Sunday, July 22, 2012

I Survived. . . (Pretty Much)

Last Sunday was a rainy but beautiful day of celebrating that marked the end of my crazy two weeks. For the most part, it was a pretty good experience, but it ended with a bang. . . . literally. But before I get to that, let me recap the abundance of friends and family that we were blessed with.

I took Lydia to Chuck E. Cheese for the first time along with my Dad. It was quite an experience. She started out upset and overwhelmed by all the people, but as soon as we offered her some lemonade and pizza, her mood brightened. My dad quite patiently followed her all over the arcade while she rode every ride over and over and over again. 

The next day we were invaded by my beloved extended family (on my dad's side). About 20 relatives joined us at our home for our summer get-together. In addition to honoring us with their company, they were lovely enough to celebrate my cousins' and my pregnancies—Stacey's third child (first daughter), Tiffany's third and fourth child (and first daughter), and of course, my second child. My mom even bought us a cake from the talented Sonnet Medrano!

The day after the family reunion was the first day of Back Yard Bible Clubs, which I was hosting for the first year. The rain started that day and continued through the rest of the week. We were deluged. As a result, no children showed up all week. It was quite a disappointment. It had never occurred to me to tell the families I invited that we had a backup plan in case it rains—who expects it to rain in Texas in July! Every day, we prepared for the kids and every day we sat around on the front lawn waiting for the kids to not come.

The end of that week brought more birthday parties (Vincent's film festival) and a baby shower. We  were supposed to go to a friend's daughter's first birthday, but Lydia had had as much as she could bear and melted down.

Sunday, we had the privilege of celebrating Bobby Pruitt's (our pastor's) 50th birthday. As we left that party in the rain, we decided to head over to Vincent's to catch the last movie of his film festival. So that left us driving home with a sleeping toddler at 12:30. While stopped at a light, Peter and I were talking about how tired we were and how lame we had become in that we can't handle late nights any more. At that moment, a car driven by a sleepy twenty-something slammed into us. Apparently, he had noticed neither the red light or the cars stopped at it.


I'm not accustomed to so much excitement in my life and while some of it was more pleasant than others, I'm excited to be able to say I survived! Maybe I'll try this again soon. . . or in a couple months. . . maybe after the baby's born. . . next year some time. . . eventually

Sunday, July 8, 2012

Sarah's Crazy July

Yesterday I kicked off a crazy couple of weeks. From June 30-June 15, we're attending five birthday parties, a game night, Independance Day festivities, and a baby shower. Plus we're hosting a Bible club in our front yard and a family reunion!

This may not seem like a lot to you—in fact, to some of you, this may seem like the only way to live—but I am lazy and pregnant and love naps. When you're a lazy, pregnant, napper, you like down time. You like a little buffer around your socializing. You like to go out with friends, but you like to come home, sit on your back porch, and watch your daughter eat peaches while singing the alphabet song.

The coming two weeks are going to be a challenge to me, but I'm sure it's going to be worth it.

Last night I got to hang out with friends at a game night. I hadn't seen the couple hosting the party since February and had been missing them recently. I got to catch up with them and some other couples we used to go to church with. Plus, they very graciously fed us delicious hamburgers and guacamole—the truest way to a pregnant woman's heart.

This afternoon, I got to go out to celebrate my dear friend, Sonnet's, birthday at a fun, new restaurant I'd never tried before. Once again, I had the chance to sit down and hear how someone I used to go to church with is doing and once again delicious food was involved. [The restaurant in the story was Mimi's Cafe, which I realize is a chain, but it was new to me! I had the turkey salad croissant and am quite looking forward to finishing the other half for dinner tonight.]

In the coming months, when I'm nursing a newborn and too exhausted to shower, much less get out and see people, these are events that I'm going to look back on with satisfaction. But in the meantime, I'm going to have to find a way to power through (without the blessed assistance of caffeine).