Thursday, October 11, 2007

Just Another Day In Paradise...


I love my life. Seriously, I can't even begin to put into words just how much I love my life. I am so thankful for all the things the Lord has blessed me with. I'm so thankful for my amazing parents and their amazing parents that gave me such a wonderful start in life. I'm so thankful for my in-laws, because they did a terrific job raising their son and he makes a wonderful husband! I have lived an incredible life. I have a ton of awesome friends...most people would give anything just to have one or two of these people as friends. I am so blessed to have so many people to laugh with me, cry with me, share in my pain, excitement, anger, happiness and to catch me when I fall. I fell in love with the most incredible man, and he loved me back. I have a love story out of a movie. I had my fairy tale wedding. I live in a beautiful home in a beautiful neighborhood. I am blessed to not have to work, so I can spend more time working on our organization and helping hundreds of people. I have the most precious and beautiful little boy on the planet. My incredible husband turned into an incredible daddy as well. I get to watch the two of them playing together every night. The way Kai watches daddy get ready in the mirror in the morning, and the way daddy gives him just a little bit of his cologne. I love that even after nearly three years, my husband still calls every day...he still kisses me goodbye every morning...he still makes me laugh til my sides hurt. I love my family...I love the person I've become. Especially the last few months. The last few months have been so amazing. So much has happened and life has been rather hectic, but for the first time I have been able to let go of everything in the past, stop worrying about everything in the future and be the very best that I can be right now. I absolutely could not be happier. I'm so proud of my beautiful little family and everything that I've accomplished, only by the grace of God. We have so much coming up in the next few months and I just can't wait! I can't wait to road trip for our anniversary. I can't wait to be home with everyone for thanksgiving. I can't wait til Kai's first birthday party (ok...i can wait for that...he's growing up too fast). I can't wait til Christmas and California. I'm so glad that I have a life that's something to be proud of. I'm so glad I don't have to sneak around hoping people don't figure out what I'm doing. I'm so thankful I have parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, friends and a husband who are proud of me. Last night we were laying in bed and Ward said..."wait I heard a song today and I thought of you, I want to go put it on my myspace." haha. So he got up out of bed and found it to post it. How many husbands would do that? It makes me feel so special that he wants the whole world to see just how wonderful what we have really is. I'm also very thankful for my friends' husbands. Nearly all of them have been so wonderful to my girls. And I've gained so many "new" friends when my friends got married. We are blessed to be given another day to love and learn and chase our dreams. But in all honesty, I've stopped chasing my dreams...because I'm living them...so I think now I'll just slow down and enjoy the ride.

