tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12297843971372566822024-03-05T00:13:00.600-08:00PUSH (Pray Until Something Happens)Www.prayuntillsomethinghappens.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04721742363840909950noreply@blogger.comBlogger60125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1229784397137256682.post-24278635645690462222019-12-17T08:59:00.001-08:002019-12-17T09:03:25.771-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Last night I couldn’t sleep. I woke up and stared at my youngest and my middle sleeping so soundly. I remembered the other night I was telling my mother in law that Brody was either gonna be a leader of the nation or a gang in prison. We laughed and secretly prayed it wasn’t the latter. I thought about that statement and how before I blinked he would be grown. An anger welled up inside me, why? Why does time have to go so fast? And who’s fault is it. God’s? Mine? Theirs? I was so mad that when I woke up they’d all be older, and there was nothing I could do about it. I’m not one who is ok with not having control. I have no say, or input on how slow or fast the process goes and it kills me.<br />
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I mean why can’t the days be short and the years be long? Why can’t they stay little for longer and the days that feel like they’ll never end be shorter? Idk, there’s a lesson in there I’m sure. I’m sure when I’m old and my boys are grown I’ll still never know. But for now I’m trying to figure out how to hold them longer, love them harder and try my hardest to keep them small forever. It’s not a secret, every mom I’ve ever known or even strangers will tell me “soak it up”. So it’s not anything a momma tries to keep, they want you to know it happens fast, they want you to soak up that fresh bath smell, that sweaty boy smell with a touch of fresh cut grass, those terrible smelly feet. They want you to laugh at all the farts, and fart jokes. Roll your eyes at the clothes on the floor and the pee all over the toilet. Yell a little less, hold your tongue a lot more. And the thing I’m most guilty of looking at my stupid phone.<br />
So until I figure out how to keep my boys this small and innocent I’m gonna laugh more, watch them more and pray to God time could just slow down a little.<br />
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Www.prayuntillsomethinghappens.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04721742363840909950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1229784397137256682.post-35245629411354263602019-03-24T15:49:00.001-07:002019-03-24T15:53:24.364-07:006 and 1/2 years ago I meet Andrea. A sweet girl with a hard past and in a sad situation. There is absolutely no doubt in my mind God placed us together. No doubt that He has this plan in place all of our lives. I was meant to be a mother...Parker’s mother.<br />
Her life never really go any easier after the adoption. She got clean, then fell back into it again. She made some mistakes, and conquered her demons. She would get her head above water only to go back under again. Not one person can say she didn’t try...because she tried oh so hard.<br />
I watched most of this play out on Facebook. I can keep up with her through there. My heart would ache with her posts of failure and rejoice with her in her achievements. She did receive her GED not long ago and that was a big moment for her.<br />
We pray for her daily and daily I worry if I shared my love for Jesus with her enough. I tried so many times to be sure she knew that HE was the reason we have and love Parker.<br />
A few months ago she reached out to me through Facebook messenger. I’ve set all my stuff to private so her finding me and messaging me scared me to death. Her only message said “I wanted to tell you that I love you guys so much” it made me so nervous that she’s found me. I immediately blocked her (for safety purposes, and I contacted GLAD so she’s know we weren’t mad but couldn’t communicate through Facebook) and started a letter to her to put on this blog to let her know how much we love her too.<br />
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Yesterday afternoon we learned that on March 23rd at 4:30am Andrea passed away. We have no answers as to what happened. My heart is completely broken. I’m broken for my Parker. He will never know just how much she loved him, how much she gave up for him, how much she gave ME! We are still processing everything and Parker has no idea. I look at him and tears swell in my eyes as to how he has no idea that she’s gone. I cry thinking if she hadn’t given us life that he would be orphaned right now. My heart just breaks!<br />
Parenting is so hard, very hard and then you throw in the factors of adoption and I’m just trying so hard not to screw it all up.<br />
I honestly don’t know her relationship with Jesus, I pray she was a child of God and is dancing in heaven with her mom. I pray that’s where she is so for the rest of Parker’s life she can get a front row seat to see how awesome he is because of what she did!!!!<br />
I’m asking for prayers for us, for guidance in the days and weeks and years to come. Parker doesn’t know and probably won’t till his ready to hear his story in full.<br />
