The dishwasher is humming, my floors are freshly cleaned and Cameron just went down for his nap. It’s a rare peaceful moment where naptime won’t be spent bustling around doing chores. Well, some chores, but just not as many as usual. After having two sets of guests for the last week my house feels neat. My guests all happened to be the kind who washed their own bedding before leaving, swept the kitchen floor and cooked breakfast. Not the kind of house guests one would expect, but the kind that would be welcomed back tomorrow and again next week.
Today is the first day of my second trimester. I could literally put about twenty-seven exclamation points after that statement to help you understand the enthusiasm behind those words. I’ve been feeling good for 3.5 days now and I really really really hope it continues. However, as pregnancy goes, I traded in my morning sickness, extreme fatigue and headaches for some acid reflux and a sometimes mild fatigue. It’s still the most painful acid reflux that I’d imagine there is, but at least it lasts for a much shorter time than the other ailments.
On Sunday I found myself catapulted back into an active lifestyle. A while back I had agreed to run in the Oakland half-marathon as a part of team supporting a young man with Autism, named Will, and a friend’s ministry called Wheelchairs for the Least of These. Soon after I agreed to this race I began to feel about as good as a piece of gum on the bottom of a shoe. So, I did what anyone would do and I volunteered my non-running husband to take my place in the race. We arrived at the Oakland Marathon and I was ready to putz around with Cam while the team was running. I had worn my leggings and tennis shoes just to be comfortable, but about five minutes before the race started I decided to run in it along with Jon since our friends were willing to take Cameron and the stroller. We only ran the first two and the last two miles of the race where we helped push Will, but it felt so amazing to run after a couple months of moving around as little as possible and to do it all as a part of such a great team. In fact, I liked it so much that yesterday I went for another run and decided to start training for a 10k. I can’t tell you how good it feels to finally have a new goal that does not just consist of keeping myself and my son alive for another day and to be out of the life-sucking first stage of pregnancy.
A little back story: While serving as missionaries in Chad, Africa for ten years, the Donoghues found a way to help the people that were stuck begging on the side of the road because they had no way to get around due to malformations and problems with their legs, arms, hands and feet. The Donoghues began disassembling bicycles and making them into unconventional wheelchairs that could handle the terrain of the area and the specific needs of the person. Now, after being back in the U.S. for two years, they continue to make wheelchairs and ship them back to Chad, Africa as well as make them for people living here in the U.S., like Will.
Wheelchairs for the Least of These truly is a beautiful ministry. You can be awesome and follow Wheelchairs for the Least of These on Instagram and Facebook.