A week into November, much of our waiting was over. We knew that Baby Boy R was going to live with his cousin, Alex's job came to an end and we settled on a plan that had been in the works for a while: moving to Indiana. Since making that decision, it has been a whirlwind.
A few days after deciding to move, we also found out the gender of our baby: we're going to have a boy! We would have been happy with a boy or a girl, but its fun to pray for and look forward to James Hudson Taylor Costa joining our family in just 4 months.
The ultrasound that revealed Hudson's gender also brought some grave news: doctors are seeing something in his chest/diaphragm area that they are unsure about. After several follow-up ultrasounds, it looks like best case scenario is that its nothing (its really hard to discern what it what on a fuzzy ultrasound) worse case is that it might be a lung cyst, which has a good prognosis. So, while its a bit concerning, overall we are not too worried. But please keep our baby Hudson in prayer, that he will be healthy and moreover that he will love and serve God with his life.
The middle of the month was full of logistical matters relating to our move, including starting to pack and downsize, and Alex flying to Indiana to look for housing and a job. I've barely had any downtime since our decision to move, because there is so much to pack into a few short weeks (except for Sabbaths... I always Sabbath and am thankful for that gift from God.)
The last week of the month, a couple days before Thanksgiving, Baby Boy R went to live with his cousin and we once again became parents of an only child. We are happy for the time the God had him with us, and prayerful that his new living situation will be good for him.
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Thanksgiving was exactly how I'd hoped: we spent the day as a family and with a few friends from church. The food was delicious, the day was relaxing and we all laughed a lot (especially while playing scattergories :) ).
And now the countdown begins. We are less than two weeks away from our big move, and I expect that the days are going to fly by. This week we will continue to sort through our stuff, deciding what will be packed and what we will sell or give away. Later this week, my sweet, godly cousin will be flying out to help us pack and move. Next week (our last week in Cali) will be lots of packing boxes and cleaning our house before we go. I can't believe how close that is.