The Play's (was) the Thing

Another Christian Youth Theater (CYT) play has come and gone. I am not exaggerating when I say that Sleeping Beauty has been our lives for the past two weeks. Wild Thing, Princess Pink, and I did get a break from waiting at the 3 hour rehearsals because of the generosity of a friend. The Crafter was able to ride with her and her family. I remain grateful. If you happen to be reading this, chocolate is heading your way when we get back on regular schedule.

This year the Crafter was the sky/sea, a maid, and a jewelry salesperson. The Crafter and her friends performed brilliantly last Thursday, Friday, and Saturday.

We had a surprise last Tuesday. One of the cast members was sick and the Crafter was called in to do Princess age 8. She did beautifully. She mastered a dance and a few lines in only two rehearsals. The sick cast member recovered and was able to go on Thursday, but the director allowed the Crafter to perform the princess role on Friday. That was the night our AWANA girls came to see the play.

Needless to say, we were and are still tired, but CYT is worth it. Sleeping Beauty was spiritually twisted to be an allegory of Creation to Revelation. The Gospel is clearly presented. The princess must choose between the Shepherd, Jesse, and Prince Tromperie, the Deceiver. When the princess says "I want Jesse," Tromperie causes her to fall asleep--death. She is awakened for her marriage at the end of the age.

Unexcused Absences

I've been a negligent blogger once again. Suffice it to say...

 

the Crafter turned 12 in September,

we welcomed a new neice on her birthday,

Princess Pink turned 6 in November,

we celebrated Christmas,

and Wild Thing turned 8 shortly after.

2012 Health Goals

I've been tired for 6 years. Nothing is really "wrong" with me according to most of my bloodwork and the medical profession. In October 2010, I was diagnosed with iron deficient anemia despite having a normal hemoglobin count.  Since then I have tried several supplements with little success.

This year I am taking charge of my health. I cannot be the wife and mother God wants me to be if I continue this way. I could take the physical tiredness if it weren't for the mental fog.

Goal #1: Continue with supplements (iron and vitamin D) to get my levels up to normal.

Goal #2: Greatly reduce wheat. I've been reading Wheat Belly and it makes a lot of sense. It will be difficult because the Historian is a bread man.

Goal #3: Daily exercise. Daily. No matter how I feel. No matter how tired I am. I must make myself do this. I must not let my family distract me.

Goal #4: Find a new, supportive doctor. I am dreading this. It took me forever to find the one who finally ordered the blood test to figure out the iron stores deficiency. There are several reasons why I am not going back to this provider. The office is too far away, and there have been some questionable practices by the office staff.  I need someone who will look at my entire picture, not just the female issues.  When I mentioned joint pain, she said that she didn't deal with "stuff like that".  I need someone who is supportive of natural care and doesn't reach for the prescription pad by default. It's a tall order.