Sunday, October 7, 2007

The Power of Words

Life's been a bit crazy lately. This past week has been especially difficult in the Schweitzer household. Last weekend we were in Decatur. There is so much going on with our families that it never seems to be the relaxing time that it used to be. We did get to have both of our families for dinner together Sunday after church, so that was nice. Even as turmoil swirls around our families, the stability and solid foundation we have always had in our parents has stayed strong. We both have such admirable parents. I hope that we can be even half as wonderful as parents as they have been.
We ended up staying in Decatur until Monday morning, then I dropped Ward off at work on my way home. Fairly early in the afternoon, he called to say that he thought he was sick and that he was going to come home early. By Tuesday morning, he had caught whatever it was full force. He called in sick and I tried to work around him and keep Kai occupied while taking care of Ward. He wasn't much better on Wednesday and ended up working from home. That was even more difficult. Trying to get everything done and keep Kai out of his hair. He finally thought he was feeling better Wednesday night, then Kai woke up in the night with a runny nose. The next day Ward went back to work and left me with a sick little boy.
Kai had a runny nose and slight fever on Thursday, then Thursday night he didn't sleep...at all. I was up all night with him. I was exhausted, he was exhausted. His fever just kept going up and up, no matter how much Tylonol I gave him. After two days of not wanting to eat and not sleeping, I took him to the doctor. He had 102.3 degree fever. The doctor said that it would just have to pass, and that I was doing everything right and it should be over soon.
So I went back home Friday afternoon, slightly discouraged because my parents were coming down that night for Boeing's family day on Saturday. If Kai was still running a fever, he couldn't go. I was disappointed. So Kai and I spent the evening dancing by candlelight to Norah Jones in the great room. Daddy joined us for a few dances until Kai get real sleepy. He stayed awake long enough to see Mamaw and Papa, then went to bed. My parents offered to get up with him since we hadn't had any sleep, but he ended up sleeping until after 7! It was wonderful. He got up, ate and went back to bed for a few hours. And the best part, was that his fever had broken! He was acting more like himself, eating and getting into everything.
We spent all day yesterday at Boeing, touring assembly lines and seeing the bomb facility. It had been three years since I had been, so it was exciting to see all the advances. Especially the bomb facility, I hadn't been there before, it was amazing. My dad afterward said that it was very sobering to think that Ward worked there. People just think he has an easy desk job, but it's a fairly precarious position to be in. I think it really sank in to them the seriousness of it all when Ward said it was one of the reasons he'd moved his family outside the "blast zone".
You just don't think about those sorts of things happening. But they could. People wonder why we pay so much attention to politics and world news and why we care so much...they just don't understand. Military families understand. But most of the rest of America has no clue. They don't understand the risks involved. Once again, I was so proud walking through those buildings of my husband and everything he does to protect those brave men and women who defend our nation.
When the day was over (after a brief visit to babies r us and cabelas) we were all tired. We ate at Red Robin then headed home. Just before we got ready for bed I told them that I was starting to not feel very well. Sure enough, I was up in the night...and by this morning I had a fever over 100 degrees and was sick as could be. It was miserable. I feel somewhat better now, just have to keep pumping in the medicine as often as possible. I don't have time to be sick. I have way too much to do this week and my in-laws and niece and nephew will be here Friday. So much to do. So the week was fairly stressful, but I did get to feel a sense of accomplishment. Time and time again recently I've been faced with tough situations and time and time again, I've discovered that I'm stronger than I thought I was.
My husband told me the other day that he has no idea how I do it. He just doesn't know how I keep everything running so smoothly. I told him that I didn't think I did all that great of a job and he laughed at me and said I was a ridiculous perfectionist. haha. That may be true. I do try so hard to do the very best that I can for my family. I know that it would be acceptable for me to not accomplish much, for our house to be a wreck, for us to eat carry out every night. I don't think my husband would complain at all after seeing how hard Kai is to keep up with, and all the other responsiblities I have. But I can't live that way. I want a clean, organized house. I want to know my baby is eating the best stuff possible. I want to know that there's good food in the refrigerator and my husband has something good to come home to at night. It's a lot of work and sometimes the task seems overwhelming, but there are moments that make it completely worth it.
Like when Ward comes home and raves about something I cooked and how he can't wait to have the leftovers tomorrow. Or when he talks about the guys at the office going on and on about how they can't believe his wife would send a pie to work that was still warm from the oven since she baked it that morning. Or to overhear someone say that they think I'm a wonderful mother, even if it doesn't always feel like it to me. Or to have a new doctor that I've never met come in and say, "wait...you just had a baby 10 months ago??? no way! you're in great shape!" Or to have my mom (the ultimate cleaning perfectionist) come into my house this weekend and say "How on earth is your house so clean when you have a sick baby!"
It's amazing the way our words hold so much power. The way a single encouraging comment like that can make everything worthwhile. We've felt the same feeling in our organization lately. We've been swamped making blankets and trying desperately to complete this cookbook. Sometimes it seems like it's just too much. Then there's the precious couple at the cancer center who talk about how much they love the blanket they got and how they use it all the time...and how their grandkids love it so much that they'll turn the fans on when it's hot so they can use it. Or the thank-you notes from people who've been given less than a year to live, but want to help make more blankets because theirs means so much to them. And then you realize that what you're doing is making a difference. That it is important. That it's worth doing.
Words may not seem like much but they can give us the strength we need to keep on keeping on. In fact, words (especially Scripture) are at times all that can keep us holding on.

Thursday, October 4, 2007

on growing up


It happens to all of us. Sure we may stay "children at heart" but at some point, at least outwardly, we all should have to grow up. Not everyone does. These people are usually people who live off of those of us who have grown up, complain because they don't have enough and people aren't giving them enough, refuse to take responsibility for their actions, and just generally annoy the rest of the population.

However, for the majority of us, growing up is a process and a journey that we will all eventually take. When you're a baby, you aren't responsible for your actions, or for anything really. As I said, some people stay this way, completely dependant on other people to survive. But most of us grow up to be toddlers. We start understanding "right" from "wrong" and become responsible for doing the "right" thing. We start to see some consequences for both our right and wrong actions. If we do something bad, we're punished. If we do something good, we're rewarded.

Then we get older. We go to school. We have to start thinking about other people. We learn what things we do make people happy and what things make people sad. We learn how other people and their feelings are also important.

We get to jr. high or high school and we start more in-depth interpersonal relationships. We form "groups" of friends. We set certain standards for people whom we will associate with. We begin to realize that the opposite sex is not the same as us, and in most situations, the dating game begins. Unfortunately some of us didn't learn that grade school lesson about other people's feelings, and will cause a lot of damage to other people during these "dating game" years. We also start to really care about what others think of us, leading some to develop horrible self-esteem which often leads either to depression, or incredible arrogance problems due to their insecurites.

