tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86988382227323299072024-03-14T03:32:04.301-04:00We Consider It JoyConsider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. James 1:2-3Justin and Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06176712280687812828noreply@blogger.comBlogger99125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698838222732329907.post-77173705624755842422014-01-24T21:50:00.001-05:002014-01-24T21:51:57.459-05:00Real Life<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-r4xEwN6IbTY/UuMmhCF3iNI/AAAAAAAAAn8/HlaAT1vnUEQ/s640/blogger-image-1368421943.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-r4xEwN6IbTY/UuMmhCF3iNI/AAAAAAAAAn8/HlaAT1vnUEQ/s640/blogger-image-1368421943.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-euxy691SNDo/UuMmemIlTKI/AAAAAAAAAns/sfMDEvWUesk/s640/blogger-image-1526788853.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-euxy691SNDo/UuMmemIlTKI/AAAAAAAAAns/sfMDEvWUesk/s640/blogger-image-1526788853.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3BPVqzU9W7E/UuMmf50mkKI/AAAAAAAAAn0/-Kvmy-Z8N6Y/s640/blogger-image-645152040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3BPVqzU9W7E/UuMmf50mkKI/AAAAAAAAAn0/-Kvmy-Z8N6Y/s640/blogger-image-645152040.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div>Justin and Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06176712280687812828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698838222732329907.post-41936606322091830302014-01-17T21:29:00.001-05:002014-01-24T21:51:20.140-05:00Day 2So I finally had my wisdom teeth removed after putting it off for years. Yesterday was dooms day. It wasn't fun, but really no where near as bad as I thought it would be. It only took the Dr. 30 minutes to get all 4 out. I was pretty sick afterwards. Not sure what exactly was causing it but there were too many factors to pin point just 1. Mira had a sleepover at my Moms Wednesday then the inlaws last night. I have been laying around all day. No pain, just swelling. We just got a snow storm tonight and jud went to get Mira but the roads are too bad so they're having a sleepover at his moms again. At least that means I should get another full night of sleep! I was going to post a picture of my swollen face but it's too scary! Ha ah I haven't showered of fixed my face/hair since yesterday. I'll spare you! Going to try to venture out tomorrow to a birthday party and dance class. Hoping the swelling goes down some more and things are healing nicely.<div><br></div><div>******UPDATE****** Day 9 and I am doing great. The Dr. checked me today and said they are healing nicely. The swelling/bruising is gone and the pain that I had days 5-8 is finally gone. See? </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MZZvyq4rFNw/UuMlgoUj3tI/AAAAAAAAAnk/QCJpcBewC2s/s640/blogger-image--1407991047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MZZvyq4rFNw/UuMlgoUj3tI/AAAAAAAAAnk/QCJpcBewC2s/s640/blogger-image--1407991047.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div>Justin and Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06176712280687812828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698838222732329907.post-2517067198725868002014-01-08T22:00:00.000-05:002014-01-08T22:03:22.192-05:00The new Friday! I just realized that since I only watch 1 kid now, today is my Friday! I know, the last I posted about the kids I watch was forever ago, right when I first started. We'll both mommies that I was sitting for announced they are pregnant within 24 hrs of each other. That would mean a 4 yr old, 2 two yr olds, and 2 infants in my care. Ain't gonna happen! I know my limits, and honestly I was at my limit with the load I already have. So I told my friends that I would care for their first borns, until the seconds were born, and then I am retiring. Long story short, "S" started at his new daycare so he can get comfy there before the baby comes and rocks his world! This is his first week there and I haven't heard but I hope it's going great. It's been really quite calm here, which is a great change. Mira has been well behaved for the most part and I have more time and patience to devote to her. "B" and Mira get along really well most of the time. They like playing dolls together, and putting on jewelry or dressing up. I think Mira will be sad when April comes and she's forced to play with me again everyday, but hopefully the weather will be warm and we can meet new and old friends at the park often. Anyway, I'm looking forward to the next chapter. Looking into some cool massage techniques to learn and lots of time with my sweet girl, learning, exploring, and just being together.<br />
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This week with the cold weather, there was 2 days when school was delayed. I put the neighbor boys on the bus a few days a week, and offered for them to hang out on delay days too. This is what happened most of the time they were here.....<br />
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So, we'll be running errands tomorrow. Must get my girl out of this house! Other then going out to wait for the school bus 2 days, Mira's been stuck in the house all week. It's finally supposed to warm up a bit, so we are thankful for that. Happy Friday, whenever that is for you!</div>
