Friday, August 26, 2016

Proud...

Oh, little M...

You are not so little anymore. I love that you climb right up into my lap to talk, and be close. But truly, you take up the whole lap. I love that you want to be close to me, and I love that you promise oh so sincerely that you will always want to be around me, and that I will never embarrass you. Precious girl...

I love your confidence, in yourself and in what you like and dislike. I hope and pray that you can always hold onto that. As you get older, there will be others who will try to pressure you into doing other things, into believing other things. Little girl, do not be afraid...You are a warrior. You have done so many hard things already, and when more hard things come, I will be next to you, not to shield you or protect you, but to walk right along with you, assuring you every step of the way that we can do hard things.
One day, I know, you will be the strongest of women, and I have no doubt you will change the world.

You are so anxious to grow up, and I am so anxious to keep you little...but still, you are growing up quickly. You want to wear makeup, and every piece of jewelry you own. But it's your own beauty that shines through, and takes my breath away. You will meet so many people in your life who are pretty...but it's the beautiful people I want you to notice. People who are concerned with being pretty think about what they look like, but people who are concerned with being beautiful are concerned with what's inside...their character, their brains, their heart. People are drawn to them, because they shine from the inside out. You remember that kind of beauty, you never forget how it made you feel.


Little M, a woman who is a warrior... a strong, confident woman who is truly beautiful will do amazing, brilliant things. This is what I want for you... and I have no doubt that is who you will be. You will be an amazing, beautiful, warrior woman. You are already an amazing, beautiful, warrior girl...
And I could not be more proud to walk this road with you, watching you, and cheering you on every step of the way.
I love you forever, your momma





Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Wordless Wednesday...On The Lake














Monday, August 22, 2016

One Week...

In just a week, our little guy will head to Kindergarten...

In all honesty, I am very nervous.

Not because I can't believe my baby is so grown up, or I will will miss him, or I think he's not ready for this, or maybe I'm not ready for this...

Truly, I am ready. Our baby J is as ready as we can make him. But this boy...

He makes this mama worry.


Our baby J had the hardest school year of his life last year. His poor choices made things very hard on him, his teachers, and on us. Granted, there were some things going on, with tiny P being in the hospital most of his school year, and thus, his mommy being out of the picture as well...and our boy does NOT do well with change! But still...

We have spent the entire Summer with a psychiatrist, as well as a neurology team, having him evaluated, going over what makes our boy tick, what triggers him, and how we can help him be successful.


Is baby J going into school in the best place we can get him? No...I don't even know what that looks like for our boy. And that makes me incredibly nervous. For a little guy like our baby J, with the background of trauma and attachment issues he has, we may never get to the bottom of it. We will keep working on it, and seeking answers, and trying, though...because our boy is worth fighting for.

For now? Kindergarten is next week. We meet the teacher, we talk to the principle, and the team of special ed teachers who will be working to help baby J be successful this year, and we hope... and we pray... and if need be, we bring that teacher starbucks every morning. Because this mama knows...


Sunday, August 21, 2016

Six...

 He is our baby J. But our little guy is no longer a baby!

He is all boy, all little man now...


He has grown taller, and leaner. We have to fight for every little pound he gains.

He lives large and loud, and he loves to laugh and have fun. He wants to be in charge and he wants to play all. of. the. time.

He loves his sisters, and he is so sweet with them. He wants a brother more than anything...


His favorite colors are red and green, but her also loves sparkles, and pretty things. He loves art and crafting, and is very good at coloring.

He is super orderly, and loves everything to be in it's place, but he is also very sensory seeking, so he loves to be touching all the things and getting his hands up in some dirt.


He is very excited to be going to Kindergarten, and we have high hopes for him this year.

He loves tai kwon do, and looks adorable in his little uniform and boxing gloves.

He feels all the feelings, and feels them deeply. He is deeply loyal to the people he loves.



He is our six year old!


Friday, August 19, 2016

Friday Phone Dump...

"The lesson we should take away from this is not to lay on the floor...P will sit on you!"
Yes. Yes, she will. Ha.



In the Summer we do all the things together. Even the hospital appointments.


We have had hundreds of blood draws. So we have bought hundreds of these balloons.


May she always be this happy to massage these feet.


She's becoming a climber...and she plays at the park. Such happily normal things...


Sometimes we get migraines...


It's good to read up on the proper care of your gtube.


Summer school is done. Phew...


These girls...


I think they look like each other more and more these days...


A little book reading in the waiting room.


Monday, August 15, 2016

Six Years...

Six years ago...sometimes it seems like a lifetime ago. Yet, I remember it like it was yesterday.

We walked into a hot civil affairs office, and waited with three other families. We waited nervously, until finally the little girl we recognized from the pictures we had been looking at for months walked through the doors in the arms of a nanny. She was tiny, and beautiful, and completely terrified. So were we. We were parents...we were new parents of a two and a half year old little girl who was obviously sick and struggling, and we were overwhelmingly excited and terrified, all at once...



Now, it's been six years. So much has changed...our little girl has changed, and so have we.

She has blossomed into a lovely eight year old, who is just as beautiful on the inside as she is on the outside.



She is funny and smart, and she makes me enormously proud to be her mom. She has overcome giant obstacles to get where she is, and she is the hardest working little girl I know. She has to work twice as hard to learn, and she does. And she excels at it.



She is one of the most amazing people I know, and I am so blessed to have her in my life.

Happy Family day, little M!