Roundup

Look for the roundup later today. I have a CLO event today and will work on it later. Thank God (and Kolbi) for the new easier format!

Catching Up

I've been away from the blogosphere for a long time and just caught up on a friends blog.

My friend is Jen, and she's going through some horrible things right now. However, it seems that things are going better than expected and her outlook is pretty happy considering her circumstances. Please take a look at her story and keep her and her family in your prayers.

To Travel or Not to Travel (for Thanksgiving)...That is the Question

This week I'm hosting the State Department Blog Roundup. My theme for submissions (of course non themed submissions will be accepted as well) is about the upcoming holiday.

Do you go to the US? Do you stay at post? If you stay at post - do you take a local trip for the holiday? And even a little off topic...what kind of Thanksgiving traditions have you tried to keep while living abroad?

I can't believe that Thanksgiving (and therefore my son's birthday - because he was born the day before) are right around the corner - literally! It's next week people! You know what that means about Christmas...hm...maybe I should do some shopping.

You can leave your submissions here, or send them to sara(at)teamroy(dot)com

What the What?!

Ok, so John and I wanted to get pregnant and have a baby while we were in Costa Rica. We thought since it usually takes us a bit over a year to get pregnant we'd finish the pill after my August supply. So we did. And three weeks later he impregnated me!

When I told John I was pregnant he was in a state of disbelief. There was about five "what?!"'s and a bunch of "you're kidding me"'s thrown in between. He then asked to see the test for proof.

Yep honey...it's true. We're going to have another baby. A whole year before we thought we would. Of course I was ecstatic immediately, I think John was in shock for about a week.

I had a six week sonogram to see the baby, confirm the due date, and we got to see the heart beat which was only about a day or two old. So cool! I'm really excited about this one. It's going to be great to have a baby overseas.

Happy Anniversary Love!!

This has been an amazing nine years! I can't imagine my life with anyone else, and I don't want to. You are wonderful.

Birthdays in the Foreign Service

This weeks assignment for the Roundup is...well...I bet you can guess.

We've all had one birthday in the Foreign Service so far. Malachi is about to celebrate his second. Last year his birthday party was great. We had been in Virginia for long enough to have good friends and they came over to celebrate his life. It was a typical American birthday party (except for the piñata, which he just had to have) and Malachi loved it. He was given many awesome gifts, and much love by his friends.

John had a special birthday party because his birthday happened to coincide with the season premiere of LOST. So at about 9:30 everyone who wasn't staying for LOST left. About 12 people stayed for the premiere and really had a good time.

Just a few days later Simon's birth day happened in the midst of some of the worst winter storms VA had seen in many years. It's very, very memorable.

My birthday was in the middle of the move from VA to Costa Rica so we didn't celebrate. I'm planning a blow out party for my 30th birthday next year.

And here we are...14 days before Malachi's next birthday. Because we've been so busy we've barely  had time to plan anything. But we're going to try to have the typical American birthday party again. I'm sure it'll be great and he'll love it. He's going to be 5...that's crazy.

Hair Cut

Malachi got a hair cut. Oh the difference three years makes. He used to cry and fight and hate getting his hair cut. Today he laughed, it tickled him. It's so much easier this way.

I saw a picture of my future today at the pelaqueria (hair cutting place) when a two year old had to be held down by his mom and another stylist while his stylist attempted cutting his hair. It looked horrible. And I knew deep down inside that I wasn't done with the crying and fighting and hair cut hating...oh well.