On the tail end of working 12 hour days during my first pregnancy, I fell down and broke my foot. Suddenly life stood still as I grappled with the reality of not being able to walk or drive a car.
I had worked for months organizing a conference for a non-profit organization. After it was over, I still had follow-up work. Now all I could do was sit at home and keep my yellow cast elevated. After two weeks, there was still no way I could drive with that cast. It would take my husband an extra hour and a half to drop me off at work and pick me up each day. Circumstances forced me to leave my job two months early. [Read more…]
Last week was crazy week at my house. Actually, maybe every week is crazy week, but last week the craziness exceeded normal limits. Monday night I hosted a bridal shower for 35 women, Wednesday night 20 people came over to plan a community service project, Thursday I helped with a wedding rehearsal and went to the dinner afterwards. Friday night our house church had a games night, and Saturday I coordinated my friend’s wedding. Sometimes craziness just happens despite my best attempts to take control of my schedule. 