Justin and Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06176712280687812828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698838222732329907.post-6388360052817486922014-01-04T23:49:00.000-05:002014-01-06T13:23:47.940-05:002014Wow! It has been so long since I wrote. I promise I am turning over a new leaf. Feeling inspired by a new friend and her blog, and hoping she will give me a few pointers on how to do this for real, so it's not so frustrating to me!<br />
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I have been writing a post in my head called "my favorite things" because Mira is in such a fun stage right now, and I want to remember every minute of it! My goal is to blog more to document all this, even if it's more of a daily journal than anything. That will most likely be a long-running post with many updates.<br />
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We started out this new year with a very <strike>lazy</strike><b> relaxing </b>week. Mira loves the snow. She runs outside squealing and falls on her face, I'm assuming tongue out, licking snow! She just lays there, on her belly, then on her back, staring at the sky. Oh, to be that carefree! I would like to add a picture here, but I can't find my pictures on my new iPad! Grrrrr!<br />
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We also had an awesome camp-out in our family room! Daddy built the perfect tent, and we all 4 (the dog too!) slept under it on an air mattress! Well, Daddy made it until 4am, but Mommy and Mira slept in til 9! Too bad the air mattress was deflated by then! Ouwah!<br />
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<br />Justin and Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06176712280687812828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698838222732329907.post-8451220371449584152013-07-22T19:21:00.001-04:002013-07-22T19:21:27.709-04:00Did she eat me? So I know it's been a million years since I updated. I'm sure I lost all my readers anyway! I really wanted to write this down so I don't forget it. I've been worried forever about having the talk with Mira to explain where she came from. I had the perfect opportunity tonight. This is her Birthmom's birthday day. So we made her a video of Mira singing "Happy Birthday" and sent it to her. She sang the song, and then asked who is "My E"? (I don't want to use her full name on here for her privacy) So I explained that "E" is very special. That we can call her the "Belly Lady" because she grew inside "E's" belly. Then God wanted us to be her Mommy and Daddy so "E" brought her to us so that we could take care of her. Mira said, "So I was in E's belly? Did she eat me? Ha ha ha! No sweetheart, she didn't quite eat you, but we'll talk about that a different day! God placed you in E's belly when you were a little tiny baby so that you could grow big and healthy." She looked at me a little concerned and said, "But I want to grow in your belly". That about broke my heart, but I wiped the tear away and told her that God had a plan and that "E" was very special to do what she did. She was smiling and even though I know she doesn't fully understand, it's always been as if she gets it that she is a special gift from God! Happy Birthday, Sweet "E". May your life be as blessed as ours has been since we met you! Justin and Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06176712280687812828noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698838222732329907.post-20993872908455073532013-01-24T21:11:00.000-05:002013-01-24T21:11:03.899-05:00Real FoodI keep telling myself I'm going to blog about some of the recipes I make, whether they are made up or ones that I follow. I think my Stuffed Peppers I made today are worthy of being the first.<br />
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I don't usually have the best of luck with Stuffed Peppers. Not sure why, maybe it's because I never use a recipe. Maybe not. I didn't use a recipe today. I just used the force. It worked.<br />
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Here it is......a rough explanation of what I did. My sister will hate this. She needs exact instructions. <br />
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1c cooked brown rice<br />
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In the pan I browned the meat in, I then sauteed some onion, garlic, mushrooms, and kale in EVOO until soft and wilted. Salt and pepper to taste. Add 1 lg can of tomato sauce. Bring to a boil and then simmer for a while. :-)<br />
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Clean 4 or 5 green peppers and cut off the tops. Clean out the seeds. Mix the rice, meat, and a little bit of sauce together. Spoon that mixture into the peppers until overflowing. Pour sauce over top until covered. Sprinkle with Parmesan (shaker) cheese and then top with shredded mozzarella. Bake on 300 degrees or around there for an hr or longer, checking to see when the peppers get soft. I'm not sure on exactly how because I left to get a massage and my hubby finished the baking. Oh man, were these delicious! There was only 1 left, which I will send for lunch with my hubby tomorrow. Wish there was more leftovers though! Next time I will double or triple this recipe. Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm! I think the best part is that tomorrow's dinner is chili, so I already have some extra rice and meat and sauce that I will add together with some beans and taco seasoning and Viola! Dinner is served.<br />