Please lift up Andreas two other boys, Zayden and Easton. They have lost the only momma they know. I have no idea what will happen to them. <br />
God has had this plan all along. His plans are better than ours even when don’t understand!<br />
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<br />Www.prayuntillsomethinghappens.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04721742363840909950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1229784397137256682.post-69993555171727508302019-03-24T08:23:00.003-07:002019-03-24T08:23:37.466-07:00Dear first mommaDear First momma,<br />
It’s been a while since we’ve talked. 6 years to be exact. Our boy is 6 years old....somehow 6 years has past.<br />
Parker is in kindergarten this year and...well...doesn’t LOVE it but is doing better. He loves his friends and social life (he gets that from me) and he loves to learn new things (he gets that from Charlie) but it’s the “work” part he struggles with.....he only wants to do the fun things. He’s very smart....very polite....very outspoken and mostly very precious! He can count to 100, knows all his letters and sounds and is starting to learn to read.<br />
Parker has a heart as big as the sky! He loves as big as the sky and loves to show it. He’s always wanting to please whoever he’s around. He’s hilarious and entertaining too. He’s got quite a few friends at school. We told him this year for his birthday he could choose 5 friends to take to eat and play games. It took him weeks to narrow it down, almost broke his heart he couldn’t take them all!!! <br />
Right now he’s into games! Has an x box, Nintendo switch and DS. He says he’s a “gamer”! He loves Mario, sonic, and transformers. He’s an awesome big brother to his two little brothers. He’s always willing to help and will usually always play with them when they want him too.<br />
He’s playing basketball right now. Not the greatest at it but he’s learning. We’ve conquered t ball and soccer over the past few years. I’m the crazy momma in the stands cheering for her baby!!!!<br />
Charlie has taken him hunting a couple times, he’s shot Charlie’s gun and loves it so I foresee many hunts in his future.<br />
We’ve had a few health issues over the past few years, nothing serious just some tummy troubles. We think he’s lactose intolerant and treating that has helped him tons. It’s rough because he LOVES milk and chocolate ice cream.<br />
He’s my picky eater though!! He likes about 5 things. One of those was guacamole but we learned he’s allergic to cilantro so that’s out now. He loves chicken fries and cheesy potatoes, taco’s no letters or shell, spaghetti...sometimes, bread, turkey sandwiches and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Thats about it....<br />
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I know this year your struggling a little with the adoption. I know you know you made the right choice but I also know it doesn’t make it “easier”. I wanted you to know that your loved, adored and prayed for. We could never thank you for the gift of Parker. He not only blesses us but every person he meets. He’s beautiful inside and out. He was meant for us and us for him. There will NEVER be a day we let his adoption be a negative. We will always make it a positive. We praise you for your decision, that you didn’t “give him up” but chose to let him live and gave a girl who needed him a chance to love him! He’ll ask questions in time and we’ll try to answer as honestly as we can. No answer will ever be given to degrade you but to uplift you and your beautiful decision.<br />
Your loved beautiful girl, not only by us and our son but by our Heavenly Father who lead you to us. We thank God for you both everyday!<br />
Keep your head up, your doing good, your loved, and thanked for everyday!!!!!Www.prayuntillsomethinghappens.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04721742363840909950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1229784397137256682.post-79507010602924598112017-10-02T21:10:00.001-07:002017-10-03T06:51:48.955-07:00To my precious boys.......<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI0tHXze7Ud3bJ0Ed66R7BCR8-3QyVlbxBAuH-nAzcoAQxUYaUfVlZK0_hIylHAM-R3jdT03_d0IlIKNgujXfLObi7BiWMIP9x12Xww0YjRaEfbnYkXXt-0h8hbbuhcyh_reGJK4M6lqU/s640/blogger-image--417474271.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI0tHXze7Ud3bJ0Ed66R7BCR8-3QyVlbxBAuH-nAzcoAQxUYaUfVlZK0_hIylHAM-R3jdT03_d0IlIKNgujXfLObi7BiWMIP9x12Xww0YjRaEfbnYkXXt-0h8hbbuhcyh_reGJK4M6lqU/s640/blogger-image--417474271.jpg"></a></div><br><div>
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Today, October 2nd 2017 in the once beautiful United States of America you woke up to a beautiful sunny day filled with preschool, mamaw's house and cousin time. Followed by snack time and naps, laughter and playing. Meanwhile we've (the adults) have learned of a tragedy that has once again shaken us to the core. We awoke to hear of another shooting, more deaths, injuries and pain that should of never happened. We see hate everyday, all day. We can't even mourn the loss before we've all placed blame, pointed fingers and ridiculed what we don't know. </div>
