We have been here, there and everywhere in between during the last 9 weeks. The time has finally arrived to unpack storage and live as a family again—in our own place, with our own things—alas the airlines and their schedules are a fickle thing. And so here we sit waiting, waiting, waiting, hoping and praying that someday soon Tyler will get a call to head back to Dallas for his checkride and to start his IOE (initial operating experience).
This is not ideal.
Instead of moving and settling in to our new place we extended the hold on our apartment and are forced to embrace the gypsy and self storage lifestyle for at least one more month. Lucky for us we have fantastic families who have taken us in and allowed us to invade their homes and lives for who knows how long.
Elizabeth seems to love this life—she is being spoiled by her Grandmas and Grandpas, Aunts and Uncles. She certainly is no worse for the wear (lets just hope we move back to Texas before she out grows all of her cute stuff in storage)…
Monday, September 19, 2011
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Sunday, July 3, 2011
We're On The Move
After one short year we are preparing once again to pack up the entire contents of our little lives and to move. Where are we off to this year you may ask? We don't know... yet.
Tyler has accepted a position as a first officer flying for American Eagle and starts his 6-8 week training in Dallas on July 18th. Hopefully by the end of his first week we will have an assigned base. Then we will be able to start making official plans for our move.
In the meantime, we are working frantically to pack and prepare our possessions for storage. Since our lease is up at the end of the month it seemed to make little sense for Elizabeth and I to stay here while Tyler is off in Dallas so she and I will live as gypsies for a while staying with family here and there.
I am sad, anxious, excited and overwhelmed at the prospect of leaving Midland. We have been truly blessed to with genuine friends and a fantastic ward family. It breaks my heart to leave to them behind. When we moved here a member of our ward told us that the only reason people move to Midland is for a job and the only reason they stay is for the people. How true that is! We have been blessed to live among some of the kindest, most friendly, loving people we have ever know. The friends we have made and the people we have come to know here, members of our faith and not, truly exemplify the meaning of the word saints.
We will miss those we are leaving behind and yet are so excited for this new chapter of our lives. We have been so fortunate and blessed. So here's to boxes, bubble wrap, and tape-- On to a new adventure!
Tyler has accepted a position as a first officer flying for American Eagle and starts his 6-8 week training in Dallas on July 18th. Hopefully by the end of his first week we will have an assigned base. Then we will be able to start making official plans for our move.
In the meantime, we are working frantically to pack and prepare our possessions for storage. Since our lease is up at the end of the month it seemed to make little sense for Elizabeth and I to stay here while Tyler is off in Dallas so she and I will live as gypsies for a while staying with family here and there.
I am sad, anxious, excited and overwhelmed at the prospect of leaving Midland. We have been truly blessed to with genuine friends and a fantastic ward family. It breaks my heart to leave to them behind. When we moved here a member of our ward told us that the only reason people move to Midland is for a job and the only reason they stay is for the people. How true that is! We have been blessed to live among some of the kindest, most friendly, loving people we have ever know. The friends we have made and the people we have come to know here, members of our faith and not, truly exemplify the meaning of the word saints.
We will miss those we are leaving behind and yet are so excited for this new chapter of our lives. We have been so fortunate and blessed. So here's to boxes, bubble wrap, and tape-- On to a new adventure!
Monday, June 20, 2011
One Week Can Change Everything
Two major life changing events have taken place in our little family this past week.
Last Monday, the 13th, we became parents to the sweetest baby girl and today Tyler interviewed and was offered a job with American Eagle Airlines. Hooray for our little family! This has been quite a week!
Congrats babe! You have work hard for this and I am so proud of you!
Who would have though a year ago this time we would have a brand new baby and a job offer for the airlines? My-- what can happen in a week!
Last Monday, the 13th, we became parents to the sweetest baby girl and today Tyler interviewed and was offered a job with American Eagle Airlines. Hooray for our little family! This has been quite a week!
Congrats babe! You have work hard for this and I am so proud of you!
Who would have though a year ago this time we would have a brand new baby and a job offer for the airlines? My-- what can happen in a week!
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Happy Father's Day!
To my love:Happy first Father's Day!
I love you so much and am so proud to be your wife. You are already such a great dad and I am so thankful that our daughter has you for her father-- what a lucky little girl she is!
