May. What a month.

Well here I am...two weeks into my recovery, and i might add that I am doing quite well. Except that I sometimes am bored beyond any logical explanation. I am on Season 2 of Psych and Season 6 of The Office (and off the record season 8 of My Little Pony...). And while my life has been mostly been spent staring at the television or the iPad... I have also spent a lot of time in the Bible. Specifically in Job.

Job was a book that I never really ever wanted to read because it's kind of depressing. This guy has everything. He has like a ton of farm animals and in todays society he would be like a millionaire. He has a bunch of kids and servants and land,the dude is loaded. And not only that, but his love for God was like crazy. So along comes satan, with a big bad attitude, thinking he is all that and he is like "God, let me mess with Job because I bet he will curse you." God is like, "Yea right, Job is my guy. He won't curse me. So do your worse, but don't kill him."

And satan does. He takes everything away from him and Job is left in a deep hole of sadness. He asks God questions and he curses the day he was born, but not once does he ever curse God for what happened.

So for those of you who are not really caught up on the Walterhouse life, the month of May has been completely crazy. We were planning my surgery for the 16th and we had scheduled it months in advance. Just a little over a week before my surgery we found out that my mother was pregnant. Which we all thought was totally crazy... believe me when I say that medically speaking, this would be a huge phenomenon. We found out on a Tuesday, Wednesday my parents went to the doctor to make sure this was serious and Thursday they found out that it was an ectopic pregnancy (the fetus was not where it should be and was no longer living). We really had no idea if it would affect my surgery date or what was going to happen. This was one of the most stressful weeks that I have ever experienced. (and for the record if she was pregnant and the baby had been healthy, I would have totally loved being an older sister again with a little baby in the family because how cool would that have been?!)

My mom has had a few treatments to remove the dead tissue caused by the ectopic pregnancy  and she is starting to slowly return to the point where she was. I had my surgery, stayed in the hospital for a day and have been home for two weeks tomorrow. During this time, my sister was also in a minor car accident (she, and everyone involved were fine besides some soreness). And life has been in general really stressful and difficult.

Reading in Job has really got me thinking. I am far from a billionaire and I don't have children, but this month has been really hard for my family, and it would be really easy for me to scream and yell and hate God for this. I know that God brings us through hard times, and I know that He is always walking through the hard times with us. I can never understand why we face the trials that we face. (and the Bible does say that in this world we are going to have trouble). Today though I accepted this crazy, hard and confusing month.

We have all received an abundance of help from our friends and family and I am truly thankful for each and everyone of you who have stayed with me, brought us food, stopped by to say hey and prayed for us. And though we can't really make sense of what God's plan is, we can all clearly see how he is working in the midst of us. We serve a powerful God whose plan is greater than anything that we could possibly understand. And just like Job, who walked through those hard times, we are still clinging to our Heavenly Father and trusting his will in our life.

My prayer for all of you today is that you can clearly see Christ in the midst of the hardships of life. I pray that He reveals Himself to you and that you understand that even walking through the hard and darkest times in life, He is beside you holding your hand and providing for you every step of the way.

So to end this, no I have not actually watched 8 seasons of My Little Pony. Yes, my mom is recovering. I am recovering as well, although I am still in a lot of pain. We love all of you who have supported us in this really hard time. And we named the baby Kairos which means God's time. One day I will get to meet the youngest member of the Walterhouse family in Heaven.

A Hard Realization

Well I came to a wonderful realization today while I was coloring in my princess coloring book that Kara got me. The past few days have been a struggle since I have been trying to recover. I am doing really well though. The pain is extreme still, but I am recovering much quicker compared to the last surgery. I have gotten to shower and do my hair and even put on some makeup! I just feel a little bit better when I am a little bit more put together on the outside.

But enough about my recovery, I am really writing this post because after years and years of research  I, Charlotte Walterhouse, have discovered why birds are attracted to me. It amazes me as to why it has taken so long to discover this... Pocahontas, Giselle, Snow White, and Cinderella all have birds as friends that help them get dressed and talk to them. It all makes sense now... why there have been all these birds trying to get in my room, or why there have been several congregations of squirrels and rabbits outside of my window. It even explains why I would spend hours talking to my overweight chihuahua in middle school. Brace yourselves.... and drum roll please... I am a princess.

I think I have always known deep in my heart that I am royal. I will try and embrace it now. The next time a bird gets trapped in my window I will let it in so it can help me get dressed and do my hair (somedays its just a real pain to do this on my own...you know?)

Don't worry though I do not expect you peasants to treat me any differently now that I have discovered who I really am. I will still keep my secret hidden and pretend to be normal... I mean it has worked out for so many other princesses.


Also boys, if you find a missing shoe laying about... it probably belongs to me ;)

Actual proof.

Carry On

Well here I am about two weeks into summer and let's just say with 50 degree weather it hardly seems like summer vacation. I am not complaining. I'll pretend this is my spring break since my real one was filled with playing in the snow.

Anyways, it was my goal to fit in as much fun stuff into these two weeks that I could. Unfortunately most of my friends are busy or they are still in school. My fun stuff includes driving to South Bend to pick up my little sister with the windows rolled down and the music blasting. Or cleaning and organizing my entire room before my surgery on Thursday. And doing my hair and make up every day. Or spending countless hours watching Spongebob on Netflix (so much so that his voice is still in my head when I try to go to sleep at night Bahahahahaha (That was his laugh)). So today I decided to do something I love. I decided to pull out my laptop and write. My creativity has been flowing like crazy, and with all the movies I have been watching, I think I have some awesome ideas for a movie plot. (Although let'e be honest... a movie I would write would be so ADD and probably have no plot line, but hey at least I'm having fun.)

My surgery is on Thursday, as in tomorrow is Wednesday then comes Thursday. (Thank Goodness Rebecca Black taught me the days of the week!!) I am so anxious for this to be over! For those of you who don't know... this is a surgery that was supposed to happen last summer! All I can say is Praise God for sustaining me and carrying me through some super hard times this year. It was easy for me to want to lay in bed and not move, and there were times that I did that. But I could never give up. I never understand why people say they want to give up when they are going through something challenging. This is life. You can't just give up on life because something bad happens. For me I keep going because my strength is not my own, Christ is the one who is supporting me and carrying through these hard times (and my incredible friends who make me laugh and listen to me whine about the same things over and over... especially Kara and Lauren).

So for those of you who are not connected to pop culture, and believe me, I am right there with you, I titled this blog Carry On. Carry On is a song written by the group Fun. Their lead singer looks like a Dr. Seuss character, but I love their music. Though I don't really like the entire song, I love the chorus.

If you're lost and alone 

Or you're sinking like a stone, 

Carry On

May your past be the sound, 

Of your feet upon the ground, 

Carry On. 

Now just imagine an Irish sounding melody behind this and it makes for an incredible song. So here is to the anthem of my summer. I will be Carrying On.