The Past Six Months

I am not good at updating a blog, and I apologize to all of those who are interested in reading it (Tara). Anywho, I also don't update it because my camera broke. Which is a good thing it broke now instead of when my kids who don't exist yet were starting to walk, or talking, or doing funny little things. Or even worse, what if it had broken when me and my Husband first met, and I forgot to make the " This is where it all starts" Album on facebook and I didn't have pictures of every second we spend together. That would be a disaster. So lets all be glad it broke now, and I have a while to go get a new one before all that stuff happens.

Anywho in the last six months.
(Disclaimer I will be stealing the following photo's from other people.)

I moved to Provo into the Sperry House with 8 other girls, one being my sister Court. I moved down there to go to school. The school thing didn't last long but I had a blast getting close with the girls, and  having fun with friends I had met before when I moved down there.

These girls are not all roomates, but its the only picture I have with all of us in it.

Back Row- Me, Not one, Kelly, Becca, Annie, Abbie, Not one

Front Row- Not one, Not one, Marrissa, Not one, Not one, and Christine. If that makes Sense :)

 I loved It down there !!

When I move down there I decided to quite my job up at Primary Childrens and Find a Job down there. It was really hard to leave primaries for many reasons. One of the main reason's was because as long as I could remember I had wanted to work in the NICU. Once I started working up there I realized how much I loved it, and I want to go back once I graduate from College!!  I also hated leaving because of the people I met up there! I loved working with people who were so funny, friendly, and brilliant. I loved working with nurses, nurse practitioners, Fellows,  and Doctors who were so willing to let me listen to what was going on and watch procedures and just learn about the unique things that go on up at Primaries. I loved it there. 

  

So when I got the Job on the Mom/Baby unit at American Fork Hospital It was quite the Change. It was hard to adjust to. But It has been totally worth it. At first anytime the health babies would do anything funky or weird I would automatically think something was very wrong with them because that's where my head had been. It was hard being on a unit where it was healthy people, happy people, where death was not it the back of the parents head. I don't think people understood why I wouldn't like being on a healthy floor rather then a NICU. But It was all I knew, it was what I was used to and I hated the change at first. But I have come to love it. I love being able to be a part of the care given to the mom and the babies. I love the people I work with, I love the place I work, and I love sending home healthy babies just days after they are born. :) It's different but it is a good different. 

With school, I moved to Provo to try school out at UVU. It sucked. I didn't think I hated school, just thought I hated going to school. Oh no I hated going to school at UVU.  So I quit, not surprising to most of those who know me. So when I moved back home I signed up for classes at SLCC for this summer and so far (1 week) they are going great. I am actually enjoying them this time around. I can't quit, or I won't have health insurance and for someone like me its less of a pain to pay tuition and go to class then try to be an adult.

During the long break I had of school. I spent a lot of time with friends, family and working.  So here are some pictures. :) Enjoy 

The sisters and Corgan. 

Ben, Me, Taya, Shaun

Sisters at Cassi's Graduation From SlCC

 Amber, James, and I after Dying easter eggs 

 

And of course here is Corgan, I just Love this Kid. He is the Cutest little guy ever!! I love that if you ask him " What does Kenzie Say?" He replies with " Hey" He says it right to, not just Hey, but Hey . .

So thats whats going on in my life. See ya again in six months. Or maybe I wll catch onto this blog thing. . . .