03 January 2018

New Year 2018

Happy New Year!

Suddenly 2017 is gone in a blur--like 24 flu you're happy to see the end of but can't totally remember. I have high hopes for 2018 as eight is my lucky number and things are looking rosy.

But 2017 hasn't been all bad. There have been some pretty big milestones worth remembering.

For one thing, Jon and I moved to Bath. We spent our fifth anniversary scouting out housing in this beautiful little town.

In the summer I got to spend time with both Jon's and my sides of the family.

For my birthday in September, Jon surprised me by taking me to the Bee and Pollination Festival, which probably sounds outrageously lame to most people but I was over the moon. I want to have honeybees in the worst possible way so I was in heaven.

Also, since I finished my dissertation, I've been able to post several more episodes of Seer, my youtube channel about Mormon art. Here are episodes 1, 2, and 3!

I've really enjoyed making them, though they are about 100x more time consuming than I had originally anticipated. I think part of my struggle is the fact that I've been writing and editing the videos while going through IVF.

IVF was a waking nightmare. It was literally the physically difficult thing I've ever done in my life, partially because my ovaries hyper-stimulated part way through (which is actually quite dangerous and some people have even died from it).

Me mid IVF. I felt like I was dying. The medication pictured is only about 1 weeks worth (up to 3 injections per day + pills and suppositories). I took medication all the way from early September until mid December.
But it turns out it was all worth it because it actually worked! I chronicled the miracle in the fourth instalment of Seer (along with some apropos images of the annunciation):

To celebrate we had a two pronged celebration. First, we spent the weekend in London for Jon's birthday where we enjoyed my favourite yearly ritual of Winter Wonderland (this time with some friends from Bath) and we were even blessed with the rare snowstorm right as we were by St. Paul's cathedral.

Part two has been in the works for a couple of years. Once we learned that modern day druids are basically these crazy hippies that dress up like unicorns and renaissance faire robes and chant around Stonehenge twice a year, I decided we simply had to take my pregnant belly to watch the sunrise on Winter solstice and bask in their nature-loving glory. Let me tell you, they didn't disappoint. 

Just a few days later was Christmas, and let me tell you Bath really does it right. The whole town turns into this magic place, covered in fairy lights and little Bavarian market stalls. We went to midnight mass on Christmas Eve then went home, pulled the mattress off the bed and slept under the Christmas tree. It was a perfect Christmas. 

So that was 2017, at least all the major happy bits. Excited to see what this year brings. 

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