"For You O Lord are a shield about me, You are the glory and lifter of my head. Psalm 3:3

"For You O Lord are a shield about me, You are the glory and lifter of my head. Psalm 3:3

Friday, January 27, 2012

Change.

Change has happily set up camp in our lives, seeping its way into many areas.
It's on the horizon and I like it, most of the time.

My girl is starting a new season of amazing folks stepping into our world to help her along her way.  The next 2 weeks begin with a new pace of physical and verbal development therapists coming to the house.  We'll head to the city to meet our new physical therapist and set up plans for speech therapy.  We'll have a hearing screening to put suspicions of muffled hearing to rest or we'll remedy the problem.

Sister is set.  She's going to rock this.

We have packed, I mean packed.  Here we are 2 weeks out from moving and I gone near packed this whole house, minus clothes and soap.
I was having one of those days where I wanted to control something, you know, write it on a list and cross that sucker off.  So I packed my whole kitchen, everything in it.

Hmmm, said the hubs.

No worries, I've got paper plates and you will learn to love instant oatmeal and pre-packaged frozen Market Pantry meals.  Promise.

While we're on the topic, the hubs deserves some serious credit for doing all of the work it takes to move.  Really, all I do is pack boxes, try not to barf on them, and then text him my order from Taco Bueno to pick up on his way home.  He's a stud.  Period.

Looking around this empty house makes me all teary though.



This is the house we brought babies home to.  The blank canvas we painted with discoveries of a deep love for baking with little ones, playing outside until the sun went down, piling babies in our bed on weekend for cartoons, and learning what it is to be us.





We became a family in this house.

No more baking in this kitchen.  No more summers outside in the hose watching sand dusted babies play and create with side walk chalk while neighbors passed on the path by the fence.  No more walks around the pond and into the Fairy Forest.  We've welcomed in our last Christmas around this fireplace.  We won't have anymore morning sunshine spill in through our plantation shutters in the living room while babies play.



It's kind of sad.  Okay, it's really sad.











The house will soon be crammed into a POD and we will soon cram our family into the Hoagie's house and then with the Waggoner's.
My, oh my, fun times ahead.

We are grateful.  So grateful for my friend who pushed me not to wait but to call Sooner Start and get Alice evaluated.  So thankful for my sweet friends who have rallied, calling and emailing encouragement and truth from places of authority because they fight for their little ones every day, and they know the words "developmental delays" and "behind" can wound a mama's heart.

We are grateful.  For our incredible friends who are opening up their home to us, willing to share their lives and space.

Oh how we love our new home-to-be and the memories that are awaiting little ones to come.

Once the change has settled and we are back in our nest, we will relish in our time together before more change comes.  Our little nugget will be here by the end of summer and much will change.  We can't wait.

Change, you are welcome here.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Enjoying the Small Things

I found myself smiling today, thinking about the packages of blessings He bestows on us, some grand packages creating overwhelming emotion and others, smaller gifts, stirring up heart swells.

Lately, the days have provided a feast of small things to be enjoyed and savored.

Right now, we're enjoying...

Dance parties for all.

Josh and Laura came to hang out with us and after dinner, we got our party on.  Alicia came home and we were set.  Yo, DJ, kick it.




Barbie joined in and busted a move too.




We took the bedtime routine to a whole new level.


Enjoying her journey.

Alice had her Sooner Start evaluation and the results are that she qualifies for help for verbal and physical motor skills.  She's currently measuring at a 8 month old verbal skills and a 12 month old physical skills.  My girl is almost 16 months old so she needs some help as she comes along on her way.  We'll have help come to the house during the week to work with her and we're also looking into more in depth help from physical and speech therapists in the city.
I am so proud of my little one.

I know the places He will take her, the places He has in store for her.  I love her story, I love how He has moved the impossible to reality.
In the places where my heart wants to take her place or remove anything hard from her precious heart and body, how He gently reminds me He is there.  He is writing her journey into a beautiful story of His faithfulness and nearness.

Heart swells over this baby.

And speaking of babies, we're enjoying...


The every days.
This week, we spiced up our usual batch of chocolate chip cookie bars and added in some Heath bar.  I highly recommend it.  The smell in my kitchen was unbelievable.

And so was the singing from jammied little girls.

A fabulous start to a week of norms and schedules.




Learning to enjoy the plan B's 
I feel lately, my agendas are getting swiped and the plan B's are constantly arriving when the original plan has been dismissed without my approval.  Kind of like last weekend when instead of welcoming the rest of Chris' family late night with treats and coffee in hand and preparing meals for the next day, I fell asleep fully dressed at 7:45pm.  No worries, the men rallied with boxes of donuts the next morning and I drank a tall glass of humility with my apple fritter.

Enjoying the spontaneity.
I made a trip to the zoo with my girls, knowing the season is coming when Sister won't be able to join us because she may be in school this fall.













We have really relished in our time together this week, more so than usual.  And somewhere between making oatmeal for dinner and watching every room in my house overtaken with laundry and boxes, I find myself carried away by their little blooming personalities.





Pure delight.



New recipes.
Enjoying new and easy recipes for dinner.  My friend Amy told me about this chicken chili, I approached it more like dip, scooping it up with tortilla chips.

Amy's Chicken Chili
2 chicken breasts
1 can drained, rinsed black beans
1 can corn
1 can Rotel
1 8oz. package cream cheese
- put chicken at the bottom of your crockpot, throw everything else on top.
- cook low 6-8 hours until your house smells so good and you've lost all self control and must have a bowl in the middle of the afternoon.

Yep, it's that good.

Enjoying her.
Bunny is usually the first one to wake up from her nap.  We've settled into a routine of sitting on the floor together, just talking and sharing a snack.  Today, we enjoyed some yogurt mixed with berries.


 She was sweeter than the yogurt.


The week has just begun and has already delivered.
 
 We are excited for tomorrow and for the small things to come.

And we will celebrate and enjoy.