Also in high school, we start to realize that most (not all) of us will be expected to move out of our parents' home. We're expected to go to college. When that day comes, we say goodbye to the familiarity of everything we've known, the friends we've been in school with for years sometimes, and we head off to college, where no one is telling us what we should or shouldn't do. It's more freedom than many people can handle all at once. They go crazy doing everything they know they shouldn't. This is frowned upon by most of our older, more mature counterparts (many of whom never had this college experience)...and they're right in one sense. Unless you're confident in who you are, and you have a certain set of standards that you adhere to even in your wilder days, you will inevitably find yourself in a whole heap of trouble. Some of us fail classes, some of us get kicked out of school completely, some of us do irreperable damage to our futures by making it so that we cannot get a good job because of a "criminal record", some of us end up starting families long before we're ready to, some of us get married, then divorced all within that four years. But if nothing else, you learn...you learn that it's not just your parents who dole out consequences for your actions...life inevitably has consequences. You're responsible for being a responsible person...just because you're parents aren't there doesn't mean you can do whatever you want without any consequences. You will end up hurting yourself or another person. At any rate, whatever your experience, we all end up making mistakes and we all end up learning valuable lessons. If you survive your college years with reputation intact and relatively unscathed, consider yourself fortunate.

The next big "growing up" experience is usually getting a job. Now you're back to being accountable to someone else. No one else is paying your bills for you (unless you're getting government handouts to sit on your butt watching tv all day...there's consequences for that too, but that's another issue altogether). You are responsible for making a living, providing for yourself. In order to survive, you have to play by the rules...but you're basically only accountable to God and your boss. Yet, for some people...this is the phase in life where they truely grow up. Some people, still have a ways to go.

Then you get married. Getting married is a point where many people grow up. They start to realize that their actions now directly affect another person. If they mess up, it makes the other person look bad as well. If they act irresponsibly and continue to run around having extramarital relationships, they are not only responsible for the demise of their marriage, and their reputation, they are also responsible for the devestation that would be caused to the other person. If you get mad and quit your job, you are now responsible for two people, not just yourself. Nearly every decision you make impacts your spouse. Now is a great time to grow up. To stop running around bars every weekend, sitting on your butt doing nothing and finally grow up and act like a responsible adult. However, this is not the time that some people choose to grow up...some wait just a little longer...and that's ok...so long as your spouse can handle it...

But then a little one comes along. You're now completely responsible for another human being. That child depends on you for everything...for it's emotional, physical, psychological well-being. Now, my friends, is the time to grow up. To continue to stay in your immature state, acting as though you were still in college is not only irresponsible, but detrimental to your child. For one thing, your rebellious, lazy or promiscuous attitudes and actions can directly inhibit your ability to physically care for your child. You may get drunk and say or do things to your child, or in front of your child that you would never have said sober. You may treat your spouse poorly and your child has to witness it. Or you may just make bad decision after bad decision and set a horrible example for you child. All of these things will impact your child. They will shape the way that child views himself, his family, you, your spouse, his faith, substances, choices, responsibility, finances, etc. Don't think your child isn't watching. Even when they're small, they can sense when things aren't right...and it affects them. Once you hit this point in life, it's time to join the ranks of the rest of us and grow up. You had your fun. It's time to grow up and be a responsible, productive member of society.

Some of us won't. Some of us will continue to destroy ourselves and our families. We'll have relationships we shouldn't, do things we shouldn't, be lazy and take an entitlement approach to life. We'll put down our spouses, be controlling, selfish, ungrateful, jealous, and consumed with throwing off responsibilty rather than embracing it. But that isn't the kind of legacy you want to leave for your children is it?

People are afraid of growing up. It's like taboo. In turn, people are often afraid of these points in life where you are expected to grow up, such as getting married or having children. Growing up is not a bad thing. Personally, I couldn't be more glad to be done with my crazy years. Sure, there are perks to being single and having no responsibility, but I wouldn't go back to being single for anything. The love, respect, security is irreplaceable. And yes, it's a lot more responsiblity to grow up in order to better raise your child, but you get the satisfaction of knowing you're giving the one you love more than anything, the best shot at being everything they want to be, without the emotional or behavioral baggage to hold them back. You're raising your child to have healthy relationships, to respect other people, to take responsibility for your actions. And also, you are able to make a difference in the world around you because you aren't so focused on yourself. Because, let's face it, the college lifestyle is nearly completely selfish. It's about us. It's about doing what we want to do when we want to do it. It doesn't particularly matter to most of us whether we're shaming our families, disrespecting other people, or breaking the law. The world seems to revolve around us...but that just isn't the best way to live. We are put on earth for a purpose, and only when you get over yourself and your childish "wants" can you realize what that is, and be capable of doing it.

So for all of those (most of you reading this) who have grown up, don't see it as a bad thing. Embrace it for all it is instead of longing for the days when you lived as if you were the only person who mattered. Take a moment to look at your spouse and be thankful for the sacrifices they were and are willing to make for you. Look at your child and be thankful that you're doing the very best you can for that precious little one.

And if you are one of the few who are still lagging behind, take a look at your family. Try to see down the road, when the consequences of your actions become visible. Think of how badly it will hurt your spouse to find out you've been unfaithful. How hard it will be to have nothing because of your laziness. How lost you will feel when after years of you doing nothing and having no respect, your spouse calls it quits and leaves you with nothing. How hard it will be to try to encourage your child to make good decisions, when they saw you making bad ones. Everything you do matters now. There are no wasted moments. They either impact your life for good or for bad...it's time to grow up and lead the amazing life that you're called to.