Instead of a sweater

that will end up at goodwill in a month anyway why not buy Heartline Ministries some hope for the future? Go to the Heartline Runners' Site and see how you can help. Or check out Corey's blog http://www.watchingthewaters.wordpress.com/. She's doing a cool raffle!

For Suzette

2009 Preschool Graduate.


A classic Daniel hug for his best friend Brody (also from Haiti).


He loves the camera.

At the lake.

Heavy

Not as in "a problem with the earth's gravitational pull", but as in "holy cow could one more thing be weighing on my mind right now??".

Last Thursday Madeline's horse was down when the girls went down to feed in the morning. We brought her up to the house and called the vet. She was not good. At one point we thought she was dying right in front of us - slow breathing, glazed eyes, wouldn't get up. The vet arrived and got her up, took her temp and did a rectal (yeah). She was constipated and likely had an intestinal blockage. He shot about a gallon of mineral oil into her and a bucket of water. By evening she was not better so we called him back for more of the same. At night we set alarms to get up and walk her a bit to make sure she was moving. Friday afternoon she was still not great so he came back and gave another injection. Saturday morning she went down again and we knew she was not going to pull out of this. The vet said he would come put her down. She was 25+ years old and he thought she might have some other underlying issue like a tumor that was keeping her from being able to pass anything. There are lots of other details that I will spare you about watching an animal that large die. It was gutwrenching. When the vet finally arrived I was so relieved to see her stop suffering. My girls sat by her head and held her and sobbed. I thought at one point that I literally couldn't take it anymore. This horse was Madeline's best friend for the past 4 years, and she has been a dream of hers since she was 4 years old. The pain of a mother watching her child suffer like that is almost unbearable. Madeline is deeply grieving as the reality of Aesha being gone sets in. She doesn't want to find another horse right now. She is sad and she is not herself.

I feel HEAVY.

Then we realize that Gabe has some stuff going on that needs to be dealt with and call the psychologist, the only one we trust, and make plans to get him into therapy. I am his mom and I don't know how to help him. I don't know what's going on in his head most of the time. I don't know how to reach him, or if he feels loved, or if he feels safe. So many things about him that I just don't know.

I feel HEAVY.

Little Sweat Pea (our foster daughter) has a new diagnosis and a new prognosis that scares the @#%!*%#%$^%$^##$^*@#@!!!! out of me. Her mom is not doing so great at getting stable. I worry what this means for her life. I worry what this means for our lives. All because of one idiotic moment.

I feel HEAVY.

I can't believe I'm saying this, but could someone please send me one of those stupid email jokes or something. I seriously need a laugh right now. No....I'm not kidding...

God is good!

And He hears our prayers.

And He loves us.

And He always has a plan.

And He is always in control.

And He loves us.

And He shows himself in the darkest places.

And He is always with us.

And He loves us!

Want a little proof?
http://watchingthewaters.wordpress.com/2009/11/08/whats-missing/

Five-For-Five

http://fromhivtohome2.blogspot.com/2009/10/five-for-five.html

Hodge Podge

I closed my facebook account. It started to feel a little weird. All those people interconnected artificially, peering into each others lives, vying for "most friend requested" status. This from an addicted blogger. Yes, I see the irony. My point is, if you want to reach me you will have to just old school shoot me an email or something.

We are now almost seven months into our first domestic foster care placement. I have millions of thoughts. Most of them will just need to stay in my head - atleast until more time has passed. Some of them I will share on the other blog - which I will probably not get time to do until 'more time has passed' anyway!

There was alot of debate/discussion/flaming/encouraging etc. etc. after Corey posted about her son's adoption. I also have a million thoughts about that. First, I am seriously ticked that anyone, after only reading a few paragraphs can make a judgement about what she is doing. If you actually are naive enough to think that nothing could be bad enough to end an adoption then enjoy your happy little land of ignorance and be blissful, but don't judge the one who is in the real world walking through the fire. And please continue to pray with all of us that this precious, broken, angry, hurting, sad little boy will be able to heal and love with the family God has prepared for him.

Tonight I am hitting a concert with my gorgeous guy and a bunch of friends from church. Now, I am off to shop for a cute date night outfit. Wish me luck!

I Know Right?!

I am not going to do a catch up post. It is too depressing to think about - kind of like when you are cross stitching and you realize you messed up like six rows back and have to take it all out and do it over, which is why I quit cross stitching about a week after I started in 1985. I don't want to think about all that has happened in the past 3-4 months since I blogged regularly and try to recap it for you. There was some great, some good, and some bad. The end.