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I need to get better at blogging about food. I didn't take any pictures of my creation. I will do better next time. Justin and Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06176712280687812828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698838222732329907.post-57812370397645020082013-01-18T22:16:00.003-05:002013-01-18T22:16:54.720-05:00FridayI'm more excited for Mira's dance class tomorrow than she is. I'm praying she will participate and not whine and cling to my leg the whole time. Really working to get over this Mommy attachment phase we're in, but it's kind of hard when we're together 24/7. Bribes really don't work but I got nothing else! Work in progress.<br />
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We'd like to buy a new house in the next year or so. I can't fathom what it's going to take to get this one ready to sell. Purge. Purge. Purge.<br />
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We went on a date tonight. Mommy, Mira and Daddy. Max and Erma's. Ok food. Good company. We almost destroyed the sundae bar. Must. Eat. M&M's. We did destroy a bathtub display at Lowes after dinner. Whoops. Then almost showed everyone what the stork saw when she discovered a toilet display. Oh my goodness, oh my goodness :-)<br />
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I'm itching for something new. New jeans? Can't find a comfy pair. New window blinds? Must save monies. New hairstyle? Nope. Just got it grown out to the length I like. Don't touch it. Hmmm........what will it be? <br />
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I did really well 3 days this week going to bed early. The last 2 nights, I'm getting sucked into the internet and loosing track of time. I like sleep. I really do.<br />
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There's a crumb stuck under my period and I have to hit it just right to get it to work. Justin and Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06176712280687812828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698838222732329907.post-9732808991623307042013-01-14T14:02:00.000-05:002013-01-14T14:02:02.874-05:00RandomIt's been way too long.<br />
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Love that my girl is munching on kale chips and LOVING them!<br />
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I was tortured for 16hrs this weekend at a massage therapy seminar. I came home to my sweet girl saying, "So glad you're home Mommy!" Melts my heart.<br />
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We have such cabin fever that every time the sun shines we bundle up and run outside to soak in some Vit. D. Thank you for the sunshine today, God!<br />
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Watching someone else's child is very challenging. I'm still thankful to be able to work from home to be with my girl.<br />
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Mira's still afraid of large hairy costumed people. Cookie Monster is fake! lol<br />
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Doesn't look like we'll be making it to a friends wedding in Aruba, unless someone burried their life savings in the walls of the house or something. Nuts.<br />
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I won this super cute pillow dress.<br />
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Justin and Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06176712280687812828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698838222732329907.post-65556916841429784052012-10-30T23:58:00.000-04:002012-10-30T23:58:30.016-04:00Perspective<b>Perspective</b> in theory of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cognition" title="Cognition">cognition</a> is the choice of a <a class="extiw" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/context" title="wiktionary:context">context</a> or a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reference" title="Reference">reference</a> (or the result of this choice) from which to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sense" title="Sense">sense</a>, <a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Categorize" title="Categorize">categorize</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Measurement" title="Measurement">measure</a> or codify <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Experience" title="Experience">experience</a>, cohesively forming a coherent <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Belief" title="Belief">belief</a>, typically for comparing with another. One may further recognize a number of subtly distinctive meanings, close to those of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paradigm" title="Paradigm">paradigm</a>, <b>point of view</b>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reality_tunnel" title="Reality tunnel">reality tunnel</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Umwelt" title="Umwelt">umwelt</a>, or <a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weltanschauung" title="Weltanschauung">weltanschauung</a>.<br />
