Sunday, January 28, 2018

Physical Assistant White Coat Ceremony

I have been MIA from most all social media since I started PA school last year. It is weird getting back to the blog after so long of being away. But Blake and I decided we love looking back at all these memories. So here we go again. Starting with the end of 2017 at my White Coat Ceremony. 
^^ These girls got me through school. Blake and Lizzy supported me and helped me from home. However, without these girls inside the classroom I would not have survived this year. 
^^ finding the family in the crowd... my eyes were only for Lizzy. She has not understood why I have been so absent this past year, and yet still loves me. 
^^ #1 husband of the year. He spent the year being and doing everything! working full-time and coming home to cleaning, cooking, taking care of bedtimes, planning play dates and Saturday adventures. He let me spend 10-12 hours at the library on Saturdays and every free minute studying. Out of all this he only asked once if I would come home early from the library.  If I were ever getting down on my self for slacking at home, he would only lift me up and make me feel better. It was sad not spending as much time with Lizzy this year, but it has been a special year seeing them grow closer.
^^ I could not ask for a better support system. 
 ^^ best desk mate ever!!!
I remember my Dad's PA graduation when I was 9. At the time I was struggling in school. All I wanted was to follow in his footsteps, but never thought I would be able to. As my own graduation gets closer I can't believe how far I have come. I have loved, and hated PA school. There were times I didn't think I could make it through didactic year. There were times I didn't want to spend another day studying. There has been a lot of sacrifices from everyone this year, but we have all come out better people. 
I thought I was continuing my education for myself. I wanted to be here since I was 9. Something I needed to take time away from my family to do. But by doing so I am surprised how I came out a better person for my family. 
Now I'm off to a year of rotations in different medical specialties. I'm excited to get out of the class room and seeing patients. But more importantly spending more time with my family. 

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

The Biggest, Loudest, Craziest 3rd Birthday Party EVER!!

^^T-Tia killing the costume game as Bellatrix

Being that Halloween was in the middle of a school week, plus we were still trying to make up days we missed from Hurricane Irma, I was not sure we were going to be able to have a Halloween/Lizzy Birthday party this year. However, with the help of my Mom and Blake we were able to pull it off. My sister Jari, also surprised me and flew in for the party. It was so much fun. We stayed up watching stranger things and making last minute costumes for my school Halloween party. With her help we ended up winning the costume contest at school then I skipped out of school early to spend time with her. 
We love our little 3 year old so much!
Photos from school. 

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Sunday, June 12, 2016

London, England

We ended our trip back in London. By this time we were experts at our travel routine, but oh so tired. That did not stop us from getting out and seeing some of the sights. But the cold and the fact that everything seemed to cost much more in London, we found ourselves spending a lot of time finding refuge in cafes. As we found comfort in a warm cup of hot chocolate, we got to reflect on this wonderful trip, our time in college, and the new life we would start when we got home.
Our last day there we headed home early to order pizza and watch a movie. We needed time to relax and recharge before the long flight home. Thank goodness the flight home was the exact opposite from our flight there. Lizzy was an angle and slept almost the entire time. 
We headed back to the states with little to no regrets but after a month of traveling we were happy to be home.

Sunday, June 5, 2016

Paris, France

Our time in France was much more pleasant then we had expected. I don't know why people say the french are rude and expect you to speak perfect french when you visit. We did not get that vibe at all. I mean the subways were disgusting, and some of the alleyways smelled like pee, but all that can be forgotten once you get a crepe in your hand. I know many people are Nutella fanatics fans, but I am not one of those people. So my favorite crepe was sugar and fresh lemon juice. You should give it a try.
We could see the Notre Dame from our hostel, so we started our day off there.
While we were in Paris we decided to walk a lot more than ride the subway. I love seeing a city while walking through the streets. A few things that were different about Paris were the sidewalk vendors. I know a lot of cities have street vendors, but in Paris they are all uniformed and it was like walking through a flea market as we made our way around the city. I also loved the Paris roof tops, I feel like they are so distinct from other cities.
After we got to the Louvre and saw the line to get in, we almost changed our minds about going inside. However, because we had Lizzy we got pushed to the front without waiting. Then she took a nap while we enjoyed the museum. Everyone knows the Mona Lisa is on display there, but what is more impressive about it is the amount of people that go to see the painting. As for Blake and I, our favorite parts were learning about the history of the building, and seeing the remains of the old medieval castle. Plus the newer parts, like Napoleons apartments. Then it is always fun coming across paintings we have studied, and others you wonder why we have not studied. 
After the the Louvre we ate our way down avenue des Champs-Elysées to the Arc de Triomphe.
Then finally to the Eiffel Tower. We chose this as our last stop because we wanted to see the tower in the day and after sunset. While we waited for the sun to set we found things to occupy our time, like go on Lizzy's first carousel. Oh, and watching all the wine venders trying to sell even more alcohol to drunk tourists. It still was a stretch to stay for the light show, Lizzy was getting grumpy, but once the tower lit up she was mesmerized. I barely watched the show myself, because I could not seem to stop watching Lizzy watch the show. Even something like the Eiffel Tower is nothing compared your child's eyes light up. 
We loved our time in Paris, our only regret is not walking by the Moulin Rouge.