I did learn something though. This blog is very therapeutic for me. It helps me organize my thoughts when things are chaotic. But it is also good to get out of my head for a while, quit analyzing living and just live. First are some pictures of the "just living" part and then I will try to dive back into my brain and bore you endlessly with my analytical meanderings.

My July Birthday Boys

The month of July we had the beautiful and wonderful Iris come to stay with us. She is from Germany and was so fun to have around.

Over the summer the girls slept in the barn one night. They were not being punished. They actually BEGGED to do it. Too cute. They had great stories of listening to what the horses do at night, and being spooked because they had watched a scary movie on their portable DVD player - also their idea of fun. Weird. (The one on the left is the neighbor girl in case you are wondering if we adopted again while I wasn't blogging.)

First day of school, which I actually took on the first day of school. The fact that I am posting it on the 53rd day of school should not count against me!

On our ttip to D.C. the girls got to hold this thing at the Smithsonian. GROSS! They were thrilled, thought it was cute and probably would've brought it home if it were an option. Yuck.

Gabe is loving football - his team is undefeated and headed to the playoffs this Saturday(:



In September my bringin-home-the-bacon-kinda-guy was promoted to Lieutenant Colonel so we all headed to drill with him and had a fun weekend at the beach! Good times.


Celebration dinner at Joe's Crab Shack. Love this place!

Well, still not all caught up, but atleast you got some bits and pieces of the past few months. I'll try to be more faithful...

Please Help Spread the Word

This little boy's family is out there somewhere! God has a plan.
http://watchingthewaters.wordpress.com/2009/10/06/family-needed/

He was at Daniel's orphanage in Haiti. He has suffered so much. He WILL NOT be easy to parent, but he deserves a chance, and his family is willing to give it to him. God bless you Corey!

15 YEARS!

My marriage is a gift. Even when other stuff in my life feels like it is falling apart or I just feel like I am falling apart my marriage is a constant that has yet to fail me. I'm not saying we are perfect and we have never disappointed each other. Over the years we have had bumps in the road just like any other couple. But somehow God has grown in us a powerful love that is indestructable. We are a team. The difficult things that pop up in life bring us closer instead of dividing us. We cling to each other instead of pushing away. And when the kids (i.e. Gabe) are driving us crazy we comfort one another with the fact that one day they will move out, and we will be alone again! We are best friends who would still rather be with each other than anyone else. We laugh, we talk, we get each other. I am still, after 15 years of marriage, blown away by the man God gave me.

I can't wait to see what the next 15 years holds...

Suffering Outside the Bubble

I am currently watching people I love dearly suffer. And it's not just one family. There is suffering all around me. But we, apparently are in some sort of protective bubble. Our lives are going along just fine. I'm thankful, but baffled. And often wondering when the bubble will burst. Not that the burst would cause some sort of faith crisis, or that I don't think we could handle some tough times. It's just weird watching suffering from the outside, specifically the kind of suffering that cannot be alleviated. (Not by me anyway). This is big time, life-changing, gut wrenching, ugly, nasty stuff. And apparently God allowed it. I don't know why I am more shocked by the big ugly stuff that God allows versus the usual toe stubbing or rain on my picnic kind of stuff. It is really all shy of perfection, so what does the degree matter? God allowed Sweat Pea to be injured. God allowed the Holocaust. God allowed Daniel to cut his knee at the pool. And God is perfect and good and in control. This is the truth. And the truth will set you free. So, in the midst of pain and suffering I can rest, or watch others rest, in the knowledge that God has allowed this for a season, for reasons we may never know, but He is still good and perfect and in control. He is still on His throne. There really is freedom in that. Freedom to relinquish control. Freedom to acknowledge that I am not God, I did not cause it and I cannot fix it. Freedom to just let my Saviour work out His plan.

And on a side note I want to say that one of my good friends who is suffering right now begged me to not take on her burden. She wanted me to know that she was being sustained by the Lord and did not want her suffering to affect my faith. How beautiful is that? I often think of those who would deny God because of a tragedy that did not ever touch them. I do understand that symapthy, and that anger, but I think those who are suffering and are being held up, literally, by the Lord in the midst of their trials would be very upset if someone used their hurting as a reason to deny the one thing that is sustaining them.

Can't Blog...Living.