To choose a perspective is to choose a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Value_system" title="Value system">value system</a> and, unavoidably, an associated <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Belief" title="Belief">belief</a> system. When we look at a <i>business perspective</i>, we are looking at a monetary base values system and beliefs. When we look at a <i>human perspective</i>, it is a more social value system and its associated beliefs. ~Wikipedia<br />
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We don't really get into Halloween around here. Yes, we let our kid dress up in a cute costume and take her trick or treating with the cousins, but there's no decorating the house or scary movies, etc. Well, my sweet girl said she wanted to be Kermit The Frog. So me being me, and not wanting to spend a lot on a frog costume that she'll wear once, decided I would make one. How hard could it be? Apparently, it's really not easy being green, because I can not find 1 single "kelly" (Kermit's true color) green hoodie or sweat pants anywhere. Ok fine. So I order an $8 hoodie online that should be delivered by today, and decide to make the pants, eyes, and collar. (At the last minute, no doubt!) Spent a few hours last night cutting out frog legs and looking for patterns for the collar and eyes. The mail comes, and low and behold, there's still no green hoodie. Chase down the mailman and he doesn't have it or have any idea where it is even though the computer says it was delivered Sat. Call the mail delivery annex and they said it was delivered Sat. and there's not much they can do for me. Starting to loose my cool at this point. Then I thought about having to tell my sweet girl that Mommy isn't going to have a Kermit costume for her. Let the water works flow from this Momma's eyes. I was so sad. I started texting my friends with boys asking if they have one? Daddy jumps online at work and searches for a costume and is willing to pay the big bucks for overnight shipping. I pull out the turquoise green hoodie and pants I bought just in case and think of how silly she will look and how no one will know she's Kermit because it's the wrong color green. <br />
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This is from a friend who's family owned one of these houses in Breezy Point, NY. They were not sparred from the destruction of Hurricane Sandy yesterday. So many years of memories, all gone. They are thankful that no one was injured here. It's just a house. <br />
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Thank you God for giving me a lot of perspective today. The costume, however unnecessary, is coming together without the lost hoodie. I was made blatantly aware of the fact that I was a little out of touch with reality today, and need to start each day by organizing my thoughts and focusing on what is really important. Thank you God for my family and our good health, a safe, warm place to call home, and your unconditional and unfailing LOVE! <br />
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<br />Justin and Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06176712280687812828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698838222732329907.post-23743489390389178822012-10-26T22:35:00.001-04:002012-10-26T22:35:32.680-04:003 yrs ago3 years ago, today, we were on our way out to Columbus. We had received the call we were waiting for just 3 days prior, that we had been selected by a Birthmom and she wanted to meet us. I sit here remembering the emotions of that day. We were so nervous we could puke. Excited for what the future may hold, but reserved and grounded. I'm not sure how that's all possible at once, but I know that my husband was my rock through it all. I would have to go back in my blog to know for sure, but I would guess that I wrote about details of that day here already. I guess the thing that I remember most about that day, was how my heart was breaking for this sweet girl, who was so brave and strong. I just wanted to scoop her up and bring her home with us and help her get on her feet. I also remember telling myself that if she decided that she was going to parent this baby instead of placing her with us, that we would all be just fine. Well, if anyone even reads my blog, there's a good chance you know how the rest of this story goes!<br />
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I think it's interesting how as time goes on, our focus has changed. During the first year after Mira was born, we remembered the events and milestones of the year before. Not a day went by that I didn't think, "this time last year, we.......". The second year, the little milestones slipped away, but I could still recall most details. This past year, I've been so busy keeping up with my sweet girl and the 2 babies I watch that it wasn't until last night that I realized it was Oct. 25, and I hadn't even thought about how on Oct 23, 2009, I was sitting at my sisters house when my cell rang. It was our case worker explaining that we'd been selected and she wanted to meet us. It kinda felt weird that Oct. 23rd 2012 came and went, and I hadn't thought about that wonderful day. Although I don't remember all the words that were said, I don't a year will pass that I don't remember Oct. 26th as the most important day for our family. A tall, skinny, blonde girl sat across from us, sharing her life with us. She had suffered so much, and possibly still is to this day. I have cried many tears for her, thinking of the milestones in Mira's life that she isn't apart of, and how amazing it is that she allowed us to share in this much joy. I hope she always knows how important she is to us, and that we will always love her and welcome her to be apart of our family.<br />
