Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Dreaming a little dream

Dreaming a dream.
I was challenged recently with this.
"What would it look like if we followed our dreams- and not only trusted- but excitingly expected the Lord to provide for them"
So I am busy dreaming- and slowly stepping into them.
Making a plan- being organized (yes I am terrible at these things-but this dream is forcing me to try). Asking for help, being vulnerable (but not afraid) to fail.
So while I am keeping this dream semi-close to my heart- I am busy over here- dreaming it. Taking steps into faith to make it happen.
What dreams should you be dreaming and expectantly hoping for the Lord to provide for?
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Monday, September 23, 2013

Staycation

We had a little stay-cation. Before I head back to work next week.
And in that time we have....
Had two therapy sessions & one day of school for Emmaus.
Gone to a housewarming party and a birthday party.
We sold a car.
Dan laid a yard of sod with my dad.
We changed about 100billion poopy diapers. (Dan kept calling it poop-cation)
We had one night where both girls SLEPT! Emmaus from 730-7am and then Shiloh from 8-430am- and then back to sleep till 7. (I am sure we will never be so lucky again- but it was magic!)
We had one night where we slept very little.
And Dan and I had a moderately sized argument. (Cause lets be honest- we are both introverts and too much time spent together and we both go a little crazy) (Yes-  I am an introvert- be amazed-

Today we continued a fall tradition of visiting a local cider mill.

 We watched donuts being made- truly Emmaus just waved like crazy at the sweet lady behind the window.
 Discovered the glory of a case of cider donuts.
 And the glory that are these perfect rose-bud lips covered in cinnamon sugar
 The most timid of steps taken among the fall pumpkins.
Each step anticipated. Celebrated. Filling our hearts with joy.
 Mommy and Sister Snuggles
 Kisses between Emmaus and her main man.
 And then what inevitably happens when you are two years old- THE DREADED MELT DOWN. We knew it was coming- the whining was there- when the donuts ran out
(All 1/2 dozen of them)
 So- doing what all good parents do- we let our dictator of a toddler call the shots- snapped one last family pic-and got the hell out of there. She fell asleep within five minutes of getting in the car. 
(Win for a bonus nap!)
We count the day a success.  Thankful for the cool weather & memories.
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Thursday, September 19, 2013

Hey you- with the brat of a child

Hey you- Yes you the one with the brat of a child. Can you get her under control? Stop the whining? We are trying to eat here! And have you ever read a parenting book? Don't you know you aren't suppose to praise your child for having what is considered "normal" behavior?! She is seriously whining/screaming between every bite of food and the one time she nicely said "more mama" -and she didn't even say please- I heard you praise her to high heaven! Speaking of food- ummm kids are suppose to feed themselves- you baby her by feeding her with a fork.
*EYE ROLL* Your child is a brat and you don't have any parenting skills. *Laugh*- and you thought you could handle another one!?

Yes- this is the dialog Dan and I imagine our fellow diners are thinking whenever we go out to eat. Or really anywhere. Emmaus is often a bit much when we are out and about. And I don't mean the "oh, she's two" much. I mean the -"those are the worst parents ever and their kid is a disaster of a brat" much.
I remember thinking that before when I have been out (pre-children of course). Thinking- I will NEVER let my child act like that.
And guess what- she does. Tonight we had a pretty good dining experience.
Emmaus clearly was hungry so our sweet waiter put her food in first. She actually liked her food. She threw very little on the floor intentionally. Yet- her lack of words often leads to a protest between bites when whoever is feeding her dares to sneak a bite of their own food and doesn't get her next bite soon enough.
Oh- and we feed her. She is slowly learning to feed herself- but so far it often includes food catapulting off her fork at great speed and impressive distance- so to avoid our fellow diners wearing her dinner we feed her.

If Emmaus had several other diagnosis that physically made it known she has some delays I think I would expect those we experience daily, who know nothing about us, to have a bit more grace for her. But to the world around us she looks normal. She currently has no physical signs (or not obvious ones) that she is different than most two year olds- something I both love and hate about TS...

And while people have rarely been rude about her behavior, delays, or how they perceive our parenting- I know their thoughts often "go there". Because I was once guilty of that.

So I guess what all these words are leading to- is think twice before you think poorly of people. We have no idea what is going on with others. We have no clue what the reality of their daily lives looks like.

Everyone is dealing with something. Whether it is a kid with a chronic disease, a toddler that hasn't napped for a week, a sudden death, a lay off... Everyone has crap.
So lets be kind to those around us- and try our best to think kindly of others.

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Monday, September 16, 2013

Roar

In case you missed this on facebook- I thought I should share a "remixed version" here. (And I am not ashamed of using a Katy perry song- I think the lyrics are kinda perfect)

"You held me down, but I got up, already brushing off the dust, you hear my voice, you hear that sound- Like thunder gonna shake the ground. You held me down but I got up, 
GET READY CAUSE I'VE HAD ENOUGH

I've got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire, 
Cause I am a champion and you're gonna hear me ROAR 
Louder, louder than a lion
Cause I am a champion and you're gonna hear me roar. 


Get it girl. You are a fighter. We are hearing your ROAR!

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Tuesday, September 10, 2013

One month (and 3 days but who's counting)

Well sweet Shiloh- you turned a month old. It came and it went, and I didn't blog. I'm sorry baby girl- you see you are the second child- and while you were just as wanted and anticipated as the first, there will be less blogging about you (or at least timely blogging).
I did remember to snag a few pics on your one month bday though! (WIN!)

You dear one are as sweet as they come. You have started smiling and cooing- and you like to be entertained. If I fail at my entertainment duties you have quite a bit to say about it. You like to be sitting up so you can see your surroundings and are not much of a snuggler- unless you are dead asleep. (Your daddy is sad you don't snuggle more)
This week I watched what I would consider to be your first experience of sister bonding. Emmaus was standing by you on the couch and you were looking up at her smiling so big, and cooing and you both thought the other was the best thing in the world. It melted my heart a bit. I pray that you two will be close, that you will delight in your relationship as sisters and that those sweet moments will continue.
You two will need each other.
You are a great eater- You weighed in at whopping 10lbs 7oz today at your one month Dr's visit and you were 22 inches long. (90th percentile for both)
You are becoming less fussy in the evening (thank you!) and sleep from around 8:30pmtill 7am waking only twice to eat (usually). 
You truly are a very sweet baby. We are so grateful to have you in our family. It has only been a month but it feels to me like you have been here all along. I can't wait to see how you will grow and change this year. I know it will go by way to fast- it already is.
I am so thankful to be your mommy.

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