The Old and the New

I spent some time tonight in the nursery. The glow from the nightlight drew me in as I turned off the other house lights preparing to go to bed. I went in and shut and locked the windows since I would be leaving town tomorrow. As I locked the window by the crib the starfish mobile twirled a bit from the breeze. I wound up the mobile and watched as it danced gently above the empty crib. And then it hit me. All the emotions that I've been trying to subdue crashed into me, like a wave pummeling into the beach. I sat down in the glider and rocked myself while I wept in the darkness of the nursery.

There is something oddly serene about the nursery. While I don't go in there every day and often when I do go in there I get rather emotional, inevitably I leave feeling better. It is as though the room has taken on some of the healing properties of the ocean itself. Perhaps it's just all the love and care that went in to creating the nursery by Marshall and me and Stacey. The peace I get when spending even a few minutes in there assures me that any little boy or girl that we may have will certainly love that room and get buckets of enjoyment out of it.

Earlier today I spent some time at my Mom's office. My mom is the marketing/admissions director for an assisted living place in Wilmington called Autumn Care and this week is Nursing Home week. For nursing home week, Autumn Care was having festivities and games all week for the residents and staff. Stacey and I decided to go this afternoon and help with the games before my Zumba class. It was fun to spend some time with the residents and watch them smile and laugh. Since we were in a nursing home, Stacey and I also thought it would be fun to do something for Marshall.

Marshall has been "writing" these scenes for a comedy film. And by writing I mean telling them to me and our friends in the hope that I will write them down and eventually write a film based upon these scenes and characters. In one scene, Marshall has a character that works at a nursing home play dodge ball with the residents only the game becomes ugly as some of the residents take out their revenge on the dodge ball court. Since we weren't allowed to photograph any residents in our picture, we convinced some of my mom's coworkers to act as residents in the nursing home picture we made for Marshall. Hopefully, Marshall will get a kick out of it when he sees it and it will inspire him to keep "writing" his film.

So I spent half of my day with the elderly and then went to Zumba to work off some of the old me and try to find the new, skinny, unpregnant me. Susan met me at Zumba tonight. It was even more enjoyable to have a friend in the class to laugh with and dance our cares away with. I am surprised that with each class I find Zumba more and more entertaining and fun. Maybe it's because with each class I know the moves a bit better and don't feel as though I'm just stumbling over my feet for an hour. I'm just glad I haven't gotten bored with it yet and hope that I don't. I certainly need to stick to it long enough to go out with the old and in with the new physical me. Hopefully by doing so I will also go out with the old and in with the new emotional me as well.