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I guess this would be an appropriate post to do a Mira update as well. I can't seem to ever focus long enough to blog regularly, so I better do it now! Miss Mira is in love with musicals and live shows. We went to Idlewild 4 times this summer, and the child never wanted to miss a show! They are so cheesy there but she loved it!<i> </i>I can't wait to take her to a real musical, or better yet, DISNEY WORLD!! She will be so excited. She is really being a great helper for me (most days) when the babies are here. She loves helping with diaper changes and picking up the toys that they drop over and over again. We finally achieved the status of completely potty trained. I haven't bought pull-ups for about 3 weeks! She was still needing them at night, but something finally clicked and she started waking up dry! When we used the rest of a bag up, I decided not to buy anymore. I was pretty nervous about wet sheets, but knock on wood, that has not happened at all! It was the strangest thing tho.....anytime I tried her in panties and told her that she was in panties and needed to keep them dry all night, she would panic and have to pee every 5 minutes. As long as we don't bring attention to the panties before bed, and never mention about needing to wake up to pee, she is completely fine. She wakes up one time a night to pee, but goes right back to sleep! It's really amazing how long the potty training process can take, and how it can be so different from one child to the next. I'm glad to officially be passed that stage! Mira loves the Muppets and frequently acts out the scenes. She randomly breaks out in song, or says something from the movie. When I ask her what that's from, she'll tell me it's Gary and Walter (from the Muppet Movie). Some of the funniest things she's saying right now are, "I can't alieve (believe) it!", "Hey Mom, I have a question for you.", and "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" She can count to 13, and 20 with help. She's starting to recognize letters, and associate words and names that go with the letters. She's very good at M is for Mira!<br />
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I think that's all for now. I really should have been creating my sweet girls Halloween costume instead of blogging, but I guess Kermit the Frog will have to wait til tomorrow! <br />
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Other days I could care less about fancy, and am grateful that we have house, with 4 walls, windows and a roof to protect us.<br />
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Some days, me and my girl go about our business like your normal average family.<br />
Other days I sob constantly at the fact that God gave me this beautiful spunky child to nurture and love and I feel more than average! Down right special!<br />
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Some days, I get so impatient thinking about having a second baby. Annoyed at the people who can get pregnant whenever they want. Angry at the people who have babies and don't take care of them. Jealous of the people who miraculously get pregnant against the odds. Sad for my friends who have to go through the same feelings I do.<br />
Other days, I'm reminded of God's perfect plan. How our patience paid off in more blessings than we could have ever imagined. How beautiful the child is that God created for us. Our perfect child. How abundantly blessed our journey to parenthood has been. <br />
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Some days, I forget I'm an adoptive Mommy.<br />
Other days it's all I can think about. Really? God and Mira's Birth Mom trusted ME to take care of this child. I still pinch myself over our journey to become parents, and pray daily for our future children.<br />
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Some days, parenting is easy.<br />
Other days are so dang frustrating that I can't wait until bedtime. I can't wait until I don't have to lay in Mira's room with her until she falls asleep, can't wait until I don't have to run to the potty with her, can't wait until I don't have to watch her every move so she doesn't get hurt. Then I realize how sad it will be when all those stages have passed. I will spend less time with her, and she will be independent.<br />
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I thought this quote was fitting for my mood lately. I tend to forget how to deal with being busy, as in, doing more than just taking care of Mira daily and massaging occasionally. I can easily let myself get overwhelmed and bogged down, if I don't remember to be thankful for the opportunities that I'm given.
