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Today was a long, exhausting day.
Last night, I rolled out the new design for the Atlanta Birth Center website. Check it out – what do you think? I’m pretty happy with it. There are a few wonky things but overall I’m pleased. I was up until around 4am working on this site. I’m glad I got a chance to iron out all the details while most of our site’s viewers were in bed.
Savannah woke me up around 8 I think. She was so cute. Our morning routine is she wakes me up, I go get her from her crib, bring her back to my bed to snuggle and nurse. It’s usually the only time she nurses during the day, and we both love that snuggle time. This morning she woke me up the second time by standing near my face and saying, “Eat? Eat?”
When I roll put of bed at that point, she says, “Yay!” and runs out excitedly.
Today after breakfast I set about tackling her room which was a major mess. The entire contents of her dresser were on the floor, so I got some rubbermaid containers to store all her too small clothes and too big clothes. It took forever but her room looks fabulous now.
Meanwhile I was dripping sweat from working in the hot upstairs. In these hot days our ac just has trouble keeping up! I think the thermometer read 84 upstairs most of the day.
I also got a few loads of laundry done. Quite an accomplishment, unless you see how much more I still have to do! I think we’ve all been out of clothes for several days! I don’t mind doing laundry but for some reason I struggle with motivation to stay on top of it.
After lunch, my in-laws arrived – they flew in this morning from Massachusetts. Savannah went crazy and wanted to be chased all through the house. My in-laws of course LOVE to play with her, so it was a mutually enjoyable time. I was able to make some changes to the birth center website (ones I’d received after emailing everyone about the redesigned site).
Are you exhausted yet? I am, ha! I made dinner then went to the Y for my first Zumba class. I’ve been wanting to make an effort to do some of the free classes the Y offers, and I was able to convince a friend to do them with me! We both had a lot of fun. But yeah… I am so tired!! And also horribly out of shape. :-) I wonder how long before I start noticing more tone and endurance in my muscles?
Home, put Savannah to bed, ate dinner, talked to Paul’s parents for a little bit, then more birth center site stuff until Paul and I decided it was time to go to bed. Of course despite how tired I was today, I can’t turn off my mind so I’m laying in bed blogging. :-)
Tomorrow should be another full and busy day!
A few days ago was the ten year anniversary of me leaving Peru.
Ten years. It seems hard to believe. Ten years, I remember packing the last minute items in the suitcase, taking one final look around, and getting in the car for the airport.
Ten years, I remember waiting there anxiously for 8 hours because our flight was delayed. I remember I was a mess of emotions thanks to hormones. I remember trying to sleep on the uncomfortable airport chairs, because we got there at 9pm and left Lima at 6am.
Ten years, I remember those final weeks like it was yesterday. The thrill of finishing high school. The excitement of graduation. The disappointment of being left out of the senior video. The pride of getting my last report card and getting straight A’s – 4.425 GPA. finishing well.
Ten years. Did I cry at all? Was I sad to leave? Did I truly understand? I have been back to Peru only once in that time, eight years ago. Everything is so different now, I’m told. My dad’s office, where we spent so much time, my “home” – it was torn down and now a high rise. The mission guest house, gone. My high school is still there, and the church is too. I want to go back, but with what money?
Ten years. Ten years ago I was a shy, scared 18 year old off to college. I had never been kissed. Never driven a car. Never been in charge of my own bank account. Never had a job. Now here I am, wife and mother. College graduate. Homeowner. I’ve not only driven a car but I have owned two of them. I have held down two steady jobs in addition to a few other internships. It seems like yesterday, but so much has changed in 10 years. I’ve changed.
I wonder where I’ll be in 10 more years? And will Peru always be fresh in my brain or will the memories fade?
(This post about saying goodbye remains one of my favorite creative writing pieces.)
Today I got a fun opportunity. I was going to mention it before, but then I wasn’t sure I wanted people knowing… and then I ran out of time to mention it this morning.
I volunteer off and on for a ministry called Act Together. (I mentioned it last December when I coordinated sponsors for the children for Christmas.) It’s a neat ministry – committed to helping at-risk kids in the north metro Atlanta area. It’s not just about handing out necessities, but also coming alongside and supporting the families so they can get back on their feet. Also, it’s a ministry that encourages the whole family to volunteer, and even has projects that are tailored to young children to be able to help volunteer.
They had the chance to go on the radio and talk about it, so I volunteered because it sounded like fun to me! Actually, I really enjoy public speaking but don’t get a chance very often. Today was the day! The radio program was called Valley of Vision, and I and one of Act Together’s board members went to the studio to have a live interview.
Here’s me in the studio. Not a great picture, but I had to use my left hand to take it and that’s difficult to me. I wish I could have gotten a pic of all the studio equipment!
This program was three hours long, interview interspersed with live worship (Tony Southerland sang – awesome voice). I was soooo nervous and felt very unprepared. While I’ve volunteered a number of times, I haven’t worked much one-on-one with the children, nor do I know a ton about the ministry as a whole (mostly just about the specific areas where I’ve helped). I think it probably would have been good if I had known more. :-) I also had trouble with the deer in the headlights effect! The first question the DJ asked me, I completely froze. I think the first hour I didn’t do so great, but by the end I was much more comfortable. The three hours actually went a lot faster than I expected.
It was fun being in a radio studio, though. We had headphones and talked into fancy mikes. We chatted with the DJ off the air while the music was playing. I told him all about being a missionary kid and growing up in Peru, and he was very interested and on-air, he asked me more about that. I enjoyed getting the chance to talk about that and Wycliffe. :-) And I think I was able to relate it back to the ministry – how kids are kids, no matter where they live. They just want to have fun and be loved.
It was a fun experience, and I’d love to do it again. But perhaps with something I feel a little more knowledgeable about… Like, cloth diapers! :-) (Is there a radio station out there that wants to bring me on to talk about cloth diapering? Because that would be so much fun!)