My wonderful Bens


Ain't he lovely?!
i am very thankful for him!
Coco starts KINDERGARTEN tomorrow, and Eowyn starts SECOND GRADE!
I have a job as a midwife at Epworth Hospital in Melbourne, Australia on Dec 7th, and Bens is going to Massachussets for two weeks training as a Son-Rise autism spectrum play therapist on September 16th.
All this change and transition is wearing me out.
Our friend Russell introduced us to the 9th Dr Who at our Dr Who party on Monday, and Bens and i have been watching a few episodes each evening./
Teeth are supposed to be being brushed, however shenanigans have overtaken ablutions...
love megs

Comments

gretta at lothlorien said…
A lovely photo of Bens. Congrats, both on the Epworth, and the Massachussetts course. Love
Wed Sept 09, 04:48:00 pm AEST
Joe said…
yey, good work!
Thu Sept 10, 03:08:00 am AEST
caroline said…
Hey Meg!! Thats great you got a midwife job!
And yes I can only imagine where you go through right now!!! Big changes!! Take it esay..... realax :-)
I pray for you! And I really wouled love to talk to you :-) I´ve got some news.... love caro.
Thu Sept 10, 04:00:00 am AEST
Anonymous said…
Congrats on your job, Megs. Will you be full-time?

I know what you mean about transitions being stressful. I feel exhausted from all the changes the last year has wrought in our lives.

Kate
Sun Oct 11, 11:32:00 am AEDT
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