Watching my friends babies is such a blessing for us. I am able to be at home with Mira, which is what I want the most. However, I am fortunate enough to be helping two sweet, loving families with their babies. It's really working out great. The Mommies are being very considerate of my families needs and it really is a great thing. Mira is behaving well this week too! She's loving "Her Boy" S and has cooperated for the most part. Baby B is off this week, but will be back next week. I'm hoping that transition goes well for all of us, but we'll deal with whatever.
Yesterday I was working from 7am-7pm. Ugh. I also had some major cramps and no energy on top of that. Dear God, that was funny. Let's not let it happen again! I was praying that He would give me the strength I needed to make it through the day. By the time I got to my second job, I was feeling much better. I actually ended that long day feeling better than when I started! I remembered to give Him the glory.
I struggle a lot with some things. I try to ward off jealousy by creating new things in our life to be excited about. Not necessarily buying new things, or spending money, just something new to work towards or some exciting event to look forward to. I've kinda been in that funk lately, like, all my friends are pregnant and looking forward to a new baby, or buying new cars, or taking an awesome trip. I'm searching for what our next excitement will be. Often during these times, I try to remind myself to draw nearer to God. To open my eyes and ears and be still enough to listen for the way He is leading us. I guess that would be discernment. I am also reminded of the Prayer of Jabez, and how we are supposed to ask God to bless us.<br />
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I think this post is kinda random, so I'll just add to that. I really wish that I could become a more organized housekeeper. Not to impress anyone, just to keep my self sane. Also, I'm really irritated at myself for not being able to complete a couple photo memory books that are long over due for completion. I hope that when I hit "publish" the photo quote at the top fits in the page and is no longer cut off. I really don't have the energy or the expertise to fix it. Justin and Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06176712280687812828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698838222732329907.post-48971752239219074832012-08-17T23:15:00.000-04:002012-08-17T23:15:09.519-04:00Week in Review<div style="text-align: center;">
Wedded Bliss!</div>
We celebrated our 8th anniversary as Husband and Wife this past week.
We're not perfect, but we have some really great things going for us! In
the midst of crazy schedules and a demanding 2 yr old, it's important
to stop and realize that this is our life. We can either get frustrated
and stay home, or we can suck it up and torture our kid by making her do
the things we want to do! We took Mira to Cooper's Rock with us, where
Justin proposed to me 9 years ago! It was much less peaceful and
romantic this time around, but I was happy to be able to take Mira with
us to make new memories together. When Justin proposed to me, he got
down on one knee and said that he brought me there because it was a new
place for us to explore and as we travel through our journey called
"life" we would be exploring many new places together. OR something LIKE
that! Ha! As we were walking through the woods, and playing hide and
seek in "Rock City" I couldn't help but reminisce about the journey we
have been on since that proposal. Some good, some bad, but I've made it
through with an amazing man by my side. Loving and learning as we go. I
pray to be a better wife. To learn everyday how to best serve my Husband
according to God's plan. To teach my Daughter how to do the same. God's
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This week was pretty busy with babies! We watch 4month old Baby B on Monday and Wednesdays, and this week she came Friday also. Baby S will be Monday -Thursday but was only one day this week. He'll start full time when school starts. Let me tell you how BIG of an adjustment this is for Mira and I. I am getting a little taste of what my Mommy friends with twins go through! Mira's working through some jealousy stuff, which is totally to be expected. She has been the center of my attention for 2.5yrs. I need to work on my temper towards her when she's having a difficult time dealing with it all. There are times when she is a really great helper, and other times she's regressing into baby mode and making things very difficult. The babies are getting into the swing of things, and I am confident that once we are on our "regular" schedule, things will get easier. I'm thankful for the opportunity to watch both these babies, and their Mommy's are working well with me on schedules and such. Pray that this is the right path for our family. I'm thankful to be able to work at home. I really appreciate my time with just MY baby, and I'm working on her getting to appreciate our alone time together as well! </div>
