Making our house a home...

Just a quick note from work at St. Marks. Life is still a bit crazy. This move has been rougher than I thought it would be. We are getting settled ok. The boys have all finally made some friends. I was worried Josh would not have anyone his age in the neighborhood but he has made some friends that live just around the corner. We have now been in the house for 1 week. Our internet and phone is suppose to be up by Monday. My fridge is still on back order- thank heavens for a small second fridge in the garage. The window blinds are up but no pictures on the walls yet- I hope to get to that this week. Last weekend I cried more than I thought I would. Curled up on the bed in Robin's arms and just asked him to take us home (to I.F.). I miss my house, yard, garden, trees, laundry room, Josh's room, friends and neighbors. Bless his little-BIG heart! He just let me cry and continues to reassure me everyday that this is a good move for our family.

Our ward is nice but very small. There are more older people in it. We heard many comments about members praying us into the ward, along with the 2 other new families. They have been very welcoming. I have wondered and even asked Robin if we chose the right neighborhood. He quickly points out we felt right about this home and move before we decided. He reminds me how Satan is working on my weaknesses. -See, I told you he was great! I am not sure why we had to make this move. Life was good in I.F. and I loved the house and our neighborhood but I am determined to learn what He has in store for my family and for ME. Each day I watch the boys grow closer together as they look to each other as playmates. I count my blessings for an incredible husband who works hard to support his family physically, emmotionally, and spiritually. He has grown a lot this past month or so. I have much to be thankful for and that is my focus to carry me through the rough times.

St. Marks is an incredible hospital. I hear so many good things about it here and so far, they are all true. The people have been a delight to meet and are very welcoming! Transfering turned out to be a piece of cake. The staff is cheerful and really enjoy working here. The 45 minute drive will be a challenge but I managed to get home this morning safely after sleeping only 5 hours yesterday. (I had worked the previous night as well). As usual, some of the docs are great; others have little to be desired. It was nice to come and have some sense of "normalcy"; the charting is the same and the patients are the same. It made me feel like I could go into auto mode just a bit. I do miss the routine of joking with Dr. Gorman and seeing Dr. Hodson arrive at the crack of dawn in his blue scrubs and long white coat. They are great docs and I truely enjoyed working with them, among others. I have an interesting perspective coming from EIRMC, an HCA hospital to St. Marks, another HCA hospital. Pro's and con's from both hospitals ways of doing things. Hopefully, I can provide some useful insite.

Hopefully we will have home internet soon and I will be able to reconnect with the outside world. I will post pictures then. No crafting happening anytime soon but I am at least able to digital scrapbook.

I am so thankful for my family. My sisters came over several evenings after work to help pack and clean. Mom and dad spent 3 days packing and moving us down here and my brother got us a semi to move with and drove it down to Tooele. Uhaul would have cost us a fortune!! They all helped to pack us up and then unpack us when we arrived. Family is great!

We miss all of you (a certain few especially-you know who you are)! But all in all our house is becoming home.....