Last weekend we enjoyed a fun visit with Aunt Connie while Daddy and Uncle Matt went backpacking together!
We had some good time to catch up, talk about Christmas ideas, bake cookies and cheer on the UT vols!! Saturday morning we drove to an old favorite, the special needs playground in our old neighborhood. They updated a few things adding new swings and a rubber turf under half the area. It was really great, much easier to navigate a wheel chair. The kids had fun just running free and taking in the beautiful day.
Later that night we made some gingerbread cookies. yum!!
We have a loaner potty seat (Tumbleform Carrie seat) from UCP and have started putting her on it 3 times a day, just to let her get used to it. It's been 2 weeks and she has gone #1 four times and today she went #2!! Praise the Lord!
We are truly BUSTING with pride, and so thankful for this giant leap forward for Abby. Another wonderful suggestion from the Perkin's deafblind team in Boston.
Our family enjoyed a beautiful week in Florida last month. We look forward to this time away all year long!
Unfortunately this year we took along a wretched stowaway.
On our drive down Abby got very sick. While spending the night in a hotel room we stayed up with her half the night treating her fever and watching her have one seizure after another (12 total). Desperately trying to avoid an emergency hospital run in a strange city, we gave Diastat (her emergency seizure med). After the Diastat and an extra dose of her regular meds she finally fell asleep around 7 am.
She and I slept for a few hours. After a shower I was feeling optimistic, so we loaded Abby up with meds, and the car with our many bags and headed towards our final destination. About 30 minutes into the trip Abby started seizing again. After the 7th seizure we called her neurologist b/c we had used up all of our available options.
We stayed another night in a hotel very close to a large hospital, gave Abby the newly ordered meds and waited to see what would happen. Fortunately, despite her fever, Abby was able to rest through the night with no more seizures.
In the mean time I was feeling lousy, thinking it was from a lack of sleep. By Monday I had a fever and was pretty miserable with a very sore throat. Thankfully after a trip to a Doc-in-the-box, I had antibiotics for strep throat. Knowing Abby's symptoms closely resembled mine, Patrick took the kids to the same doc, where Abby and Josiah both got antibiotics for strep.
The rest of the week was spent resting, trying to swallow food, playing on the beach and enjoying time with family. The guys went fishing, the kids went swimming, I got to read more than I have in the past year and I had a gorgeous view from our bedroom window which was a nice treat!
I was really thankful to have gotten sick, otherwise we might not have known Abby needed antibiotics to get well. She would have been miserable the whole week.
Our last night we got to sit by a bonfire, roasting marshmallows and enjoying each other's company. Perfect way to end our vacation!
Adoption. Over the past 6 years, and even before that, we have felt God's stirring in our hearts.
After Abby was born and struggling in the NICU, the Lord opened our eyes to a part of life and humanity that we hadn't personally experienced before. The pain of watching our child fight through infections, surgeries and disease was deep. We couldn't imagine what that experience would have been like without Christ and without each other. All around us babies struggled. Some had both mom and dad present. Many had very young, single moms holding them. A few were there all alone.
God's call for his people to care for the poor, the sick, the widow... and the orphan is very clear.
James 1:27
"Religion that God our father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world."
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God has shown His mercy and loving kindness to our family through all of Abby's many hard days and nights. Through her relentless seizures, her moans of discomfort and her frustration with communication. This doesn't mean that we have things figured out or that we always have great attitudes about this life. The truth is that Patrick and I still ache every day. There are still many questions that we have for the Lord. Tears still flow as we pray over Abby about her life and her difficulties. There are more days than I care to admit that we feel weary and defeated.
In the midst of this relentless heart ache, God has been revealing himself to me in ways He might not have otherwise. This is our story. This is the path He has laid before our family. Maybe my selfish, prideful heart needed to experience pain to truly see God's love. (mom, I never did read the book you gave me in college: Pain - The gift no one wants) Everyone has a story.
So, what does this mean for us? I have no idea, except that we want to follow His prompting, obey His word and move. We've had the honor of watching dear friends walk the journey to adoption; through foster care and then international, special needs adoption.
When? How? I don't know.
The Lord has shown me some things these past few days (as my husband and J went on a last minute trip to the Cape for a shuttle launch) that have forced me to face my fear of this subject. Thus the writing of this post. God has been faithful to prove to me that when I am unable, weak, tired, out of ideas He is always ABLE.
We are really just beginning the parenting journey with a 7, 4 and 1 yr old. I can't say how things will end up with our family, but I pray that the Lord will be pleased to use our family in some way to defend the cause of the fatherless (Deut. 10:18) and set the lonely in families (Psalm 68:5-6).
If you are interested to learn more about Foster Care, Adoption, and Orphan Care check out these sites:
He did it! Our thumb sucker kicked the habit after only 2 days of trying. With the help of this:
We have countless pictures of Josiah with his thumb in his mouth. Now that he is 4 years old, we all agreed it was time to give this one up. He was a champ! After only 2 days of tasting the yucky tincture, no more thumb is needed.
This is our story. Daily experiences of raising a micro preemie, an active 2nd grader, a preschooler and getting to know our newest addition. Seeking the Lord each day, waiting for His guidance and resting in His love for our family.
