More

Before moving to Tucson, I felt an immense amount of trepidation. As a friend put it today, I felt very bipolar about the whole ordeal. One foot was firmly planted and content living in Yuma, while the other itched for more. What exactly this "more" was could not easily be defined. After spending a week here, I can now remember and somewhat clearly express the "more." The atmosphere here is different. It is beautiful. Huge mountains meet your gaze at every angle. I just realized yesterday while folding clothes that my bedroom has a mountain view. I can actually see a whole mountain out of my window. There is something so majestic about these mountains. I have often heard people describe mountains in this manner, but I never really got it until now.

Tucson makes me work. It makes me get out of my comfort zone and be more. In one week Luke and I have probably accomplished more than we did in the last four months spent in Yuma. He is now enrolled in a gymnastics class, that he loves, once a week. And much to Matt's dismay, only because he is not a morning person, we will be on a field of some sort every Saturday morning for the next 9 weeks at 8 am for Luke to take a mini-sports class. He will preview and learn soccer, football and t-ball. He is psyched, but still wants to do karate. We'll have to see when to fit that in, though he has assured me that he will not punch anyone in the face :). Additionally, I finally took a prenatal yoga class on Saturday. It doesn't get my hyped like Zumba, but I enjoyed and will continue it. Don't even get me started on my new love affair of Sprouts. For those that don't know, Sprouts is a farmer's market style grocery store that originated in Arizona. The food is fresh, fabulous and frugal :).

Last Saturday, our mini family took blankets out to our front lawn and lounged in the sun. I read while Luke and Matt played. We were completely content and at peace to be outside in the beautiful Arizona sun. The sun in Tucson is different than it is in Yuma. In Yuma it feels heavy. It is too much. Here it feels like warm sheets from the dryer. I know it will change come summer, but I welcome it.

Life is very good. Life is more here.