Last week my life became a stressball the minute our Bishopric second counselor asked me if I would be willing to serve as the PRIMARY MUSIC LEADER, I don't know what these people are thinking. I don't sing. And most importantly, I don't sing in front of people.
I went to primary last week, just to observe how the current music leader runs the show, and was completely floored by #1 how many songs I have forgotten or just have flat our never heard, and #2 how huge our primary is. There were over 80 kids in primary last week. That is a lot of people who are going to hear how much I really don't sing.
So this Sunday is my first "try"....yes, EASTER Sunday. Then mother's day is coming up and we have to do TWO songs in sacrament meeting. Ugh! I have been desperately trying to learn all these songs this week - poor Steve has to bear the brunt of it. I hear him walking around the house singing the fourth article of faith - I have played it on the piano about a hundred times since last Sunday.
This week was also stressful because we found out our little baby may not be as perfectly healthy as we thought. I had an ultrasound last week - not even sure why I had it, I thought it was routine, but come to find out most people don't get an ultrasound at 29 weeks unless something is wrong. She is a small baby, which I already knew since my belly is really not that big (I am measuring three weeks behind), but her head is why the doctor is concerned. Apparently the size of her head is measuring in the less than two-percentile.
It could mean a scary word like Dolichocephaly, or maybe it just means she has a small head and I will have an easy delivery. At any rate, my doctor wants me to see a specialist for a level two ultrasound. Steve and I are doing that next Tuesday morning. I am trying my best to not freak myself out, but I just want to know what's going on!
I think I'm in for another stressful week....