Category Archives: #reverb10

Because I’m procrastination stubborn

I don’t know what it is but these last 2 reverb posts are hard. Everything in me does NOT want to do them and it’s simply because I’m stubborn about my label of being a procrastinator. I am one, dangit, and no internet web writing challenge can change that.

Gift

This month, gifts and gift-giving can seem inescapable. What’s the most memorable gift, tangible or emotional, you received this year?

(Author: Holly Root)

I’m not going to lie. This pregnancy thing is beautiful and miraculous and life changing. Blah, blah, blah. But the boobs? The boobs are awesome. For the most part anyways. I mean, the whole “if air so much as touches these things I will curl into the fetal position and die” part of pregnancy boobs sucked. But actually filling out an entire cup o’ bra has been a dream of mine since I was 12.

Core Story

What central story is at the core of you, and how do you share it with the world? (Bonus: Consider your reflections from this month. Look through them to discover a thread you may not have noticed until today.)

(Author: Molly O’Neill)

I really don’t know. I’ve thought about it for a while. And I hate ending this writing challenge in such a weak way, but I don’t know that there is a central story. Whatever the story is I always to try to share it in a lighthearted and still honest way. We make things so serious and heavy all of the time that there are days when I feel it’s my personal mission to remind people to lighten up. It’s not that serious.

So my central story? Sunshine Bear. Because no matter how bad something seems there’s probably a reason to smile. Promise.

I make telemarketers laugh #reverb10

Defining Moment

Describe a defining moment or series of events that has affected your life this year.

(Author: Kathryn Fitzmaurice)

Pregnancy…blah, blah, blah… seeing our son on the Magical Look Inside My Womb Picture Maker Machine… blah, blah, blah…

I’m just as bored with this as you. Trust me.

So let me tell you about how I made a telemarketer laugh yesterday.

Me: Good morning, Company I Work For.

Telemarketer: Hi, can I speak to your operations manager?

Me: We don’t have an operations manager.

TM: Oh. Well, what about your quality control manager?

Me: We’re a construction company. We don’t have those positions.

TM: Oh. Well, what about your plant manager?

Me: What exactly do you think we sell/do here?

TM: You’re a construction company so you build… roads? homes?

Me: Sure. We still don’t have any of those positions.

TM: Well, who makes sure that the community is satisfied with your product?

Me: Oh!! I get you. Well, the government sends out inspectors. Maybe you could try them.

TM: Oh… Can I speak to your operations manager?

I had confused him so much that he decided to just go ahead and START FROM THE TOP OF HIS SCRIPT.

Me: We don’t have that position. But we do have lots of receptionists…

TM: (Genuine laughter) Ok, well you have a good day ma’am.

Confusion AND genuine laughter? In one telemarketer conversation? Color me Successful.

“L” is not always for Loser #reverb10

Achieve

What’s the thing you most want to achieve next year? How do you imagine you’ll feel when you get it? Free? Happy? Complete? Blissful? Write that feeling down. Then, brainstorm 10 things you can do, or 10 new thoughts you can think, in order to experience that feeling today.

(Author: Tara Sophia Mohr)

I want to achieve my MFT license. I imagine I’d feel relieved and free. Right now I’m under supervision, which is great,  but that dang “L” (as in LMFT as Licensed Marriage and Family Therapist) sure would be awesome.

Speaking of the “L”, have you ever thought about how much importance we put on things that aren’t that important? I mean, is it really that awesome to have an “L” in my name? No. Not really. Heck most of you probably didn’t even know that an “L” mattered in this line of work.

Shouldn’t I want to achieve something a little more substantial than an element of the alphabet? Why not hope to achieve something that would, you know, actually matter like world peace or a cure for cancer or an easy bake oven for all the children in Uganda?

And now I’m too depressed with my own lack of vision to even finish the rest of this prompt. Thanks, reverb10, for killing my spirit…

#Reverb10 Catch up

Goodnight. I’m getting behind…

Photo

Sift through all the photos of you from the past year. Choose one that best captures you; either who you are, or who you strive to be. Find the shot of you that is worth a thousand words. Share the image, who shot it, where, and what it best reveals about you.

