When it rains, it pours

Well, today was another long day.

We originally were supposed to only have to keep the huge industrial fans that are blowing through our apartment on for a few days (as in two), but today found out it's not drying fast enough, so it'll be until Monday. Which, considering, isn't too bad. But, it kind of is when you don't really have another room to live in, aside from your living room because all of your furniture is in your second bedroom.

On Monday, they will come back to do more moisture testing. They will then decide whether or not they will need to tear down walls. Yay.

If they have to, I don't know what we'll do. Where we'll live. Etc.
I'm anxious about the bathroom because they aren't doing any moisture testing in there or anything. I'm almost positive that there will be mold in there behind the walls just waiting to seep into our lives. I might mention it to the landlords because I seriously don't know if I'll be able to sleep at night. Especially since I don't really trust the guys abilities that does the maintenance. The part that broke is one he replaced eight months ago when we moved in... He replaced two of them, so honestly I'm kinda waiting for this to happen again in another few weeks... When the other one breaks.

Anyway, so I spent all day today waiting for the guy to show up because he didn't tell us when he was coming. So I couldn't go to school or anywhere because with my luck of miss him. That's the other thing about him, I'm ALWAYS waiting for him. Most of the time he's ever come and given a time he'll be here he's been at least an hour and a half late. I have a life you know... A really busy one. That requires time outside of the house.  So for two days I waited, which I get quite frustrated about, especially since I hate waiting. Especially when a professional says something, then they should do it! Or at least call and give me a heads up that you'll be there two and a half hours later then you told me! (That was yesterday)

If it wasn't such an emergency I would have been really tempted to leave.

Anyway, enough of that rant. I'm just really stressed. He is a nice guy, he just needs to work on his professionalism. Especially since last time, right months ago, he borrowed a nice, relatively new(like within 4 months), bath towel without asking and stained it and tore it.

Okay, really I'm done with that rant now.

Moving in. Our car got hit today. With Michael in it.
He's fine. Our car is not.

He got hit at the post office dropping off our rent check. We had planned to do it yesterday, but it hadn't gotten done because yesterday was a hectic fiasco of its own. One thing just piles on another apparently.

Michael just got a new job yesterday and now has no way to get to it on time. Bus routes don't work, we checked. Walking doesn't work, MAYBE he could run it on time, but it's not likely.
We are still waiting to hear from the lady's (that hit Michael) car insurance about whether or not we can get a rental until our car is fixed. But neither of us is old enough to actually rent a car...

Life has been crazy this week and seems to be getting worse. But, we still feel blessed that Michael got the job he wanted and we needed! It has benefits like life insurance and health insurance. BYUs health insurance is crazy expensive once you get married, and even more so once you have a dependent. So we are excited.

When it rains it surely does pour.

Two bedrooms forced together

This is where all of our stuff from our bedroom went.

Wow. Weird day!

Well.... This morning started out very interestingly. Emma was still asleep when Michael got up to get ready to go to work, so I decided I'd sleep an extra hour before facing the day. Boy, was I wrong!

About fifteen minutes after Michael got up he came in and woke me.
" Amy, there's water leaking everywhere in the bathroom."
Not exactly how you want to start your day. So Michael cleans it up as much as possible, and comes back and tells me it is still leaking, even though the shower is off.

Great. I go in to take a look, and step on the baseboard in the doorway to discover it is mushy and look down to see gross water oozing out of it! Yuck!

Big leak.

So, we put towels down in hopes it will at least slow it down. Then, I go back to bed while Michael calls the landlord. But I had to go to the bathroom, so I got up, and walked towards the bedroom door, and step onto sopping carpet. What the?

Yeah. Bigger leak.

That's when I look across the room towards where it shares a wall with the bathroom. Oh my gosh. So much for letting ems sleep in... We grabbed her from the crib and started moving things from our room as fast as we could. Our bed hasn't been on the game because it was hard for me to get on when I was pregnant and we just haven't put it on since. So, we moved it as quickly as we could do as not to ruin the box spring.

It was a crazy frantic morning and our apartment is an absolute disaster now. Oh, and Emma is a grump. She hasnt napped well today. Yay.

Well, anyway, things are being taken care of. Oh yeah, the water also leaked into the laundry room where our storage is. Fun fun.

Today I'm thankful for tender mercies. It could have been so so so much worse. We only lost a few cardboard boxes... But they were just clothes that will now have to be rewashed.

Then Michael left for work three hours late... Then came back home. Then left again for a job interview. Which, he got! Yay!

Terrible start to the day, but good ending so far.

Preview of todays post

Hint. Today I am thankful I've been a good wife and mother and kept the apartment clean. And I'm thankful for plumbers

Tuesday

Today I'm thankful for my sweet husband who does so much to help me everyday.