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That is the theme of the county fair, but I only know that because I looked it up on the website when needing a subtitle! Ha! We tried something new this year, riding the trolley to the fair! What a fun time for the kids! Thursday, Mira and I met Mimi and Kayleigh there. Friday night we took Daddy! We rode the trolley, walked through the animal barns, (the piggies were a favorite!) and congratulated our Cousins for winning Champion and Reserved Champion Steers! We enjoyed some treats, (of course!) went to the petting zoo, and then headed back on the trolley. A great (sticky, dirty, smelly) time was had by all! </div>
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After a pretty hectic weekend, (good, but crazy!) I got Mira to bed early and was relieved to go veg out on the couch. Instead, the gorgeous sunlight shining into the windows caught my attention. I grabbed my Hubby and we sat on the front porch watching just about the most beautiful sunset we've ever seen. I sat in awe of God's intricate creation. The bright blues and greens, yellows, oranges and pinks. Amazing. Just like a painting. These pictures do not do it justice, but will remind me to stop, and witness how amazing our God really is. </div>
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For the first time in a long time, I can truly say I am throroughly enjoying this summer! I love getting to hang out with Mira, watching her learn new skills and discover new things. She just started pedaling her bike all by herself! She's becoming quite independant and wants to do a lot by herself. The transition into a big girl princess bed has not been the easiest. Probably hardest on Mommy, because she's been such an awesome sleeper that I've been spoiled. We can't seem to figure out how to keep our panties dry and sleep all night. I'm really trying to be sensitive to that fact that she's young and it will eventually work out. She really does very well for her age.<br />
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Now about that busy week......we started a new adventure around here and will be watching my friends baby 4 days a week, starting full time in September. He's here this week as a trial run. So far so good! I am enjoying being back in the baby stage, and being able to send him home at the end of the day! Ha ha! Mira is being amazing and such a big helper! I was pretty worried that the jealousy was going to complicate things! She's loves Baby S and can't wait for him to get here each day. Thank God! She's learning to be patient and play on her own, and also to share her Mommy not just her toys! I'm really thankful for the opportunity to be able to watch him and be home to share so many great days with Mira. Just hoping yesterday wasn't a fluke and today goes smooth as well!Justin and Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06176712280687812828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698838222732329907.post-60767122289219854512012-05-24T08:27:00.000-04:002012-05-24T08:27:36.680-04:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Mira update:<br />
I'm not sure how it happened. I'm still questioning where my baby went? WE HAVE POTTY SUCCESS! I didn't push it, but at about 18 months, Mira started peeing on the potty! We celebrated every time with 2 fists in the air and a good 'ole, "WOOHOO"!!! She watched her big cousins learning how, and it kinda just happened! (The M&M's and cookies had NOTHING to do with it, I'm sure!) Right before she turned 2 we started actually wearing big girl panties around the house. This Momma was too chicken to venture out that way! She hadn't gone #2 on the potty until January. We bought tickets to see Sesame Street LIVE! and I was trying to use that as her reward for going #2. She could have cared less, because she had NO idea what I was talking about, she had never been to a live show yet! 2 days before Elmo, she actually pooped on the potty! I hadn't been that excited about poop since it turned solid at 6 months! (This is a great thing for a cloth diapering Momma!) We got to go see Elmo, and I'm so glad. I think Mommy and Daddy were more excited than she was!<br />
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So, at 27 months, she wears big girl panties all day, even at nap time, and only has the occasional accident. Sometimes there's just too much fun going on, and no time for potty! She's still needing a diaper at night, but that switch will be coming soon. A relative recommended switching to a big girl bed and big girl pantie at night all at once. Makes sense to me, so we'll attempt that in another week or two. She still wakes up pretty wet, so I'm not rushing it! I think we will use a reward system, maybe getting a sticker for every time she wakes up dry, and when she gets 10 stickers, she gets a prize. All in all, the process was pretty smooth to this point. There were VERY frustrating days. Potty training DEFINITELY tests Mommy's patience. Definitely. I'm not an expert by any means. If someone asked me what was the key to success, I would say that once she was comfortable sitting down and peeing on the potty, it was more about a constant reminder to do so. We would start first thing in the morning, wake up, sit on the potty, and then continue to try every 30 minutes. Yes, a daunting task, but totally worth it. A couple days of that, and she was ready to spread it out to every hour, then every 2 hours, until she was confident enough to tell me when she had to go, and when she didn't. Boy did she tell me when she didn't! Ha ha! Thanks to my Sister at this point, for the encouragement to not fight to get her on the potty. She was ready to tell me on her own when she had to go. She's such a big girl and we still celebrate every time! "WOOHOO"!!!<br />
