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Friday, 08 March 2013

  • This Moment



    Inspired by SouleMama...

    A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
    {Or in this case, moments}


    Sweet baby smells
    Tiny cuddles
    Soft blanket snuggles

     

    Soft little snores
    Smooth downy hair
    Tiny little eyelashes peeking out



    Fuzzy blankets
    Long night time feedings
    Rocking bebe in the dark



    Tiny toes
    Wrinkled little skin



    Delicate fingers
    Little hand holding my finger



    Smooth baby cheeks
    Soft little head tucked under my chin



    Stretches and yawns
    Squeaky little cries
    Mad hungry cries

    ~Sweet Baby Moments
    May I never forget!



Thursday, 28 February 2013

  • Blue Skies Pink



    Those silver linings I talked about in the last post...
    are now blue skies.

    On Sunday, Feb 24 we welcomed a little pink bundle into the world.

    She was full of surprises.

    She came a day before her due date! And that was all good!! Who can complain about not going over due?

    My biggest surprise was the fact that she was a girl. I'm not sure why, but with each of my kids I've just kinda had an intuition about what I was having. This pregnancy was so much like Dakota's that I was just sure I was having a boy. I think I asked them twice or more if they are sure it's a girl! :)

    The next surprise was her weight. I always had big babies, upper 7 and 8 pounders, they weighed her and someone said, "6lbs 14oz. 19 and a quarter of an inch!" I was like, "What? Are you sure she's mine?" She seems so so tiny compared to my others. I never buy newborn clothes, just start them out in 0-3 months and this poor child was just swallowed up in the clothes she wore home from the hospital. :) We had to round up some newborn things and there is still plenty of room in those.



    Everyone, meet Kennedy Grace.

    "Hello bright, cold, new world. I don't really like you!"



    A little bit of bonding time with Daddy! I think he was feeling a wee bit sorry for Dakota that he didn't get a brother, but I also know that this just may be a spoiled little girl till it's all over.


    And some Mommy time!
    She came back from her bath and they said she was cold so they snuggled her down for some Kangaroo Care and she went right to sleep.


    The big sisters showed up for their sneak peek. Madison really really wanted a brother for Dakota but once she saw Kennedy, she almost cried. She said, "I'm so glad she's a girl!" The big thing about having a brother for Dakota was the fact that they are tired of playing "boy" games like wrestling, fighting, guns, and things like that! :) They wanted someone for him to play with so Kennedy just might be a tom-boy!


    Dakota seemed completely thrilled with her. He kept asking, "Is this our baby to take home?" After a few minutes of holding her, he was more interested in watching cartoons and making the bed go up and down!

    My thoughts in that 2nd photo, "Do I really have 4 kids?"


    And then there were 6!



    Monday we had a relaxing day bonding with baby before it was time to go home!



    Big brother was waiting for her!
    And Grandma came a few hours later.



    So far she has been a model baby. Eats and sleeps. The first 2 nights at home left a lot to be desired but last night more then made up for it. She slept for 3 hours at a time, ate in about 15 min and was back to sleep again.


    Grandma and Mr D gave her a bath the other day! She didn't appreciate it much but he was thrilled to watch.



    Some time with the males in the house.


    And today Grandma and Mr D are on the road so it's quiet and peaceful around here. Baby eats and snoozes and we rock and cuddle.

    In the end, we're thanking God for a sweet new bundle of love.




Monday, 18 February 2013

  • Just When You Think...

       

        Just when you think, “I’ve got this one. I can handle life!” it picks you up by the tail, swings you around and drops you with a thud. It gives you a whip lash you didn’t ask for and continues along at a high rate of speed, racing along the track with no end in sight. Life bumps, spins, and leaves you feeling like the merry-go-round was a bit too fast and went for a few more rounds then it should have.


        Just when you think,  “Hey, we’ve gotten somewhere with this child. All that training and discipline must have done some good!” they will whip one out of their back pocket that you didn’t see coming. They will throw thee biggest temper tantrum in public that you have ever laid eyes on. Humble isn’t even a word any more after the mess they create, it‘s beyond that. You are just totally washed down the drain on this one, left spinning in the dirty water at the end of spout.


        Just when you think, “We have had it all. There is no sickness left to afflict us, Lord!” you read a blog describing the horrors that cancer is doing to a young girl’s body. The hellish nightmares that she is facing and to what end? What hope? At least there is light at the end of tunnel for us. We haven’t been given a hopeless verdict.


        Just when you think, “This 3 year old has given me more trials today then I can deal with. I'm loosing it.” I read a book about her 3 yr old dieing. All that sorrow, grief, and mourning that I know none of. All I’m dealing with is a very alive and healthy attitude. What she wouldn’t give to have a 3 yr old with an attitude to deal with.


        Just when you think, “What is fair in all this? I want to be with my family this week, grieving a death, but here we are, stuck at home”  I am struck with the thought of God’s ways far above mine, knowing so much more then me, caring for me by keeping me tucked here at home. He knew the future, knew everything would end up happening the same week. He knew what was best for me. For what reason, I don’t know yet, but can I trust him with that knowing, even when I feel left in the dark?


        Just when you think, “I cannot handle one more day of this! I cannot handle one more thing. I am stretched to the max. There is nothing left in me to give. Help me God!” He does. He lifts you on eagles wings and gives you strength. Maybe it was the desperate crying. Maybe it was the prayers of friends. Maybe He just saw my heart and knew what I needed. Perhaps He was just being God and carrying me when it was too hard to walk. Whatever it was, I thank Him.


        The skies are not yet blue, but there are silver linings. There is always something to be grateful for, if I just look for it.