I'm going to blog every day.

My new goal is to blog daily even if all it says is one thing I'm thankful for. Today, I am thankful n that Emma slept 2.5 hours for a nap.
Michael and I went out to olive garden today to celebrate his birthday this past Saturday. It was good, but our waiter was dreadful.

I'm also going to listen to one church talk every day. Why shouldn't I when they are so readily available to me on the LDS podcasts app?

Pictures from tablet again

Truth be told

The last little while has been so hard! After Christmas I've had such a rough time getting back to school and in the groove of things. Being home with Emma over break was just too special and too much fun. I just don't want to go back. I don't want to miss any more of her life. I hate putting her in a daycare. I'm just not sure I can do it anymore.

I feel like a terrible mom every time I leave Emma in the daycare. She's always sick! If i take off a few days she'll get better but then the day i go back she has a nasty cold again. I hate the thought of missing the first time she crawls or takes a step because she's in there and I'm not around. I know she won't remember that I wasn't there, but I always will. And I'm just not sure I can be that mom. I already have regrets because I haven't been around.

I know 24 hrs a week plus one or two at BYU and any extra hours I put in at cosmetology school doesn't sound like a ton when you think about how much time is actually in a week, but it really is. Especially when I am too tired when I'm finally done with school for the day, to actually do anything with Emma or Michael. Or anything around the house. They both deserve more than that. They deserve more than coming home to spend time with a grumpy, tired, and unsatisfied mother and wife. They deserve to have a mom and wife that has time to do laundry or clean or cook. I just feel like I am failing in so many different ways. It breaks my heart.

The other day I made homemade laundry soap. It was the most fun I've had learning something new in a long time. What does that say about my life? Either that it's really boring or I'm really lame. I'm really lame, but my life is anything but boring. I don't think I've ever been so busy, so stressed in my entire life. Recently I've been way more excited learning about things that relate to my family than ''scholarly'' things.

Don't get me wrong, I love cosmetology and BYU still, its just not worth all the time away from my little family. It's not worth the stress.  I'd love to finish, but I just don't feel like I'm living up to my potential. I want to be a great mom, I want to be a better wife, and I want to be a better friend, that actually has time for people and time to serve. Is that really so wrong?

The world tells me I need an education. I've always been told I need an education. I know its important, but isn't being a mom an education too?  There is so much I can and will learn. 

I'm so tired. I'm worn out and beat up. I just don't know what to do anymore. I'd hate to just be a quitter, especially since I still like what I'm learning. But I LOVE my family. And I love being a mom. I've never dreamed of the day where I would find joy in making laundry soap, or cleaning or cooking or just being a homemaker, but alas that day has come anyway.  When did this happen?

I'm so torn. And so stressed. My heart is breaking because I feel so trapped. I feel like a failure either way I choose. One way I feel like I fail my sweet baby, my wonderful husband who never complains, and myself. The other way I feel like I fail my parents, myself, and the world.

I'm so afraid I'll make the wrong choice.

Pictures i have on my tablet. I'll post better pictures from the camera later

Emma is tall.

Well little emmalynn is a long baby. She's almost outgrown her car seat because of height but isn't even close to the weight limitation. She is 28 inches long as of her 6 month ago p appointment on Monday. That puts her in the 97 th percentile.... At her 4 month she was in the 96 th. However she is only in the 24 th percentile for weight. She is definitely a Evanson baby. Michael was tall and super skinny growing up. The doctor isn't worried about her weight, but said if it drops below 24 th percentile they will start to watch her more closely. She's 14 lbs 15 oz. She's a tall little thing. :-)

Been a while!

Happy new year everyone!
Well emma is six months old! Crazy! She is such a cutie and so silly already. She's got the funniest little personality end is so so stubborn! I think she's going to be a lot like her dad in a lot of ways. She is so smart and logical and gets quite frustrated when she can't quite do something yet because she thinks she should be able to.
She sat up for the first time by herself for more than a minute on Christmas and since then she has gotten really quite good at it. No crawling yet. She doesn't seem to want to, but she does want to be held while you walk around. She also loves sitting in her bumbo. Oh and we got her a jumperoo for Christmas and she absolutely loves it. It didn't take her long at all to figure out what to do.

Our Christmas was really good. We all got what we wanted and we were able to spend time together. We are all sad the break is over. Michael worked quite a bit during vacation though since we just stayed in Provo area. We got to look at some houses though! So that was fun.

Emma is a joy, but definitely keeps me busy and tired. She stopped sleeping through the night and I'm not sure what to do about it. It's just getting worse.

Anyway hope all is well!

The Evansons