The End of a Nightmare, and the Start of Something Beautiful

Remember the last time I said I was back, and then actually disappeared again? Well, this time we’re back. FOR GOOD!!

Things have been insanely hectic from my last post up until now, and they aren’t looking to be any less crazy!

This summer things were looking pretty bleak for us, we were stuck bouncing back and forth between my mom’s house and Husband’s dad’s house with no real plan. Well that’s not true, we had several plans; they were just constantly flopping. I had this big financial hold on my account that was keeping me from registering for graduate classes back at NYU, which in essence was keeping us stuck in Atlanta. We kept losing our Peace Corps nominations, which was really hard for us because the process is so long as it is! Husband was working at this really whack start-up, and his paychecks were being BLOWN by the bills that were accumulating on my behalf. My surgeries last year resulted in over $2000 in medical bills that were all either in or headed for collections. We were really struggling to stay afloat, and then I somehow managed to get pregnant. A feat, we just KNEW would not be possible. I had been dealing with infertility long before my husband, but even after the surgeries last year to remove the Endo, we were still having trouble getting pregnant. We sort of just accepted the “sentence” and decided to focus our energy on other things like graduate school and the Peace Corps and put the baby making off for a while. This year has been a very testing time for Husband and I. We’ve been to the bottom of the barrel together and I’m just beyond blessed to know how far he’d go and how much he’d sacrifice for me.

Currently, our baskets are overflowing with blessings!

1. One of Husband’s cousins donated the rest of the money I needed to pay off my financial hold, so I was able to register for all the classes I needed WITH the specific professors I wanted! Even better, NYU really worked with me and transferred me into the Extended Program so that I could have lighter course load this semester with the pregnancy, and next semester when the baby comes! February really isn’t that far away!
2. Obviously that means we’ve moved to New York!! During the last week of August, we really decided to step out on faith. We packed Husband’s car with the essentials and made the 14 hour drive to NY. We currently staying with my cute ass grandma in the Bronx, which is super close to tons of my family members, until we are able to find our own place.
3. NYU gave me a nice big stipend, (ha, yea right, more like a refund check of student loans I’ll be paying back until I’m 104) which allowed me to pay off every bill but one from collections and get us all caught up financially. I’ve finally been able to afford maternity pants. (Thank the Baby Gods!!)
4. Oh man, we got a Peace Corps nomination!! The new quarter opened up in August, but when we didn’t hear from our recruited Jai, I sorted of just gave up hope. I was really procrastinating in telling her about the pregnancy, perhaps because I wasn’t really ready to accept that fact that I had to withdraw our applications. When I woke up to our nominations last week, I balled my eyes out. I really wanted to serve with the Peace Corps, since high school. But hey, perhaps we’ll reapply in 18-20 years when Baby Son is grown and on his own.
5. Our baby is super healthy and developing wonderfully. I can feel him kicking and I can even see my stomach bouncing around sometimes! It’s so cool! I even feel a million times better than the previous 20 weeks. I tire very easily, and I have a really hard time focusing in class, but hey if the baby is good, then so am I!

I just wanted to take this post, to thank you guys for sticking through the trenches with us during our really questionable times. Your support has meant everything to me! We are beyond blessed to finally have things working out and we look so forward to sharing our new New York City experiences with you!

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The Quiet After A Storm

Husband and I have made a relatively permanent move to Athens about a week ago. Long story short: I have a lot of issues with the women in my family, namely my mother and sister, and being in their territory was becoming a bit of a hazard. I was pushed far beyond my limit, and I needed OUT. So, here we are, in Athens, to stay.

Husband and I are doing much better here. He’s a lot closer to his job, which cuts his commute about 20 minutes. We also have a lot more privacy here. His dad is rarely around, and when he is, there’s no tension. The stress of being at mother’s house has diminished so much and is tangibly visible. My skin is so much clearer, my headaches have stopped, my nausea has subsided, and I just feel more peaceful.

We’re finally able to spend time together, talking freely, without fear of being overheard and redirected. My mother has developed this nasty habit of eaves dropping and sort of telling us how we should be living our lives. Here, we’ve been able to have a lot of easy conversation. I never really realized how structured our conversation had been at her house.

Recently we’ve been talking about finding a place here, now that we have an idea of what our prospective Peace Corps timeline may look like. I’ve also started the job hunt! I finally feel more confident in my body. I’m not spending so much time feeling sick or in pain. Plus, I’m getting rather bored. It’s been about nine months now that I’ve been on a medical leave, and I’ve NEVER spent this much time unemployed. I’m ready to move forward with my life; ready for our next phase.