Well, I can honestly say this weekend was a complete bust. I woke up yesterday feeling fine, but then my dear husband made pancakes…and it all went downhill from there. I thought I liked pancakes. I mean, they’re not my favorite and what I wouldn’t give for a waffle these days… but anyway – I don’t like pancakes anymore. I didn’t ‘lose’ them per se, but it’s not for lack of will. My poor husband. He tried so hard to make me a nice breakfast that wasn’t just toast only to find out that toast is apparently all I can stomach in the mornings anymore.
That began one awful weekend. Whatever was in those normal pancakes caused my stomach to rebel like there’s no tomorrow, for a good 48 hours. I hardly pulled myself out of bed yesterday, only to collapse on the couch downstairs for two hours, crawl back upstairs, and stay put until Sunday afternoon. Didn’t sleep most of the night and woke up still nauseous. Is this normal?! I sure hope it ends.
My husband actually had a vehicle to go to church this morning, but he was instructed to go to first service, which means he had to leave at 8:30. I was barely mobile at 8, so I couldn’t join him. This means I have officially not been to church in over a month. I cried when he left. He walked over, kissed me on the forehead, and whispered, “Just remember why you’re sick.”
How come I’ve been praying for this for years and now that I’m pregnant, I’m miserable? The last thing I want to do is complain, so I’ll just state the fact. I’m so sick. I thought I was pulling out of it, but then I have days like these where I’m just plain miserable. I have nausea medicine from the doctor, but a limited supply and I’d rather not get dependent on it, if that’s possible. I know this will end. I pray this will end. I just also pray this isn’t a sign of what kind of mom I’ll be.
On the very plus side, my husband is an angel. He makes me breakfast. He makes me dinner. Today he even made me lunch. He does the dishes. He sprays for spiders (which is an every-other-day thing here or we get infested) because I don’t think I should be inhaling that stuff anymore. He lets me cry and doesn’t get upset. **I do have to interrupt this… he just asked if I needed anything, somewhat sarcastically. Me: “Actually, I would love an apple, but it needs to be washed in purified water, peeled, and cored, with a little peanut butter on the side.” Brian: “How ’bout I don’t peel it and I wash it in regular water and dry it off?” Me: “That wouldn’t work.” Brian: “It’s the same as our dishes! You’ll be fine.” Me: “Will you put peanut butter on the side?” Brian: “To be honest, I was kidding. I’ve done a lot for you today!” He is currently downstairs getting me my apple. Am I married to a great guy or what? 🙂 And yes, there’s a small, tiny chance I manipulated that just a bit. But you didn’t hear the other conversation we’d just had. Trust me, I was justified. 😉 **
This week, I am determined to be productive. I have finished my Bible lesson outlines and picked out the memory verses. I have gone over the Kindergarten material and feel about as prepared as possible. I have decided the discipline/reward system and now just need to figure out how to make it. My house is clean; I’m caught up on laundry. There’s actually not a ton left that I need to do, either at home or in the school. Brian got the wall approved and will be getting the materials hopefully this week and that will become priority for a short while. Ah, things are finally coming together. I just need to drag myself down to the school and do some cleaning and re-arranging, some spider hunting, and some organizing. bleck. I don’t want to. Which is probably a good reason why it’s not done yet.
I did something tonight I’ve been wanting to do for awhile. I sent something I wrote to get edited! Women of the Harvest (a great, online resource for North American missionary women overseas… insert link here…wish I knew how to do that. Becky.) has a Writer’s Blog and the lady writing right now has offered a FREE edit! I think what I sent is was a little long, but everything I have is “a little long.” We’ll see how it goes and if she decides to look at it. I’ve put aside my dreams of getting published for the time being since I haven’t concentrated on my writing in quite awhile. Months, actually. But ONE DAY. I will be published.
I did some online window shopping yesterday while I was laid up. Found the diaper bag I want. Brian, however, is not fully convinced. I want one that looks cool and non-diaper-bag-ish. If we were in South Dakota, I know exactly where I’d get mine and it would be completely unique. But, alas, in South Dakota we are not and what few friends we have there don’t communicate with us, so I’m afraid that won’t happen. SO, I looked on etsy and found this:
Now, this particular design, I’m not too fond of, but they have lots of other cute pictures and colors to choose from. What I LOVE is that it’s completely waterproof, machine washable, sturdier than vinyl, mildew proof, and large. So many cool, handmade diaper bags are not machine washable or waterproof and since we’ll be using cloth diapers, I think we’ll need some extra water-proofing. Check out the link and let me know what you think:http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=41599327&ref=sr_gallery_19&&ga_search_query=diaper+bags+for+baby&ga_search_type=&ga_page=3&includes=tags&includes=title
No, I’m not done shopping and Brian announced tonight he wants, and I quote, “a duffel bag.” I informed him, politely of course, that we are not getting a duffel bag for our first diaper bag for our first child. I’m carrying it for nine (LOOONG) months. I get a cute diaper bag. I think that’s fair.
So, can you believe the news from Chile??? We live twenty minutes from the ocean (can see it from our bedroom window) and we were told this morning it had receded 25 meters. That’s quite a ways. As far as we know tonight, nothing (or at least nothing substantial) has come of it. I would’ve loved to have gone and seen the ocean pulled that far out, but I couldn’t. Peru was taken off the tsunami warning list earlier today, I believe, so we should be fine. Brian was saying tonight that if Chile gets any worse, there’s a good chance we’ll send a team down there to help since BCM Peru is the closest BCM to Chile. I told him I’d want him to go. Our director leaves for furlough on Tuesday, so I’m not sure if anybody will be going to Chile while he’s gone, but you never know. And it’s just talk…among the two of us. For now, we’re just keeping the people of Chile in our prayers. Peru and Chile are almost like arch-enemies (for some rather political, logical reasons), but tomorrow, the first, will be a national day of mourning here in Peru as a sign of solidarity with the Chilean people. I thought that was interesting.
I think this blog has been full of enough random info for one night. See you tomorrow for Thankful Monday!