Well as usual I am at a loss of how to introduce something (such as a blog). So I will cut to the point and avoid fancy words and glorious statements of why I am now, hopefully, going to begin a blog.
Randy (my husband) and I will be abandoning our near-simple lives in Texas and moving to Scotland. Randy has been accepted to a masters program at St. Andrews University, which means we will have the joy of living in this rainy cold place for a year. Along with this monumentous move over the ocean, we will be expecting our first child in October.
So this blog is generally dedicated to the keeping of myself sane in a new land, and with something so big changing my life, a baby.
So, a few details to flesh myself and my story out.
Randy and I met in September of 2009, quickly fell in love, and were married in June of 2010. We have had the joy of living in several places such as Abilene (TX), Houston, Fort Worth, and even South Bend (IN).
In February of this year we discovered that we are the parents of a tiny precious gift, due to arrive October 13th. The news of a surprise baby was a total shock to both of us, but now, with every kick in my belly, we are growing more and more anxious for "Little One" to arrive.
A few months after learning we were going to be parents we had the choice of decided where we would go next. Randy's college career led him to three universities to choose from; Wheaton in Illinois, Oxford in England, or St. Andrews in Scotland. I still find it funny that my husband had Oxford as a "back up choice" for college. He is a brilliant young man, and a very hard worker, something I love to brag about.
In the end, he chose to attend St. Andrews, where he will have the opportunity to study Systematical and Historical Theology (Ancient Christianity).
I of course am very back and forth about this. I have the huge adventure ahead of me of living in Scotland. Who in their right mind hasnt dreamed of this kind of thing? We will be at one of the oldest universities in the world, right next to the ocean, and in a land so beautiful that tourists and photographers flock to it in mass. However, on the other hand, I am terrified. I am expecting a baby, which will be born in this new land which I know nothing about health care wise. I will be away from everything and everybody I know. I will no longer have my precious horses, Epona and Clippy, or my parents which have become by far the best friends I have. On top of all of this, I know nothing about babies. Nothing! Everybody tells me the same thing "oh don't worry it will all come to you instinctively". Which I typically give an inner growl to and think of how I know this already, but the concept of facing childcare without my mother or sister leaves me petrified in fear.
Yet through it all I know I will be okay. How do I know this? Well it just so happens that I am married to Randy. Randy is amazing, he is my closest companion, and truest of loves. I could go anywhere with him and be content as long as he was nearby. With him, I know I can live in this land of no walmarts. With him I will learn to face the horrid rain that plagues Scotland. With him, I will raise this baby to be a strong little Christian. With him, I will be able to fill a good deal of the hole in my heart that will appear when I have to say goodbye to my family.
So really and truly I am excited. I have my husband, my faith, and soon I will have a tiny baby to bring me sleepless nights filled with joy and caring.
To those of you who finished reading this whole shpeel I commend you for your bravery and excellence. I hope you will continue to check in on me, and perhaps even drop me an encouraging note here and there.
Have a wonderful day,
Kristen
