New life, in more ways than one
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New life, in more ways than one

Forgive me bloggers, for I have disappeared. It has been over a year since my last post.

And so much in my life has changed. The past year has been an absolute whirlwind of change, and I welcomed it with open arms.

My job in Wellington ended in May last year. Thanks to a wonderful woman I used to work for, I was blessed to begin two part-time jobs in Christchurch, to make up one full-time job. For the first three months after my job ended, I lived in Christchurch and Ben stayed in Wellington with our lovely kitties until our lease there ended.

Ben and the kitties joined me in July, when we were lucky to find a reasonably priced rental in Christchurch among horrible rising rent prices. So many houses were damaged or demolished due to the earthquakes, which has resulted in a shortage of affordable housing here. It’s not a spacious house, by any means; it’s about half the size of our home on the Kapiti Coast, and only $30 cheaper per week, but it’s a good little house.

Ben found a new job as well and life for us resumed the familiarity that we once knew; we were home again.

While we were up north, I was on my way to being diagnosed with polycystic ovarian syndrome. I had started that journey before we left Christchurch in 2012, but it took forever to find a doctor’s office that was accepting new patients on the Kapiti Coast/in Wellington. I picked it up again when I returned to Christchurch. My very first blood tests pointed to the possibility of me actually being pregnant, which hadn’t happened on its own even though we hadn’t been preventing pregnancy for over two years. Ben and I really thought it wasn’t possible for us to conceive naturally at that point, but alas, we finally did it!

We built dreams and hopes for the new life I was busy growing. We planned and prepared. We were so ready. We had been waiting for this for so long.

In June 2014, our family grew by two tiny feet when our daughter was born. Her birth story and journey thus far will come in another post, one that I desperately need to write for myself.

For now, I am amazed at how quickly days blur into nights and back to days again. And at how well I am surviving on naps (reminding me of my days as a breakfast chef). And how astonishing it is that I can love someone so fiercely that I’ve only known for two months. And how lucky I am to have such a devoted husband, who is becoming the most wonderful father to Vivian.

New life, in more ways than one

What’s new in your world?

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