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Our New Addition
After her long awaited appearance we are pleased to announce the birth of our beautiful little lady:Elizabeth Lee Crowther
Born: June 13, 2011
At: 1:22pm CDT
Weighing: 7 lbs
Measuring: 19 inches long
The Sorted Tale: this little girl was sure in a hurry to get here! I woke up at about 4am feeling rather unwell but, to my knowledge not having contractions just pregnant and miserable. At about 5:30am I started having contractions and by 6am they were strong coming five minutes apart. Tyler convinced me it was time to go to the hospital so after a shower (I had to shave my legs!) and drying my hair we set off for the hospital. As unexpectedly as they began my contractions stopped, yet my doctor said to admit me so at 7am dilated to a 4 we set in for what we thought would be a long day. Little did when know when they broke my water a little over an hour later at a 5 that by lunch time our little darling would be here (sooner if we hadn't had to wait for the doctor). 
We love our little miss Elizabeth more than words can express and we are so grateful to our Heavenly Father for her safe, healthy arrival and for the special addition she is to our little family.
She is the center of our world these days and I am sure that will be the continuing theme from now to forever. Thursday, April 28, 2011
The Days of Our Lives
It is a woman’s plight—counting, always counting.
We count the days of the month and the months of the year. We count the weeks of pregnancy, kicks of babies still in the womb, and the length and amount of contractions in a given day or hour. We are responsible to track hours of infant sleep, ounces consumed, and diapers produced. We count the days, weeks, and months of our children’s lives. (Sigh) I am exhausted!
Add to the list the responsibility to keep tally of the change left in the account, calories consumed, etc. and I suddenly realize why I have such a hard time shutting my mind off. There are so many things to keep track of it seems my brain is forever calculating.
Some of the figures on my mind lately:
1 day to my sweetheart’s birthday
25 days left at work
2 months until my brother comes home
And the biggest one…
33 weeks and 4 days pregnant, only 6.5 weeks to go!
We count the days of the month and the months of the year. We count the weeks of pregnancy, kicks of babies still in the womb, and the length and amount of contractions in a given day or hour. We are responsible to track hours of infant sleep, ounces consumed, and diapers produced. We count the days, weeks, and months of our children’s lives. (Sigh) I am exhausted!
Add to the list the responsibility to keep tally of the change left in the account, calories consumed, etc. and I suddenly realize why I have such a hard time shutting my mind off. There are so many things to keep track of it seems my brain is forever calculating.
Some of the figures on my mind lately:
1 day to my sweetheart’s birthday
25 days left at work
2 months until my brother comes home
And the biggest one…
33 weeks and 4 days pregnant, only 6.5 weeks to go!
Friday, February 11, 2011
Hello in there... anybody home?
Being pregnant is like experiencing 9 months of that night before Christmas feeling. It drives Tyler crazy to see those unopened gifts under the tree. It sometimes seems as if he may burst from the suspense, waiting for the moment he can rip off the paper and play with the fun toys and gadgets that lie inside.
So here we are at 22 weeks—we are half way there—and Tyler is so anxious for this little girl to arrive he can hardly stand it (he is so cute). Isn't the cruel truth about expecting a little one? It’s the longest lesson in patience I have ever experienced—training you up for what’s to come I suppose.
We waited until 11 weeks to get our first glimpse of this little one and to hear her heartbeat and another 9 weeks to definitively say—it's a girl! We are still waiting to feel her squirm, kick or hiccup—anything really.
The worst part may be I have absolutely no control over any of this. I love to make lists and cross off completed tasks. I would carefully plan every aspect of my life if I could—I have certainly tried. Yet despite careful planning no amount of lists will change this little waiting game. We are on her time now—guess I am not very good at waiting for Christmas morning either.
So here we are at 22 weeks—we are half way there—and Tyler is so anxious for this little girl to arrive he can hardly stand it (he is so cute). Isn't the cruel truth about expecting a little one? It’s the longest lesson in patience I have ever experienced—training you up for what’s to come I suppose.
We waited until 11 weeks to get our first glimpse of this little one and to hear her heartbeat and another 9 weeks to definitively say—it's a girl! We are still waiting to feel her squirm, kick or hiccup—anything really.
The worst part may be I have absolutely no control over any of this. I love to make lists and cross off completed tasks. I would carefully plan every aspect of my life if I could—I have certainly tried. Yet despite careful planning no amount of lists will change this little waiting game. We are on her time now—guess I am not very good at waiting for Christmas morning either.
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