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A couple funny things:<br />
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I often have to remind her to get her finger out of her nose. Gross. Now, when I catch her doing it, and ask her to stop, she says, "It's mine!" Yes honey, it is yours, but it's still yucky. Ha ha ha! <br />
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She is becoming quite the procrastinator at nap and bedtime, and uses every excuse she can think of. The funniest one is that her "finga-nail" hurts. Then it's her chin, elbow, cheek, and finally, she has to go potty. AAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!!! GO TO SLEEP!<br />
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Every time we drive past a Wendy's, she wants "burga-a-cheese" and fries. Now when we drive past a McDonald's, it's "chick-a-fries". We don't eat there often at all, but it's amazing to me how quickly a child is influenced by commercial things. She sees the sign, and knows what it is. Crazy.<br />
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When she cries or gets upset and I ask her, "What's wrong?" Her reply is, "A 'cause". Ha ha ha!<br />
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Finally, we have been obsessed with singing Happy Birthday lately. Lots of our family celebrates their days Nov-March so she's gotten lots of practice. It's the sweetest thing! The first video was in February, sending birthday wishes to our sweet friend, Marissa. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx78ryjT8KnNMhhqb4VfJGTbTjNaAlSREMnkvofCjnpr2R0EnVwBZhFesf3vSfIZ-ZGq2BoT6CXh5sP5ASh7w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>This past week, we celebrated Mommy and Daddy's birthdays. She sang to Daddy on Mommy's day, and vice versa. I can't believe how much her birthday song has improved in just a few short weeks. Sweetest. Thing. EVER.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyO_pYHv3knJDmiN8579V_e9Ruf8eudGMEZi3xmKTBhwvY5bWDAXncZ-TeaDorTizptUhILpz1XtQs9J8Y4jw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Justin and Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06176712280687812828noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698838222732329907.post-1421109116097102752012-01-23T08:20:00.000-05:002012-01-23T08:20:58.216-05:00Weekend UpdateFriday, I went to a massage therapy seminar to learn an new technique! It was a great class. So glad I was able to attend and I can't wait to use my new knowledge.<br />
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Saturday we didn't have much on the schedule, which was awesome since there was an ice storm and it was nasty outside! Daddy went out to chisel the ice, and Mira and I had an impromptu dance party in our jammies, including the sweetest kisses from my beautiful baby. All the giggles and kisses brought me to tears. I was cherishing the moment, and hoping I will remember it in 20 yrs. when my baby is all grown up!<br />
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Mira went to play with Mammy and Pap Pap and we went to our church to attend <a href="http://www.marriage101online.com/" target="_blank">Marriage Seminar 101</a><br />
It's an 8 week course in Marriage Enrichment, and there was a good blend of young couples and some with more experience. (I was going to say old, but then remembered I will be on that end of the spectrum someday!) I can already see a slight change for the better in our relationship, and I can't wait to spend the time with my Hubby to help us learn to be more aware of each others needs. <br />
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Sunday was off to church, and then to Pap Pap's birthday celebration! It's always a crazy time with all the kids together, but it's awesome to be able to get everyone together so often! This week we'll celebrate Aunt Hega's (Heather) birthday too! Happy Birthday to them both, and prayers for a healthy, successful year! <br />
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(I just realized I don't have any pictures to share, and I don't think anyone took a picture yesterday! I would like to be better about that, so we will have these wonderful memories captured to share with our kids in the future!)Justin and Jessicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06176712280687812828noreply@blogger.com0