It seems like my sadness over not getting an interview with my dream school was a little premature. Last Friday I received an email from them requesting an interview at the end of the month. I was shocked, to say the least. But also incredibly thankful. And amazed at God's timing. That very morning he had been working out a few things in my heart that I needed to confess and repent of to him regarding my future.

This past week has been filled with interview preparation, from meeting with my adviser to practicing with friends. It hasn't been an easy process. I'm trying to learn a new interview technique, based on feedback from faculty, and it's been hard and frustrating, especially for the perfectionist in me. I've had to tell myself over and over to give myself permission not to "get it" right away. Alongside the patience required for the learning curve, I've had to replace thoughts of inadequacy regarding my oral expression ("I can't do this! I'm just not good at speaking about my work!") with more balanced, realistic thoughts (such as "Talking may not be my strongest point right now but it doesn't mean I can't improve with practice"). The overall lesson here? Patience. Something I realize that I sorely lack right now. When faced with a new challenge, I always want to figure it out or master it right away. But I'm learning. :)

In other news, I've been feeling our little boy move around a lot more these past few weeks. Sometimes it's a nudge, sometimes it's a pop, sometimes it feels like he's turning or jumping, sometimes it's a wavy feeling. It's been really fun. Byron has even been able to feel him a few times too!

So, happy about baby and trying not to stress about interview...that's been my life the last two weeks.