Acclimating to high altitude while pregnant and chasing a 17mo old toddler BOY who only knows 1 speed - FAST- was nothing short of EXHAUSTING. After about a month I felt like I could breath again and started enjoying chasing Auggie around and playing in the fresh mountain air and sunshine. The 2nd trimester seemed to help with that as well.Withdrawals: Man, you don't know how addicted you are to electronics, adult conversation and work until you quit all three cold turkey. No cell service, No cable, No job. It was a HUGE adjustment to make. I felt so lonely without the 10+ people I got to shoot the shtuff with every morning. I was busy though with said tornado toddler, so that helped. How do I fill a whole day with just being a mom? That's the question I struggled with for the first, Oh i don't know....day. Then the question was how do I get all the chores done AND keep my toddler happy.
Schedules! Auggie had just as hard of a time adjusting as I did. But once we figured out a schedule for the day that allowed for us both to be rested, happy and not throw tantrums, it just kind of gelled and I started to really see what I had been missing out on. Stay at home mom-dom was more than I ever thought it would be. I didn't have to worry about what his daycare was feeding him or if he really did still love me(only moms know those irrational fears). I knew he was getting everything he needed to the fullest extent. And that makes me so happy. So did 3 home cooked meals a day. Thank God I can cook! And what pregnant woman doesn't want to spend all her free time cooking exactly what she wants to eat all day. It was pretty awesome.
Living arrangements: We were in a small room with only a TV, bed and boxes of necessities. Oh, and a porta-potty for use in the middle of the night. The "real" bathroom was 20 yards from our room, and the OUTDOOR kitchen was about 10 yards. Yup, outdoor kitchen. Which was pretty lovely until the temps got in the 20's at night and in the mornings and I had to thaw sponges and anything that got left in the sink at night because it was too cold to do dishes. We were supposed to be in our home by then. But come December we were still there, despite lots of help from the locals and family to get our home done. It just took longer than expected. Like 2 months longer. Christmas Eve we moved in. I wanted to spend Christmas Day in OUR home. And my awesome hubby made that happen! I just thank God for awesome inlaws that let us use their facilities and a gazzillion other ways too!
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| 1st Snow Ball - Mommy too! |
Winter: Something we'd never really experienced in Houston. Loading the wood burning stove in the
winter while 7+ months pregnant was not my favorite chore, but hey, it was free! The Hubby did it most of the time when he was home - along with ALL the wood chopping- Also, not his favorite chore. But we both mastered the technique and now we know we need A LOT more wood for next winter. Especially since we were blessed with a very mild first winter on the mountain.
So once we're in our home its all gravy right? Not quite. Sure we were happy and relieved. Yet, We didn't have a washer or dryer hooked up. Enter 7 month pregnant woman going back and forth to do laundry for another couple months. Then I got a washer hooked up, but not a dryer. Enter mom of newborn and 2 year old trying to find time to hang 2 loads of laundry a day. Actually, I kind of enjoyed that. I am I'll post more later in that regards. The hubby still has a lot of work to do on the house, yet making money comes first so not sure when all of that will get done. We have been extremely lucky with lots of work, and My husband has both surprised me and validated what I've always known. That he is one of the most hard working, determined, and inspiring men I have ever known. He got trained at the VFD to fight wildfires and then got scooped up like a hot cake to work out of Capitan on an as needed basis for wildfires. It's perfect for him in every way.
Somewhere in there was a 36 hour labor BTW. Which gave us a mesmerizingly beautiful daughter that we named Phoenix Alayne. More on her and my wonderfully drawn out VBAC later too.
It was HARD; God was it hard. Still, it was more rewarding than hard though. For the first time we

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