But that's not all that's changing.
Take Josh for example:
He Got A New Job!!! He loved working for NAHAC and had a lot of friends that he was sad to leave. But when a big opportunity presents itself, you can't let it slip away! Especially one that offers more money, better title, and job security (working for the federal government is pretty scary nowadays since dumb-a** got re-elected). We are pretty dang proud of him and I feel so lucky to have such a hard working husband for our son to look up to.
Josh also got a new calling in Church as a Stake Employment Guide. I'm not sure if that's the official title, but it sounds close. So every Thursday he will be helping people try to find employment in this terrible economy. I feel this is the perfect job for him since he has had so much experience in this area, and he is such a compassionate person.
And then there's me:
I feel myself changing constantly, depending on what day it is.
On Mondays, Tuesdays, and Saturdays I am Nurse Ashly. That is truly what some of my patients call me and I smile every time they do. I don't know why, but it just sounds cute to me and it makes me feel so grown up. On those days I am saving lives, playing therapist, dealing with doctors who think their butt is gold, and trying to get enough sleep at night to go back to the hospital and do it all again!
The rest of the week I am Momma/Wife Ashly. I don't know how well I am doing in either of these two areas because I feel like there is just so much to do all of the time. But both of my boys seem to always have a smile on their faces so I must be doing something right. I spend my days/nights taking care of our beautiful baby boy which includes: playing, feeding, bathing, snapping cute pictures, going on walks, and changing lots and lots of diapers. While he is sleeping (if I'm lucky) I clean the house, plan meals, eat a meal (Austin doesn't like me eating because it takes attention away from him so I find myself going hungry a lot lately), catch up on errands, and prepare for all the company we constantly have coming over. I try to get some "me time" in each day so I watch a TV show, go to the gym, or hang out with my Sister Sadie when she has a day off. When Josh comes home we watch football, eat dinner (lately I have been cooking new recipes but for a while there we were eating a lot of take-out), and talk about our days.
I would have to say I have it pretty good and besides the lack of sleep, I don't have anything to complain about. The hardest part of life lately has just been trying to juggle my three different identities and trying to be the best I can be at all three of them, let alone trying to keep my own personal identity which makes four. I know Josh feels the same way and we try to help each other out the best we can so that neither of us feel like we are losing our minds.....at least not too much anyway ;).
And of course, Austin:
I feel like every time I look at him he looks bigger. He has learned to smile and is constantly making us laugh with his adorable little expressions. He has fun watching football with Dad, and enjoys his walks with Mom. He has even gotten used to Grandma Porter watching him while we are at work and has a lot of fun with her too! She is always sending me cute pictures of the fun stuff they do together and it makes me so happy that he is getting to know his Grandma so well. I have always been extremely close to all of my Grandparents and I am so happy that my son is getting that experience too. For a little while Austin was learning how to only wake up twice at night, but lately he has fallen back into his old ways of waking me up every two hours. I'm not sure why, but it seems to have something to do with his tummy not feeling well. Maybe the stress of working has messed with my breast milk? Or maybe it has to do with him drinking out of bottles more now that I am working and getting too much air when he eats? Whatever it is, I hope it ends soon because I am dying here and husbands are pretty useless at night since they aren't the ones with the ability to breast-feed.
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| Having ourselves a 49'ers kickoff party |
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| Watching football with Daddy |
| So dang cute in his Kaepernick jersey! |
| Duck Down! |
| Kiss me I'm Irish! |
| We've caught on to his tricks. This is his "fake cry" face. |
| Hanging out at the mall with Aunt Sadie |
| He loves cuddling with Daddy when he gets home from work |
| Wearing his Utah onesie for the BYU/UTAH game! Of course, Utah won ;) |
| Cuddles with Aunt Briana |
| Stealing the show at Sadie's birthday party |




































