That in which I actually blog

I've been avoiding blogging. Mostly because I've been avoiding my feelings. Refusing to acknowledge the craziness in my life is sometimes a lot easier. Living the craziness is even easier than thinking about it.

About two months ago I was offered my dream job. It found me... the job that is. I wasn't looking for it, well at least not that job, and it blew me away. It of course was also mere days after William left the US. A million questions went through my mind...
Could I do this?
What would William think?
Can I move my whole life while he is gone?
What about Levi?
What about my school, my coworkers, my friends?
Where would I live?
Where would Levi go to school?
What would we do with our house?
The list went on... I was terrified.

Piece after piece things fell into place. Everything worked out perfectly for us... or at least as well as it could possibly go when you decide to move in a month and a half.

So on December 8th, my dad and I packed up all of Levi's stuff and some of mine and William's stuff and moved it all to his house. People keep asking me how long I'm going to live here... and I seriously have no idea. That wasn't part of the plan.  Just this week we signed a contract to sell our house. We should close Feb 8th. It is a huge blessing for it to be out from under us.

So far the job is going great. I love it! I mean REALLY love it. Of course I had new job jitters and constantly question if I know enough to be doing what I'm doing. It is amazing though. I have dreamed about this job since I was a sophomore in college. This is why I transfered to Baylor, this is why I went to UTD, THIS is why I became a speech pathologist. There has been a video circulating of a little boy having his cochlear implant activated. And him hearing for the FIRST time. I do that. Everyday. Seriously. On Friday I worked with a little boy that is profoundly deaf.  A jet engine could be next to him and he would never know. But last week he got hearing aids... and this week when I shook a box of blocks next to his head, he turned around and pointed to his ear. That, my friends, is the best dang feeling in the world.  And to watch his parents realize that their child might one day speak.... is amazing. It means even more now that I have my own son.
Here are a couple of videos that I think are very moving and show this amazing process pretty well:

Next up on our list of craziness... buying a new house in Houston!