Busy. Busy, busy, busy.

I had a friend look me square in the face and bluntly say “You guys have been way too busy.” It was one of those times where you wanted to get offended, but felt that conviction of how absolutely right they were, so you could only humble yourself. Being busy doesn’t please God. There is no check-in with how many things you can do in one summer. I think we didn’t hear that memo.

I have a terribly hard time saying “No” to things. I either feel like I will be left out, miss something, or just want to be included in everything. It’s a problem. Something I wrote about before. 

It’s hard to say the summer has been fully fun with all of the jam-packed activities we have had. Between dinners with friends, concerts, family reunions, camping trips, AZ sister trip – that sounds like one full summer of adventure. It definitely was, but there is a need to sloooow things down. I feel it in my bones. Or maybe that’s the 7month pregnant body talking…

I think God was also trying to tell us to ‘just stop it’. While the summer was full of activities, there was also something that went majorly wrong. You would have thought we got the hint. We didn’t. Let me recap for you:

  1. Memorial weekend, Riffe Lake camping: Last minute planning gave us very little to choose from when it came to campgrounds. The one we picked was tiny, wet, located on a steep hill with no water access. It was a shame to even call it “Riffe Lake Campground”. It was a small, private campground that while fun for those who want to party till the wee-hours would love {we’ve been there, no shame in that, just not there now with a toddler, tent and a pregnant angry mama}. It was so bad on our first night {people yelling and screaming until 4am, inappropriate ‘boot knocking’ in the showers (that’s just nasty), and everything being freezing and wet} that we packed up our site and went to a friends property nearby. While it was wonderful to be there, the neighbors having a domestic screaming match, again into the wee hours of the night, didn’t help to save the trip from being what it was – a complete disaster.  riffelake
  2. Alta Lake: Way to pick the hottest record weekend in WA to go camping in Eastern WA…the temps were set to reach 110+ and we were going to a campground that had been scorched the year previous {no tree coverage}. Our AC went out an hour into the drive, and no one could fix it in time. Did that make us turn around? Of course not! Thankfully we were going with friends so my pregnant self and the babies could ride in their air conditioned car, while the poor boys got to sweat out a few pounds doing “hot car yoga”. altalake
  3. Oregon Family Reunion: Something my husband looks forward to every year…couldn’t make it because I had to be hospitalized during the week prior. This was a time we did listen and didn’t push it – but still one to add to the crazy summer. 20150730_204914
  4. Lake Chelan: We had been looking forward to this “long camping vacation” for the whole year. Lake Chelan is my absolute favorite place to go. Sadly, the forest fires happening in and around Chelan were giving our group a bit of worry due to smoke hazards. The trip was about to be canceled/changed last minute, but thankfully we had friends going early that were able to let us know that the smoke wasn’t too bad. We toughed it out and went, and there was a bit of smoke in the mornings which caused us a bit of discomfort and sickness the week after we got home. lakechelan
  5. Bumping Lake: Another family trip we look forward to every year. At this point in the summer, I’m already a full 7months pregnant, feeling exhausted, and just ready for it all to be over {real trooper there}. We had heard that the lake was so low, no boats could be in the water and that the bees were pretty bad. Again, did that stop us?? NEVER! We arrived to it being windy and freezing {why do I forget that we are in elevation every year?} and the bees. The bees were horrible. Swarming, landing on food, landing on children. Everywhere!! Then the smoke rolled in. The smoke was worse than Chelan and was all over the Western part of the state. We stayed the whole weekend – through frigid cold nights, bees, low water and smoke. And then on the wonderful drive home, going over my favorite pass {sarcasm} I turn to see my daughter vomiting everywhere in her carseat. I’m done. IMG952729

You definitely can’t say we didn’t have a lot of adventure! There were a lot of good times and memories made through this all, but I pray that we keep this summer as a lesson to not overbook ourselves. And can someone please point me in the direction of the podium to receive my award and give my speech about being pregnant with a toddler while still working full time AND still doing all of this?? Oh wait, that’s right, there is no award for being too busy. That was my point.

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