We had a friend from Washington come out and visit for 10 days and then we had a four day gap between my husband's parent's coming out for 10 days! We did a lot of activities during that time and it felt like a lot of go go go. It's wonderful having guests and family from the mainland visiting but it was pretty tiring. After they left last week I came down with a cold. So this past week has been getting back into our routine and resting up. One thing about having visitors is that we do more touristy things when they are here then we would do just on our own.
Elijah turned one this past month too. I can't believe it. I am happy though that God brought me through this year without getting pregnant. Because both my kids were c-sections it was important that I at least had a year to heal. So now I have 2 one year olds! Moses won't be two until Sept. 28. So I am enjoying them immensely right now as Elijah now walks every where chasing after Moses. They have so much fun playing together.
I got to go body boarding again with Ryan a couple weeks back and surprisingly I got an incredible wave, first time ever. Ryan said that he pushed my board a bit to make sure I caught it and sure enough it was awesome. Later he told me I rode about 50 yards and let me tell you when I caught it I was amazed at what I was doing. So there I was gripping my board with all my might sure that I would fall off if I lost my grip and than be engulfed in the wave. Not wanting to find out what that would be like, I managed to lean back and grip tightly and ride like a pro, but then as I was facing the rocky shore with fallen logs (yes, it is a rocky shore here, no white sand beaches like in the post cards), it began to get closer and closer and the waves weren't slowing down as I imagined they would. I thought that it would just slow down and I could gracefully float off or something like that. My imagination had it figured out...anyways so I'm rapidly approaching the rocks and I'm not slowing, I don't know how to stop, I wanted to pray but all that I could manage was an "O God"(so grateful that he knows our needs even though we don't always know how to pray, or have time to pray!) before I crashed! I slid back on my board sure that when I hit my upper body would be saved by it's protection. Well I arrived on the rocky bank not sure exactly how I made it, except that as soon as I was out of the water I scrambled upon a fallen log and held onto it as the waves continued to roll in and slap against me. I couldn't move right away, I was kind of in shock by the whole experience and had to get my bearings about me as I processed what I had just accomplished and survived. This surely was an exciting feat as I am I simple mom at home with my boys most days, never thought that I would body board in the pacific ocean by the rocky shores in Hawaii. And to actually catch a wave was pretty exciting for me. So anyways, I managed to pry myself from my log and make my way back to where Ryan's parent's were watching our boys. I looked down as I was taking my flipper off so see my knee was a little bloody but it didn't hurt at all (not until later that is). I scraped off the little rocky pebbles embedded in my knee and all seemed fine. In all I came away with just had a few small scrapes and an bruise the size of a half dollar coin that turned every shade imaginable. Actually I was kind of proud of my "wound," almost like a souvenir that I wore to show that I had caught a wave and survived:) Hee hee. My husband told me later that he watched me catch it but then the wave rose up and took me away and he couldn't see me anymore until the wave died out at the shore. He said that he was a little worried at first because he didn't imagine that I would ride it all the way to the shore! Needless to say I have learned now how you're supposed to get off a wave and hopefully next time I'll manage that better.
