We turned 34!

*This post got deleted from my blog, so I am re-posting it.*
We were excited and felt very blessed to have our birthdays. What a great time to reflect on all the challenges and triumphs that life has offered us. I turned 34 on October 14, just six days before Jeremy turned 34 on October 20. We had the privilege of being in Rome at the time, an absolutely incredible place.
 

At home, we enjoyed some simple birthday traditions with the boys. Our family’s birthday traditions consist of a dinner out to eat, cake at home, singing all 8 or 9 birthday songs that we know, spending about an hour talking about all the things the birthday person learned and experienced throughout the year, and as a way to “give back” for all that we’ve been blessed with, the birthday person chooses a special service to do.

My birthday service this year was a little different than most I’ve done. Even though I didn’t want to do this, I knew back in the spring that I needed to make it my birthday service. I came to a point where I could not ignore my increasing fatigue, back pain and other issues that have slowly gotten worse. I was getting discouraged that my young body was behaving more like a 74-year-old body, and even more discouraged that a chiropractor pointed this out to me. I decided the time had come to stop making excuses and to actually be serious about proper SELF CARE. I knew my husband and children depended on it. So I forced myself to make this my focus for my birthday and really the whole year.

This self care business has been the hardest service I’ve ever done. Most difficult has been facing the hard truth that no one is going to take care of myself except ME. And if I don’t, then my whole family suffers, not just me.
My efforts have been met with lots of dissapointment and set backs, even up to today. The smallest things like keeping a doctor appointment amid so many other commitments, or ignoring rude comments from nay-sayers about my health choices are really hard, especially when it was not easy to finally take the plunge to do all of this. 
I am trying!! That’s all I can do. I’m focusing on taking baby steps and celebrating how far I’ve come. In the past 8 months, I’ve been able to overcome many emotional barriers to getting better, and I’ve gained a sense of empowerment to get the care I want and need for my body. I’ve worked on accepting my body’s imperfections that I have little control over, such as grey hairs. You’ll notice I’ve come to genuinely love all my silver streaks!

I’ve gone through the hassel of working with three different health care professionals until I found the right one for me. (My sister, Dr Desha, is the best! Stay tuned for a blog post about my trip to see her). I finally got proper bloodwork done (I’ve got anemia, hypothyroidism, adrenal fatigue, etc). I’ve recieved perscriptions for various supplements, I’m actually taking them, and they are making a difference in my daily life! My next steps are figuring out how to keep healthy food in the house (it all runs out so fast!) and engaging in regular excersize. 

Jeremy’s birthday service was a quest into finding more information about his family history, particularly with finding more stories and pictures of the ancestor names he already knows about. In October, he easily spent 20+ hours doing research, but it has been ongoing. Along with more photos, he’s been able to find living relatives that we didn’t know about, and lots of fun stories from old newspapers that have recently been put online. He recently went to Cedar Rapids, Iowa, (3 hour drive) to find family documents and pictures that aren’t online yet. It’s been awesome to see him so engaged in learning about our family and eager to share the information with everyone to help pass on the family legacies. Sometimes he won’t go to sleep until I literally pull him away from pedigrees and obituaries. I know that all the work he is doing is blessing his life and our entire family’s lives!