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.