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Fresh start

  Christmas came and went and it was lovely. Busy, but lovely nonetheless. Mom was here celebrating her 60th birthday and it was fun to have her. We saw the Forgotten Carols & Christmas lights, shopped, ate, and crammed as many things in as we could. By the end of it all I was exhausted, but isn't that always the case that time of year?
  The new year has been full of change already and I was right not to hold my breath. After only a week of Russ being on day shift, the company decided to make their employees as miserable as possible, and take weekends away from almost everyone. Russ opted to go back to the graveyard shift for the sake of making it to church, he now has Wednesday & Thursday nights off, so he sits at home alone on his days off while everyone else is gone, then goes back to work when the rest of us are just starting our weekend, causing me to spend my weekend yelling at the kids to be quiet while dad sleeps. In case you can't tell, I'm not thrilled. Still, we have much to be thankful for and are trying desperately to focus on the positive.
  On another note, for the last while we've been having some testing done for Zoey at school. She has been struggling in many areas and I've felt that it's time to do something. The school has put an IEP (individualized education plan) in place so she can get the extra help she needs and I feel blessed to have such good people working with her. We will be seeing a child psychologist in March and I'm tracking all of her food intake this month to check for internal issues and food intolerances, that poor little girl always seems to have a tummy ache! It's all a lot to manage but I'm optimistic that we will figure things out so that life can be a little better for her. 
  I'm approaching 40 and think I might be going through some kind of midlife crisis. From the wrinkles & adult acne to the extra 15 pounds, I feel like physically, I'm falling apart and I'm not emotionally prepared to handle it. I used to be so cute, what the hell happened?!? 
  Anyway, overall life is good and we are very blessed. I have a beautiful family and a husband who still whistles at me when I get out of the shower... cellulite and all!

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