Evie has an MRI and and EMG tomorrow. She is scheduled for 4 hours of full sedation. Of you are the praying type please pray for our girl. I could use a few too.
Thursday, April 3, 2014
Thinking
Sometimes it is a BAD thing.
I am sitting at my computer doing some reports for LWB. Of course that means many cute orphan faces. Too much for a momma's heart to handle. It really breaks me into little pieces just about every time I sit down to get work done. It doesn't help when little Evie walks over and asks if she can have this one (a cute baby 2.5 year old girl with a cleft palate and some developmental delays) I told her to ask her dad. am I mean or what??
Last night as I was holding sweet Evie wiping away her tears. Tears of pain and loss HUGE grieving sobs that lasted for what seemed like hours though only really about 45 minutes. I said DONE I am DONE our family is complete DONE DONE DONE. This hurts! at the same time I feel blessed to be the momma who walks her through this. CRAZY!
When my girl feels so sad. I look at her and feel so much love for her. I wonder if she feels the love I have for her. I wonder if she has a teeny tiny clue as to what love feels like? Has she ever felt true unconditional love? Does she know we love her? or Does she even know what love is?
Today as I finish up my reports. Seeing so many faces that need to feel love. How willwe I ever be done???
I am sitting at my computer doing some reports for LWB. Of course that means many cute orphan faces. Too much for a momma's heart to handle. It really breaks me into little pieces just about every time I sit down to get work done. It doesn't help when little Evie walks over and asks if she can have this one (a cute baby 2.5 year old girl with a cleft palate and some developmental delays) I told her to ask her dad. am I mean or what??
Last night as I was holding sweet Evie wiping away her tears. Tears of pain and loss HUGE grieving sobs that lasted for what seemed like hours though only really about 45 minutes. I said DONE I am DONE our family is complete DONE DONE DONE. This hurts! at the same time I feel blessed to be the momma who walks her through this. CRAZY!
When my girl feels so sad. I look at her and feel so much love for her. I wonder if she feels the love I have for her. I wonder if she has a teeny tiny clue as to what love feels like? Has she ever felt true unconditional love? Does she know we love her? or Does she even know what love is?
Today as I finish up my reports. Seeing so many faces that need to feel love. How will
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Happy 10th Birthday
Thanking God for this little Chinese Girl!
So blessed to have her in my life.
Monday, March 24, 2014
TEN?!
We are going with 10 years old. At least for now. Who knows . . . we never really will know?
I am going to guess that my daughter has never had a birthday party or present or cake. Probably never in her life.
I always ponder my boys births on the eve of their birthday. Such precious memories. I love thinking about those sweet baby boys. Their smell and little feet, soft skin and tiny hands. LOVE!
The girls it is different because I was not there. I have NO idea how it all went. Were they born in a hospital? Probably not, but I don't know. Who was at the birth? Was it hidden? Was the decision made to give them up before or after their birth . . . so many questions. So on this eve of Evelyn's birth I imagine . . .
Tonight I think of Evelyns birth mom. I bet she thinks of her around her birthday (probably everyday) but I can't imagine not knowing where my baby was and if she was O.K. I would give so much to let her know that our daughter is loved and cherished and being cared for. Our daughter . . . what a crazy thing to say.
Yep look at OUR beautiful daughter.
I am going to guess that my daughter has never had a birthday party or present or cake. Probably never in her life.
I always ponder my boys births on the eve of their birthday. Such precious memories. I love thinking about those sweet baby boys. Their smell and little feet, soft skin and tiny hands. LOVE!
The girls it is different because I was not there. I have NO idea how it all went. Were they born in a hospital? Probably not, but I don't know. Who was at the birth? Was it hidden? Was the decision made to give them up before or after their birth . . . so many questions. So on this eve of Evelyn's birth I imagine . . .
Tonight I think of Evelyns birth mom. I bet she thinks of her around her birthday (probably everyday) but I can't imagine not knowing where my baby was and if she was O.K. I would give so much to let her know that our daughter is loved and cherished and being cared for. Our daughter . . . what a crazy thing to say.
Yep look at OUR beautiful daughter.
Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! a thousand times more for giving this girl life. I bet she gets her big ol' smile from you.
Friday, March 21, 2014
Spring Do
My friend and hair lady (we met when we were 2)
My darling girl with her super cute hair cut
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Missing China
Tonight we called China mom. I so wish I had the slightest clue as to what was said. They talked for about a half hour then she wanted to call China mom #2. They talked for about a half hour. Thank God for calling cards.
Things seemed to have gone well.
"mom . . . tomorrow take Naomi and Than school and go car go China" So sorry sweet girl but we must take a airplane to China.
Bless her sweet little heart. I can only imagine how homesick she must feel.
Probably time for some good Chinese food.
Sunday, March 9, 2014
How in the heck did I end up with one of these hanging in my car???? Who woulda thunk?? Not I!
Evelyn's interpretation "mommy car red go potty then blue go potty (pointing outside) " Seriously with her cute little Chinese accent . . . this girl makes me smile BIG!
I begged and bribed and got my first born and most recent babies to go for a walk with me today.
We stopped at the park along the way.
We are almost home.
Notice the little sister intently asking big brother for a little favor or maybe a big favor depending on who your asking.
Yep! she got his music and rocked the headphones.
and would not give em back.
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