(Author: Tracey Clark)

This is a picture of me and my mom at Hanihe and Greg’s wedding. I’m going to guess Melissa took it because she’s kind of like my mom’s personal paparazzi assistant (“Here, Melissa, take a picture of me”).

When I think about what kind of mom I’m going to be I pray I’m exactly like mine. I was your typical teenager who thought everything my mom said was stupid, but the older I get the more in love with her I fall. Yes, she can be controlling. And she is nosey. And she gets grumpy if I show up not wearing makeup. But I just adore her and the woman that she is.

So that’s a picture of me sitting next to the woman I strive to be.

Soul Food

What did you eat this year that you will never forget? What went into your mouth & touched your soul?

(Author: Elise Marie Collins)

Um. I eat McDonald’s. I try to keep food away from my soul.

Ordinary Joy

Our most profound joy is often experienced during ordinary moments. What was one of your most joyful ordinary moments this year?

(Author: Brené Brown)

Any time Mark puts his arm around me. I don’t know if it’s joy or simply magic.

 

You can call me Maria #reverb10

New Name

Let’s meet again, for the first time. If you could introduce yourself to strangers by another name for just one day, what would it be and why?

(Author: Becca Wilcott)

I like my name. Marie. The only thing I might change is the pronunciation and introduce myself with a French accent. Like the Aristocat.

 

Everything’s OK

What was the best moment that could serve as proof that everything is going to be alright? And how will you incorporate that discovery into the year ahead?

(Author: Kate Inglis)

I’ve started writing down what I’m praying for over the past few months in a little notebook. I am amazed at how many prayers I’ve already seen answered. So I know that everything is going to be alright because “Maranatha!

 

From Coast to Coast #reverb10

Travel
How did you travel in 2010? How and/or where would you like to travel next year?
(Author: Tara Hunt)

Mark and I had planned a trip to Savannah, GA shortly before we found out about Marshmallow so we ended up exploring this beautiful city during my first trimester. I was miserable. Nothing ever sounded appetizing which meant I never wanted to eat and not eating made me feel like dying. I only stayed alive because Savannah is gorgeous.

But do not think for one second that first trimester blahs meant I wasn’t going to turn on The Adorable when the camera was pointed at me. I am still my mother’s daughter.

I also went on the 2nd Annual Girls Trip with my high school best friends, Shelly P and Michelle Z-A. Michelle lives in Seattle so we went to visit her on the West Coast. And of all the things there is to see in the beautiful Northwest we decided the most important experience was to make the pilgrimage to the land of Twilight. That’s right. Forks, Washington.

This is where Jacob and The Pack frolic…

 

What’s neat is that Marshmallow has officially been to both coasts. In utero, of course.

In 2011 I am hoping to get to the beach. Because is there anything cuter than babies in the sand? I think not.

(Savannah Photo Credits go to Mark and Pacific Northwest Photo Credits go to Shelly P. We’re still waiting on Michelle Z-A’s pics. And I just mooch off of other people’s digital memories.)

I want a time machine now #reverb10

Future Self
Imagine yourself five years from now. What advice would you give your current self for the year ahead? (Bonus: Write a note to yourself 10 years ago. What would you tell your younger self?)
(Author: Jenny Blake)

I had to organize this in my head a couple of times. Imagine 5 years into the future. So I’m 32. And I’m giving advice to my current self. 32 year old Marie talking to 27 year old Marie. Got it. Let’s do this.

Dear 27,
Dude. You’re pregnant. Five years later and I’m still wondering what God was thinking.

I know what you’re wondering more than anything else in the world right now. Don’t worry. Otis only cries about his name 5 or 6 times a week now. It’s getting better. Promise. But if you want to push harder for the name Edison you go right ahead and do that. It’ll save you tons in child therapy.

I don’t have much advice to give you since, well, I don’t exist yet. And not to be morbid, but who really knows if you’ll make it to 32? Sorry. That was mean. Just chill. You’ll be fine.
Peace out,
32

Now for the bonus. 27 year old Marie writing a note to 17 year old Marie. Oh dear.

