Perfektly Mary

Taking a break from the drama, Dustin and I dropped the babies off at the grandparents Wednesday and headed for the mountains.  His family has been building this cute cabin in Duck Creek, Utah.  They’ve built it bolt by bolt, log by log.  It would be so cool to live in a house that you touched every part of.  My family just had a mountain home built in North Carolina as well.  We would love to have our own vacation home one day and decided it would probably involve water.  House boat?  Some hut in the Fuji Islands?

We’ve had a blast four wheeling around, exploring caves and taking much needed naps.  I can’t remember the last time I slept through the night or woke up when my body was ready rather then to the baby alarm clock. Speaking of babies, I miss them so much.  I miss playing “I’m gonna get you” with Maddie, and all the squeals that ensue.  I miss the afternoon naps with Christian on my chest. (His dad is happily taking over those). 

There isn’t cell phone service or internet at the cabin. It’s been so nice to be completely out of touch and forced to relax. Today, we had to drive an hour to Cedar City in order to log on. (Dustin had to have an IM meeting for Bajooter). Dustin’s mom just texted me and let me know that BOTH kids are sick AND Christian is cutting his first tooth!  That reminds me… I want to hurry back to the hammock and lay there with a New Castle for a long, long time.

It’s been about a 50/50 ratio of great times to arguing.  At the beginning of the trip we prayed that this would be a time of healing, restoration and forgiveness.  Neither one of us have the illusion that this trip will fix everything.  Like someone said “If it takes 5 years to walk into the forest, it will take 5 years to walk out”…or something like that.  Yesterday we pretty much bickered and argued all day but I’m actually thankful for it.  We have the luxury of being able to talk things out and get to the bottom of what’s really going on without having to cut things off because we have to be somewhere, or the babies need us or someone is knocking on our door.  It’s just him, me, and our God that wants our marriage to work!

I’m all about cliff hangers…wouldn’t it be funny if I was pregnant?  I’ve been having cravings, getting nauseous, and moody.  Maybe it’s a tradition with us to get pregnant when our infant is 3 months old.  I’ve taken two pregnancy tests over the past 3 weeks that came out negative.  I’m still not convinced though.       …..we’ll see

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