My parents, Brady, and I lead music at church this morning. We arrived at church at 9am and went through the set with the sound guy, and church started at 10am. I actually felt pretty good about how it played out this morning! Some worship sets go smoother than others, depending on lots of different things, like the size of the crowd or the time of year. But it was really smooth and people seemed to appreciate the songs we picked. Yay! I, however, was horribly uncomfortable. Like I mentioned in my last post, I’m very sad to realize that I do have more limitations than I thought I did, and I can’t do all that I wish I could do these days. But who would have ever thought I could barely tolerate sitting at the piano?! Not I. We played only one song while everyone was still kind of finding their spot, and in that one song, I became super light headed and dizzy. I survived (obviously) and made it through the main set of 4-5 songs as well. I stayed in the service as long as I could, but that lasted just a few minutes. I couldn’t sit and breathe at the same time. I started to get very dizzy and needed to either elevate my legs or get my head between my legs. Having a belly and wearing a dress makes these moves super difficult. So I retreated to the back room of the church often reserved for nursing mothers, and commandeered a recliner to try and get some relief. It worked out ok anyway, better than the wooden bench. I went back into the service for the last song, and we bailed pretty quickly after that. I wasn’t super impressed with my body. It seems to be giving up. Its hard to not compare my pregnancies constantly. My last pregnancy, I never felt any of this! Yet I went into this one MUCH better at pushing myself, being physically stronger and in better shape than I was last time, yet, I can’t sit up, play piano, and sing at the same time?! How fair is that!! Sounds pretty lightweight if you ask me!
We went for lunch at my parents after church. Luckily, we were having hot dogs and chips, which is a great meal for boosting my blood pressure, and that tends to help with the lightheadedness quite a bit! It was super delicious, and I ate a ton. Dekker did too, almost to a yucky point. But he was thrilled with all his options, so why not?! However, when he was done eating and playing toys, he started getting into that screechy place. He would shriek about just about anything. He and I have a pretty good understanding so I told him that if he needed to scream, he needed to go have quiet time by himself. He let up on the screaming a bit and I let him keep playing. But when it started to rise back up again, I said maybe he needed a sleep. Well he BURST out crying! That was that. He was so sad to be carried away from his toys and family, but when I brought him to his crib and asked for a kiss, he gave me one without any hesitation, and leaned for his bed. And slept the next three hours away.
While he slept, my dad slept. And I slept, but mine was by accident. Loving the accidental naps these days! Brady finished up the end of the work on the computer, and my mom chose songs for music since we’re up again in two weeks. I woke up after my shorty nap (since I had just dozed off on the living room couch) and we visited until the boys woke up. We had a quick and delicious supper of turkey soup before heading off to our house. Something in our laundry room is leaking and being that we’ve never had this probably before and my dad has repaired his laundry machines multiple times, we recruited my parents to come along so dad could help Brady figure it out. Mom and I talked about the new baby and played with Dekker while the men worked. Lucky for us, they found the problem and its an easy fix! Unlucky for us, nothing is open here past 7pm on a weekend so my washer is pulled apart until tomorrow morning. Let’s hope our local Co-op has the right size of clamp in the morning! Diaper laundry will have to wait too.
When the work was done and Dekker was in bed, we pulled out the ice cream and had sundaes on the deck. It was peaceful and delicious. The bugs started biting around 9pm so my parents took that as their cue to leave. Bye guys! We are now home, with the bath running, and the fans going. However, we’re already relatively cooled off from being outside, which is super refreshing. I’m feeling good. Tired, and quite sore in the ribs and pelvis, but good.
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Tomorrow is Dekker’s follow-up appointment with his eye specialist. Its in the early afternoon. I thought 12:30 but I’m thinking its actually 1:30. Who knows. I’ll call in the morning. But if my praying friends could do me the honour of praying for Dekker tonight, I would personally really appreciate it. My anxious mother heart is struggling to keep calm and trust God that his eyes are improving. Especially if Gods answer is that they aren’t supposed to improve just yet. I’m not sure how I would handle that right now. Peace would be good to have.