Ok, so I had this funny picture in my head from a movie - I know, so out of character for me to relate my life to an on screen event - and the image is, 'can't talk...eating', but I can't remember the movie it is from. Anyway, all that to say that I have been so busy living that I couldn't blog. We are bUsy with a capital U, but things are good. we just got back from a week at the beach and are soon headed for a weekend in WI to celebrate Jason's Grandma's 100th birthday. When we get back from that, planning and preparing for VBS will be in full swing along with Sweet Pea's medical, early intervention, and social servives appointments. Sprinkle in several orthodontics appointments, the occassional IEP meeting and you have a recipe for "I May Never Blog Again Casserole". I may or may not be back...(:

Speaking Of Running

http://livesayhaiti.blogspot.com/2009/05/marathoning-for-haiti.html

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GO HERE AND HELP TARA MEET HER GOAL. SHE IS AWESOME. HER HEART IS AWESOME. HER LOVE FOR THE LORD AND HAITI AND HURTING KIDS IS AWESOME. I CANNOT SAY ENOUGH GOOD THINGS ABOUT HER AND HER FAMILY. JUST GO DO IT. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO......(:

My sweet Sydney joined a goup called Girls On The Run after school this spring. They teach about healthy body image, peer relations etc and simultaneously train for a 5k run. I decided I would run it with her. We had so much fun and met our goal of not walking at all(: Corey - if you are reading this stop laughing at me - it was a big deal! ;- Before...And after... We did it girly. I love you!

I got to attend a Mother's Tea with Daniel at his school last week. It was possibly the most precious thing ever. First of all, look how gorgeous he is! When I got to the school he came out and gave me his arm to escort me in, then he served me my treats. He stood at perfect attention beside my chair and said, "Mom, you wan sunsing on yo plate?" I almost lost it right then and there. What a treasure of a child he is!!

New Blog

OK, so a crazy lot has happened in the past few weeks. There has been so much on my mind and so little time to write. I do plan on sharing it with you as I can, but I am taking my thoughts on our foster parenting adventures over to word press. That way I can share things that are best kept private with a password protected setting. Of course, still all names and intimate details will not be shared, but what I can share are my thoughts, fears, hopes etc. I invite you along for the ride. The address is www.lovehopes.wordpress.com and if you want access to password protected posts send me an email at sixprices at verizon dot net requesting the password and I will send it to you(: I will share regular old family life here as usual and no password is needed!

Promise to catch up soon...

Go Vote

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Recap in Pictures

Samuel is seriously precious! He is such a sweet and easy going baby. Easter...

Was...

So...

Busy...

We did two services at church, then off to friends for a cookout and egg hunt, then over to my Mom's for dinner and another birthday party for Madeline.

How adorable and goofy is my crew(:

Daniel's impersonation of Santa.

Madeline's party Friday night with friends.

My baby girl is 12. I have one more year to be officially teenager free. She is such a sweet, loving, and mature kid. I am so blessed by her - she loves her family, she loves the Lord. Thank you Lord for letting me be Mom to this treasuer of a girl!

Daniel lost another tooth - his third. He is FOUR! The photo above is of him holding the tooth fairy money AND the tooth. Apparently he went and found the tooth on my dresser the next morning, and then said, "Mom is you is the tooth fairy?"

Little stinker.

Sam Is Here(:

We get to snuggle, love, and in general spoil him for the next two weeks while his host mom is away. I changed his diaper, I fed him, I got him to go down for a nap. So far so good. Will post pictures soon.

This Just In

From Samuel's Host Mom:

We are going home today!! Yippeee!!!!


Sammy is doing very well. The incision on his back has closed up and is healing nicely. There is one spot that the surgeon is concerned about, but all we can do at this point is watch it carefully. The stitches in his head and belly will dissolve and those two areas are looking good. The shunt is working; his head was another half centimeter smaller this morning and I can feel the plates are closer together like they should be. She was also very pleased with the leg movement he's showing. He will still need extensive PT and his feet are still fairly clubbed, so we're still working on them.

Right now, we are awaiting our final discharge papers and waiting for a travel bed since he still can't sit in a car seat. We have follow up appointments scheduled with the surgeon, his PT, and his PCP in the upcoming weeks. But we are looking forward to relaxing at home for a couple of days.

Sammy and I would like to give a big thank you with a hug to all of our prayer warriors who have been praying for us. Your prayers have definitely been felt and heard. Please continue to pray for Sammy's recovery including complete use of his legs and control of his bladder and bowels (two areas of dificulty for spina bifida kids). I will keep you posted of his progress. Feel free to pass this email on to other prayer warriors.

I Love Boys

The weekend was cold and rainy so we stayed in and made our own fun.

Also wanted to let you know that Samuel's shunt surgery went well today. Hopefully he will be able to leave the hopsital by the weekend(:

Samuel Update

Little Sammy was not able to handle the hydrocephalus. The doctors debated over whether to try an experimental surgery that would allow him to go back to Haiti shunt free, but apparently have decided against it. His shunt surgery is scheduled for tomorrow. Although they have drawn off some of the fluid it is building again so he is fairly lethargic, but is still eating well. Please keep praying for him. Hope to have pictures from his host mom to share soon.