can hardly believe how time seems to be flying these days. I've had a few milestone things happen in the last month.
Firstly, it seems that this term is really flying! There are only a couple of weeks left. Next term is ALL midwifery courses, as opposed to this term (Primary Care and Pharmacology). It'll be nice to kiss this term goodbye and get into the nitty gritty, although I do realize that courses get more intense as you move through.
Second, Travis and I celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary this month. Wow. Ten years...a decade. We've moved 8 times in 3 different states, had three kids (and one miscarriage), worked many different jobs, and been through SO much change. I think about the vows we made..."to have and to hold for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, for as long as we both shall live"...I've learned the importance and the depth of these vows. The last 10 years have been awesome. Not always easy or happy or the way we planned, but they've been awesome because we've been through everything together and supported each other every step of the way. I'm looking forward to more decades to come!
Third, my biggest baby finished another year of school. I'm so proud of him! He made "A" Honor Roll and also got awards for most work completed, scripture memory, and art. He'll be going into his 3rd grade year in the fall. My middle man will start kindergarten. It hardly seems possible.
I'm running a 10k on Father's Day. I'm scared because I don't feel ready for it. I felt ready for the 5k, and had run the whole 5k before the day of the race so I knew I could do it. I've gotten up to 4 miles, but that's still a far cry from the 6 miles of a 10k. Susan signed me up, though, so I have to suck it up and do it, even if I have to walk part of the way. Guess I need to start eating right again too so I'll lose more weight and recover better. I've been off Whole30 for a few days for my anniversary, but I'm feeling it now in my workouts and really need to jump back on it.
CrossFit kicks my butt, but it's addictive. How can this be? I'm almost always the last to finish, and I have to do some modifications, but I'm getting muscles and it's awesome! I look at the athletes around me and am in awe. They inspire me, and I feel so comfortable there. I don't feel like everyone is watching me...heck, we're all working too hard! But at the same time they all cheer me on. When they see that I'm dragging they cheer me on. When I finish they congratulate me. There's a camaraderie there that's just so cool, and the feel is so much different from a "Globo-Gym" type of set-up. I'm hooked.
One of my friends asked that I be with her for her recent home birth. I was honored and thrilled to be there, and even happier that the little man waited for a 3-day weekend to arrive! We had a great time, chatting in early labor, putzing around...I helped with the kids (6 kids, 7 when I left!) and made dinner, cleaned, did some laundry, and tried to support her the best I knew how. She and her husband know that I'm a birth junky and were so gracious letting me into their sacred birthing space. It was her 7th home birth but her first water birth. She loved it! The birth went so smoothly (after a LONG prodromal labor) and I was just elated to have been a part of it! I can't WAIT till I'm a midwife and get to be "with woman" all of the time!