Me + stress = BFF

Let's recap the last 4 months of my life, shall we?

January 21, hubs suddenly loses his job. Laid off the entire department. Huge shock, we never expected it or even saw it coming in any way. I start working gobbs & gobbs of overtime to pay the bills.

Sometime mid-February, hubs and I have an issue brought into our marriage that I have never talked about on here, and have no plans of ever discussing it on here. Sorry folks. Let's just say it was extremely hard and I still struggle with it some days.

Early March, I get a bad case of the flu. Or so I thought. The week after I peed on a stick, only to see 2 lines. Yes, I know this isn't a "sad" thing, but stressful? Absolutely. Life was already crazy, and now finding out that we're going to have "2 under 2", and to have a husband who had been laid off for about 10 weeks at the time just added to our stress level. Would he have a job by the time November rolls around, and where will we be at that time? Only God knows.

Then April rolls around and at this point we are thinking "surely it cannot get worse". April 9 I am called into the back office and am told they are terminating my employment. "Wrongful termination" and "Employment discrimination lawyer" are words that I hear frequently, whenever the subject is brought up by friends or family. Still trying to decide if I should pursue something or let it go... prayers on this subject would be appreciated.

So lets pause for a moment to recap: 2 incomes suddenly turned to 1 (not to mention, lost the 1 that carried us by far). Marriage struggles. Surprise baby #2... 1 income, unemployed for 10 weeks, how will we survive. 1 income suddenly cut to ZERO. No income, lots of bills, toddler and baby on the way to support. No health insurance any longer.

The following week, we decide we have no choice but to sell our house. Our home. Where we brought Jaxon home to, where we have created so many amazing memories in the last 2 years. Where we have poured our time and energy into creating a place that is truly our own. The thought of someone else living here makes my skin crawl.

Middle of April, hubs gets a call about a job. In Denver. 10 hours away. 6 month contract (or longer assuming there is still work at the time). Hubs accepts, lots of paperwork and waiting to follow. Oh yeah, and if you're not good at math... 6 months = November. When I'm due to pop out another child. So in 6 months it's possible he may be out of work, again... the only difference? I will be having a baby and who knows... maybe have no health insurance at that point again.

He will be leaving for Denver sometime in the next week. Jax and I are staying behind as we wait for the house to sell, then depending on what his job situation looks like at that time, will either move out there with him or stay back here... I really have no idea. So now I get to raise Jaxon on my own, take care of our house on my own, sleep alone, eat alone, come home to an empty house. Luckily I have plans to travel and spend time with my family, Tyler's family, and Tyler in Denver. So hopefully there won't be too many "alone" times, because I am not good at being alone. Yes, I have Jaxon, but he isn't the best at carrying on conversation. Although he sure makes me smile and makes my heart sing.

So... what do you think? Enough on our plate at the present moment? We are coveting your prayers and appreciate them. God is working in our lives in ways we cannot even see, but at this point, all we can do is trust. Trust, trust, trust. It's the word of the year for me.