Friday, September 28, 2007

My Job at EC

Travel season has returned for my job.
Blue skies, harvesting farmers, leaves that are turning, river valleys, beautiful weather -
and I don't have to be stuck in my office. Instead I'm on the road, driving to high schools all over the northern part of Illinois.
I love this part of my job.

There is something about a 2 hour drive and a gorgeous day that makes for perfect prayer time.

It's also good to have lunch on the college and drop in on family and friends who live in the suburbs while I'm out and about.

This job may have very little to do with the English Lit degree I have but I absolutely love it. EC is a great college and I love the people I work with. It is a delight being able to share my love for my alma mater and success stories of its grads with high schoolers and their parents. I know a lot of people who went to big public universities, and even larger private schools who love the experience they had and greatly value the education they received. But I know that they have no idea what they missed but not coming to EC. From our Homecoming week traditions to the kindness of its faculty and staff there is just something different about this little college. For pete's sake, there aren't a lot of campuses you can walk onto and ask 10 students, faculty or staff members the history of the college and 9 of them would be able to tell you. But at EC we all know our history and, I think, we all feel pride that we have become a part of it.
I guess that's enough about EC... maybe it's the hormones making me so sentimental!

Saturday, September 22, 2007


Right now, outside my open window there are two squirrels going crazy.
Maybe they are fighting.
Maybe they are just talking about the abundance of nuts all over campus and so they're really, really excited.
Whatever they're doing they are really, incredibly loud. I actually thought it was someone with a squirrel call they are so loud.
Oh, and yes, there is also someone clapping for them.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

8 Weeks 2 Days

Before I was ever pregnant I wrote my friend H, who lives in Mexico and is expecting his first child. In my email I confessed to him that one of my fears about becoming pregnant is getting fat. His response was, "You're right. You will get fat." I think he might have then said something about it being for a good cause but I was stuck on the "you will get fat" part.

Yet, despite my fears, I have decided to post pictures of me and my growing body (baby). I've been told that there's nothing more beautiful than a woman with child, and my recent visit to Macomb where multiple people wanted to see my belly proves that people are excited and I shouldn't be insecure.

So here's the first picture. This is me at 8 weeks:

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Three Cheers for My Husband

My car was shaking a bit and driving like it was bogged down. Even though Travis told me it was nothing much and not too bad, I would still imagine all the ways I could die on my way to and from work.
Yet on Sunday he bought some new spark plugs and wires, spent about an hour replacing my old ones and now the car is just fine. No engine light on or anything.
A friend had the same problem a few months ago. It cost her and her husband just under $400 to have it fixed at the shop. It cost us under $40.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

When life gives you lemons - make Lemon Drops

I am approaching the end of being 2 months pregnant. I haven't really gained any weight; my body is not so transformed like it will be at the end of 7, 8 and 9 months.
Regardless - things are different and not quite as comfortable. I am tired much of the time but I cannot sleep through the night. There are different discomforts and pains all over my body that will attack at any time of the day or night, most of them are not suitable for public discussion.
The 24/7 nausea is gone but in its stead is genuine morning sickness which also strikes randomly and with little warning.
Which brings me to this point: Last night I got sick 3 times, once before bed and twice in the middle of the night. And Travis never said anything except, "It's worth it," right before he rolled over and went back to sleep. I was hoping for a little sympathy and a lot of gratitude.
My one consolation: Lemon Drops. Sucking on them makes most everything better. Many thanks to Anner for suggesting them to me!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

1st Sonogram

In the black circle, the longer, bigger of the two blobs is our baby.
Right now he is just short of 1 centimeter.
Everything looks as it should and the heartbeat was strong and normal.

Monday, September 10, 2007

A visit from the wonderful A

This past weekend was very full but very good.

We had our first youth group meeting and it went very well.
There was a family dinner for my sister-in-law's bday.
Saturday morning was spent working on the house.

And the best of all (for me) is that last night my friend A came over for dinner. She is another admissions counselor, lives and works in another state, and we met rather randomly on the road last fall. There are some very nice people who do this job, but often times I feel like I don't have much in common with them.

Not so with A: interesting, fun, straight-forward and a godly woman - I look for her at fairs so we can eat dinner together and walk out together. I so badly wanted to invite her to my wedding but I felt too embarassed to do so. (I had only spent 7 hours of my life with her and had known her for less than 4 months.)

However, last night she brought me belated wedding gifts. Molasses, trivets and bowls made by hand in Haiti, where she was raised and where her parents still live as missionaries. Nestled inside was also a prayer book.

The best part about A is that when we talk it feels like we've been friends forever - there's comfort and trust in our conversations.

Hands down, she's the best part about the Fall Travel Season that has begun.

Friday, September 7, 2007

Here's the Update

I'm nauseous.
All the time.
It doesn't matter if I wake up at 2am to go to the bathroom - I'm nauseous. Right now. In an hour. At the end of the day. I'm always nauseous.
I've only had to run to the bathroom once but there's been a few more times where it's been way too close.
The only time I'm not nauseous is when I'm eating, or if I eat something substantial, for up to 10 minutes after I eat. And then I'm nauseous again.
I might be whining a little bit, but really I'm okay with being nauseous all the time - it means I'm still pregnant. I've tried discussing things with the kid to see if he'll ease up so I don't feel so cruddy all the time but so far he hasn't listened.
Maybe it's actually just the flu that's going around.