Life...

It's been a while since I posted, so tonight, I'm just going to post whatever I feel like it. It's going to have absolutely no direction and it may make absolutely no sense. I'm alright with that.

Time absolutely has flown! Can you believe Savannah is almost 6 months old?! Not to mention, she's cut TWO teeth already. Two days apart, one on the 1st of February on one on the 3rd. That was not a fun time, let me tell you. My saving grace was that they make baby Orajel. Seriously, that stuff works miracles. One second she'd be screaming bloody murder because her gums hurt so bad and the next she'd be sound asleep because her gums were numb already. Seriously, miracles I tell you!

Then on the 5th of February she finally started rolling from her back to her stomach! She's officially mobile! She scoots and rolls all over the place. She's starting to get into things and we have to watch her much more carefully.

I love her so much! It's amazing.

In other news, I've decided to transfer schools again. If I transfer from the U to USU then I drop like 7 classes from my course load, and the sooner I can be done with school and the less money I can spend doing it sounds awesome to me. So in addition to dropping classes, tuition is cheaper and it won't require a parking pass, plus from the looks of things more classes will be available on line which means I can do my school work from the comfort of my own home in my very own pajamas! Hooray!

Dave is pretty much amazing, can I tell you? He bought me new couches for Valentines Day! Hooray! And also, HOORAY for microfiber? Can I just tell you I love that these couches are virtually stain resistant? Seriously, I swear Savannah has puked on them like 15 times, and you can't even tell. Plus, she had a blow out on one of the cushions and the couch still looks good as new! He's the best husband I could ever ask for and I'm so grateful that I get to be with him for eternity!

I'm also really really grateful lately for doctors. My grandpa is in the hospital yet again. This all started two weeks ago when he went in to the hospital because he was having problems with his gall bladder. Well, they decided that they needed to remove his gall bladder but the hospital he was at couldn't do it because they didn't have a back up generator, so they transferred him up to University hospital and when he got there they had to transfer him into the IMCU because he started having heart troubles and his lungs were filling with fluid. So after they finally got that resolved, they could do the surgery but he ended up in the hospital for 11 days total on that visit.

He finally got to come home on Monday, but was back in the ER on Tuesday because his blood pressure had dropped way too low due to a mix up with the medications he was/wasn't supposed to be taking. Then he had to go back in for a check up on Wednesday and ended up back in the hospital today because his pancreas hasn't gone back to normal and is still the same size it was two weeks ago when he went in and had pancreatitis.

He'll be okay, I think, but it's been kind of stressful. Honestly, I've never really lost someone close to me and I'm not ready to face that yet. Not that I'll ever want to, but eventually I think I'll be more prepared for it. It's not hard to admit that my grandparents are getting older and eventually they're going to die, but do they have to have health problems now? I don't think so.

Another thing I'm grateful for seriously is having the gospel in my life. Truly. Yesterday a friend posted on facebook about a mother who's 4 month old baby girl died while she was at the sitters house. Nothing in this world could be harder than to lose a child in my opinion. She really has handled it all with grace though considering. But I'm glad to know that even if something were to happen and my baby were to be taken from me I have the gift of being with her eternally. Not to mention I get to be with Dave too! Can you imagine anything greater?

So yeah, that's kinda what's been going on. Not everything, but the things that I'm thinking about now. Maybe I'll get better at this blog thing. I'm honestly getting to a point in my life where I'm starting to feel like keeping a journal would be important. I want to be able to tell Savannah when things happened and important landmarks in her life. And right now I feel like I have the memory of a gold fish. (I've lost my keys twice in the past two days, and they are still currently missing.) So I need to write things down if I want to remember them.

Anyway, Night!