Keep moving...

The last three weeks have been insanely busy around our household. 

I finished up my final hours of my capstone experience, cramming half of the hours I had to complete into less than ten days.  Phew - it was crazy, but I got it done!  Last Friday was my pinning ceremony, and Sunday was graduation day.  I have officially completed my BSN!  Now on to the NCLEX, the licensing exam I have to take to get my nursing license and start working as a registered nurse. 

I mentioned in my last post that I received a job offer.  I will be working on a Labor and Deliver/Postpartum unit at one of our local hospitals, pending my passing my licensing exam.  I am very excited about this - it's what I've wanted to do since I went back to school.  I'm hoping to have everything completed and ready to go in early January so that as soon as I receive my license I can get moving.

The kids had their Christmas concert yesterday, and it was adorable as always.  Miss Sunshine has been terribly worried about this concert and was continually talking about what if she messed up.  Well, I kind of expected her to have a major case of stage fright and freeze up based on that.  I couldn't have been more wrong!  She got out there and gave quite the performance.  Monster Boy was a ham, as usual, and rocked his duet again.  He has had a solo or duet in every concert he has been in since the second grade (when they start auditioning for the parts).  He loves performing and has a beautiful voice (I realize I may be biased, but he really does sing well).  Hopefully now that things will be slowing down since I am finished with school, we will be able to get him in to music lessons.  I can't wait to see where he goes with it.

Daddy Mac and I are slowly working on healing.  I still find myself tearing up and crying at random times.  It's been emotionally very difficult.  I'm nearly fully recovered physically (hopefully I gave my last donation of blood to the vampires, er, lab technicians, yesterday), but emotionally is of course another story, as I expected.  One of the few things I had ordered in preparation for a new baby arrived last week, and that was a hard day for sure.  I know it will get better with time, but little reminders here and there can make it hard to get through the day without crying.  I just have to keep working on my feelings and eventually it will get better. 

For now, it's time to look to the future and all the changes it will bring to our family.