There could be so many titles for these upcoming posts:
The Summer I Fell Apart and MANY People Witnessed It
Alicia: The Service Project
Alicia and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Summer
The Summer I Came Unglued
Of course it didn’t start out that way. In fact the
beginning wasn’t bad at all and there were even some REALLY REALLY good parts
(birthdays, new baby!, houseguests galore) but by the end of the summer things
went south and I was D.O.N.E.
I’ve decided it’s worth recording the events of this past
summer so if by chance I forget how hard it was and think about agreeing to
do it again, I can look back and be reminded.
So here it goes!
Part One
Luke left mid April to manage a team selling garbage
contracts door-to-door in Wilmington Delaware. We missed having him around but
honestly I was so busy with the daily school routine, chasing after Abby,
finishing up my night class and online class, coaching run club, growing a
baby, etc. that time flew by. Grandma Lucy came to visit and help out. Then my
sister came to visit and help out. Before we knew it, it was the middle of May
and a trip to visit Luke was in order. We spent the weekend exploring
Wilmington Delaware. We checked out the local zoo, had lunch in Newark home of
the University of Delaware, and most importantly spent time with Luke when he
wasn’t working. It was a very quick trip but so worth the long drive.
The rest of May and June marched along. We kept busy with
school, going to the gym, play dates, and I coached a second session of run
club. The end of June/beginning of July was a bit crazy and HOT. Jordan turned
7 and then finished up Kindergarten the next day. My run club girls ran in
their race (I was too pregnant to run with them) and then I turned 31. The
icing on the cake though was in the midst of all this our air conditioner stopped working. It
was the end of June (hot!) and I was 35 weeks pregnant. Awesome. Luckily the
homeowner was able to get someone out to charge the Freon and we only sweated
through a few days and nights.
At this point it had been almost seven weeks since we’d last
seen Luke and a trip north was in order. Luke’s office in Delaware had
dissolved a few weeks prior and he and a few reps had gone down to Northern
Virginia to sell pest control. This was great for us since it meant a shorter
car ride AND Café Rio – yay! I went to my 36 week appointment that morning,
packed up the car, stopped at school to meet Jordan’s new teacher, and then we
hit the road for Virginia. We had a great time! During the days I would take
the kids to the gym and let them play in the child center while I laid by the
pool and rested. Then we’d spend a few hours swimming, head back to Luke’s
apartment for naps and be ready to party when he got home from work…at 9:30pm.
It was actually a nice little vacation because I didn’t have to do any cleaning
or cooking. We were able to spend most of Independence day with him. We went
swimming and bbq’d and set off our own little fireworks in the church parking
lot. Very low key and just what we needed.
We returned home to Raleigh on Monday and I had a list a
mile long of things I wanted to get done before the baby came. Unfortunately,
as much as I wanted to nest and get things in order, I had zero energy. Jordan
went to a little theatre camp each morning at a friend’s house and on Friday we
got to go and watch him perform a little play.
On Saturday I was exactly 38 weeks and despite having no
energy I was motivated to get my house clean and in order. My mom was coming
that night and I wanted to be able to enjoy her visit. I worked hard all day
cleaning every inch of my house (and re-cleaning it since Abby kept undoing
every thing I did) and ended up working myself into labor...






