The move to San Jose has been... challenging. There was need for readjustment into my new life here. Even though I haven't wanted to be back, especially in my parents house, I have found ways to cope because I know I need to do this for James. My goal is to stabilize now so we can have a smoother life later. (I told God I needed less life-altering moments.)
The harder part of my journey was reincorporating my parents back into my daily life. A phone call everyday isn't the same as your mother yelling at you from the other room, while you're on the phone with a client. We had different ways of doing things, different ways of handling our daily tasks and different ways of dealing with my "situation". While being pregnant was a joy for me, I think my mom hardly wanted to mention this was really happening. It was a big change. It was going to take her time and I knew to try to not take things personal.
Sarrah and Rhonda had mentioned that, in time, she will come around. I think I only partly believed this. Sarrah and I knew, however, that if anything was going to make her turn, shopping would be her down fall. (I was sure that after James was born, he would be receiving his own little shoes from zappos.com.)
My mom went to Costco yesterday. When she came home, I helped her unload the car and I went back to work. Later, she came into my room with a bag from Target. She told me how she wanted to be the "first" and excitedly asked me to open the bag.
Inside was a little baby blanket and a little outfit for James. (Both in the colors I have expressed that I enjoyed.)
It may have seemed small to her... She may have been more excited about the awesome deal she just got (which really was amazing). But to me, it was more than that. More than words can express. My heart swelled. Holding back tears, I smiled, thanked her and hung up the little outfit in my closet.
It was another one of those life-altering moments.
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