12 weeks in an uncharted land

Let me just for a moment talk about how courageous my wife is. Within the first 48 hours of being married to me she survived an almost-fatal, wintry, driving escapade where my truck spun into a junk show on ice, and she faced off toe to toe with a grizzly bear. You would think after that she would be leery of following me anywhere. But she is not so easily stunned. When I told here I got a job in Mesa all she said was "I go where you." Really? After all that I have put her though in our short time together? She still says "I go where you go." Where does she get this kind of courage? This is her moments before facing off with one of Yellowstone's finest... grizzly bears.



So her she is 12 months pregnant in a strange place away from every thing that is familiar. It is hard for both of us at times. Liv seem to be doing well with the pregnancy, no morning sickness or nausea. Occasionally she'll need some food or to sit down, but she seems to be doing well. I really thing she is a brave person. That's what I've learned about her recently. While soft and tender, she is very brave. Taking on this task of having a baby away from family and friends is difficult, but she is tackling it well. Sometimes it gets to be too much and she'll have a breakdown, sometimes I have a breakdown. We're trying not to breakdown at the same time.

objective/purpose

I am not a blogger. I do like to write, or at least I used to. From 2003 to 2006 I kept journals. An in depth look at past entries reveals that I mostly enjoyed documenting new adventures and travels. Trips were recorded with good detail and typically followed by an emotional connection to the experience. Ideas that were new and revolutionary to me at the time were recorded like they were modern revelation. I have found it difficult to continue with my typical journal entries. I realize that these scribbles were simply the result of a boy in his early twenties discovering life, and that they were not so different from any other wonder-lusting, Muir-loving, middle-class-vagabond, baby-boomer-offspring. My love for writing has been encompassed in the discovery of adventure. I feel the the documentation of discovering adventure has been thoroughly covered in my past writings. I have found a new passion.

This is a blog about my wife. In the year that we have been married I have grown to love my wife more than when I married her. While this new revelation my be cliche or ordinary to others, it is new and unique to me. This new kind of emotion is what forces me to this keyboard. I have heard that love can grow, but I have never experienced it until now.

Liv and I are expecting our first child. As I watch her take on this new, difficult, selfless challenge, it makes me love her more. All that Liv has done for me has created a new emotion that needs an outlet. This blog will follow the process of my lovely wife and our unborn child. Along the way I will write about what makes her great, and why I love her.