So here we go.
Recap: Last time I updated this blog, I was hoping to pass the NBCOT boards and keep my job at Florida Hospital in Palm Coast.
Update: I did in fact pass my boards, though taking them was probably one of the worst 4 hour stretches in my life. I was mind numbingly bored but at the same time had to focus on every questions in order to not have to re-live that hell. I continued working at Florida Hospital in Palm Coast in their pediatric outpatient clinic 3 days a week as well as their inpatient acute 2 days a week. I loved it. I loved the people I worked with and I loved my patients. I did not love the 30 minute commute. Living in Lutz now *spoiler alert* that seems like very little time. In Saint Augustine, 30 minutes may as well be an hour. I worked there for a little over a year and then moved to a SNF in St. Augustine literally within a mile from our home on King St. I also loved working there, and I also loved my patients.
Shortly after starting at St. Augustine Health & Rehab, we found out I was pregnant. This was not one of those times when we just happen to get pregnant. We had been trying. For over a year (which I now realize is not long at all, but when you're in the thick of it and people around you get pregnant like there's nothing to it. . . a year is a painstakingly long period of time). Through medication and drastic diet changes, we FINALLY got pregnant. If you are having trouble getting pregnant and you would like someone to talk to about it/hear what we did/are just curious you are welcome to contact me.
I told Zach in a sweet way, hopefully I will be able to upload that video at a later time because his reaction was priceless. Soon after I found out I was pregnant (which was already early) I felt horrible and went in to see my gyno. She did a quick scan. With an exacerbated sigh and *literally* her head on my knee, she said, "Oh, I see why you're feeling so bad! Looks like you may be having triplets!" "Well, isn't God funny" I thought. Very quickly followed by tachycardia and, "God is with me, if He has blessed us with 3 babies than surely He has equipped us with the ability to care for them." I text Zach, who was parking the car because I didn't think this check was going to be anything big. As he walked into the room they asked him, "Well, how high can you count?" ---Can I just say that I didn't like this. Why would you ask him that? That sounds like he's going to be having like 9 babies because 9/10 is a high number. 3/10. . .not so high, I mean, it's still below 5. Eventually (about 30 minutes later---30 WHOLE MINUTES LATER) another scan was done on a bigger machine and I was in fact ONLY pregnant with twins. "Twins. . .2 babies. . .well I have two arms. . .I can handle that." Logic, folks. That's how I get through life. Or just blindly rambling on until I am able to catch my footing.
8 and a half months later, Adeline Hazel and James Ezekiel Grant came into this world at a wopping 5.5lbs and 5.9lbs. My c-section was amazing and the most comfortable I have ever felt in my life ( relatively). They were and still are amazing kids. Within weeks of their birth, Zach got a job working in Tampa as Director of Special Needs Ministry. We traded in Zachs Volvo for a minivan (if you scoff at this, you clearly don't have two kids or you opted for some higher priced SUV with worse gas mileage) to which I say, "To each their own." We moved from St. Augustine to a rental (which my lovely parents found for us) in Tampa, lived there for about 6 months then purchased our home in old Lutz. It's on a cul-de-sac, a little over a half acre of land, and we love it. I eventually started working in home health and Zach still has his job at St. James UMC.
We love our little life here in Lutz. We do miss our friends in St. Augustine, however we do get to visit them often. St. Augustine will always hold a strong place in our hearts. It's where we fell in love, where we graduated from and where our babies were born.
Love you. Bye.