17,
You’re not going to make it through the engineering program at Tech. But stick with it for as long as you can. Plenty of cute boys and you’ll love bragging about your minor in math. In your world it’s even more impressive than the master’s you’ll eventually get.
In a couple years The Guy You Used To Date (who is The Guy You Are Dating Right Now) is going to refuse to talk to you. You’re going to be sure your world is over and your heart will never stop aching. You’ll go back to him and as your future self I feel comfortable filing that in the “No harm, no foul” category. Most importantly, that tailspin you go through is when you get your first peek at your love of power dynamics in a relationship.
Your mom is right. About everything. Just listen to her. Please.
Oh, and those girls you call your best friends? Yep, you’ll still be just as in love with those ladies in 10 years as you are today. Consider yourself blessed.
Much love little one,
27

Sermons that heal and birth control is easier than labor #reverb10

I told you I was getting tired. Blogging every single day will wear a lady out…

Healing.
What healed you this year? Was it sudden, or a drip-by-drip evolution? How would you like to be healed in 2011?
(Author: Leonie Allan)

We had CHURCH yesterday and yesterday’s sermon healed me. All I could think was someone has turned the Jesus faucet on because truth was pouring out. The healing was still a drip-by-drip one and the worship service yesterday was just God’s way of going through this past year and underlining and highlighting and putting exclamation points all over the things He’s been telling me for the past 6 months.

And what is being healed? The narcissism that is eating up my heart. I’m sure more on that will come in a later blog post.

Beyond Avoidance
What should you have done this year but didn’t because you were too scared, worried, unsure, busy or otherwise deterred from doing? (Bonus: Will you do it?)
(Author: Jake Nickell)

Easy. Refill my birth control prescription.

Yrt is try backwards #reverb10

Try
What do you want to try next year? Is there something you wanted to try in 2010? What happened when you did / didn’t go for it?
(Author: Kaileen Elise)

Try in 2011:

  • Cook every night for  a month.
  • To hang out with friends. In person. More often than once a month.
  • I’d say something athletic/adventurous/risky but I’d be lying. I don’t do those things.

As far as 2010 there isn’t much that I don’t try. The problem, most of the time, is that I don’t have much vision. Please refer to my above list.

Not going to lie. I think I’m getting close to reverbed out…. but I’m going to keep on keepin’ on.

When Charley Horses Attack #reverb10

Lesson Learned
What was the best thing you learned about yourself this past year? And how will you apply that lesson going forward?
(Author: Tara Weaver)

It’s not “the best” thing to learn, but I feel it’s important that I know this now…

I’ve learned that I’m in no way ready for childbirth.

This morning I got massive leg cramps. In both of my legs. AT THE SAME TIME.

Yes, I know calcium is the answer. Or Vitamin D. Or something that isn’t in my diet of french fries and nutty buddies, but I’m not interested in lectures on nutrition right now.

Right now, I’m interested in the fact that I was nearly brought to tears by Charley Horses. This would be find if said Charley Horses were, well, REAL HORSES. And trying to come out of my nose. But these were just leg cramps, People.

The good thing about knowing this now is that I can prepare those around me.

Dear Mark, Mom, Midwives, and Vanderbilt students learning about the miracle of childbirth… I’m sorry for being so rude and scary right now. It’s me. Not you. NOW WILL SOMEONE PLEASE GIVE ME AN EPIDURAL?!?!?

I’m also going to get educated. I just finished reading Ina May Gaskin’s: A guide to childbirth. I would highly recommend it to everyone because no one is more afraid of labor than I am and this book really helped me change my perspective on what labor could be and maybe what God intended for it to be.

We’re also doing a childbirth class. But we’re doing it in the privacy of our own home. Via DVD.

I know lots of people enjoy meeting other pregnant couples and all that, but we’re getting our fill of pregnant women through the centering class I’m in with the midwives (more about that in future posts, I’m sure). That and when your pregnancy newsletter says that classes fill up quickly they aren’t lying. I went to sign up and everything I was interested in was full. So DVD was the natural next choice and I’m actually super excited about it. We’ll be using the Small Wonders Education Series which means that we can go at our own pace and I don’t have to worry about elbowing Mark every time he forgets he’s supposed to be a cool, caring, progressive dad and makes gagging sounds when someone says “vagina”.

So bring it, Charley Horses. I’m ready. Once I get that epidural…