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Each day you wake up is a new day to learn and grow and find even more ways to be happy. We, as adults learn of a new tragedy, a new drug or a new way to offend people. I watch you play and use your imagination. You learn to share and care for your brother, your friends and even that kid on the playground you've never met. You don't see color, hate or pain. You only see in love. If I could bottle it up I would and we'd all drink it everyday. We'd all remember that beauty of childhood, the freedom of choices and the fearlessness of being yourself!!!</div>
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But sadly one day boys you will begin to see the bad. You'll start to slowly lose the innocence that once lay in your heart and made you, you. I never want to tell you the bad things that happen, the pain, the fear, the worry that comes as you grow. But momma is crazy scared tonight of the world in which you both will grow up in. Tonight I fear that you'll both grow up with a constant fear. You'll both be uneasy of your surroundings and not know what may happen as you step out everyday. </div>
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Tonight I pray for God's protection on you, daily from the enemy. I pray Gods hand is on you every single step you take, everyday. I pray you always, always, always shine for Jesus. I pray he uses you both as a light for him and through him. I pray protection on your heart as you'll be ridiculed and persecuted for your beliefs. I pray you stay strong and courageous! I pray I equips you enough to know right from wrong, even when the world, the media, Hollywood tell you otherwise. I pray you stand firm in your beliefs and stand firm in the truth! I pray these things over you both because I have no idea what tomorrow holds. I know our world is crazy, people need Jesus and I need you both! I sometimes feel guilty for being such beautiful souls into a nasty, dirty world. But I'm reminded by you daily that your light can be the good this world needs to see. I pray you get to keep your sweet innocent childhood as long as possible. I'm sorry boys that this world is crazy but I know with you both in it, it's bound for greatness!!!! God bless you both and God bless the USA! </div>
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The boys are at my moms, Charlie is mowing and I'm drinking my coffee internally writing my blogs. So I decided that I probably needed to write them down so I could stop editing in my mind...😜<br />
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I tend to do that a lot, write blogs or think of good blogs to write about but never actually write it down. So with the quite of this morning I'm putting my blog in my head to paper...errr....to computer.</div>
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Last week we went to Boston for vacation. If you didn't already know Thomasland USA is located about an hour from Boston. This is why we chose that area. It was a different vacation for us because we're used to going to the beach and relaxing. In Boston there's not a whole lot of resting, just walking!! </div>
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We enjoyed our trip and our time with my parents. The boys loved thomasland and we all enjoyed the views and history. Because Boston is so far away and my children are wild and crazy we chose to fly instead of drive....:)</div>
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This is the boys first time flying, they were so excited!!! We boarded the plane and got all settled in. We then had to listen to the airline instructions and what to do in case of an emergency. They went over the flotation devises and the oxygen mask and so on. Once they finished they can down the isle and came to each person who had children. They told us in case of emergency to put our oxygen mask on first then the boys. At first I was confused. Why? Why would I do that? My boys come first I want to save them first, right? The longer I thought about this (the whole week...which lead to a blog idea...which lead to internally editing...which finally lead here) I began to understand. In order to save my children I have to be ok, be able to breath first. If I put the mask on them first then what if I run out of oxygen and don't make it? What would they do? In order to fully help my children I have to be ok, be safe, be ready! So this lead me to think of my parenting skills, my relationship with Charlie, my relationship with God. In my life, in my relationships do I put my mask on first to be ready to take care of others or do I put everyone else's mask on first and hope there's enough oxygen for me to get mine on????</div>
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Deep??? Maybe! But it really has me thinking. I give everything I have to my boys, they are the loves of my life you know? But, should I? Is it ok to give the leftovers to Charlie? To God???? No, it's not! It may sound selfish to put your mask on first, but really the reasoning isn't just for you, but for others! I have to be prepared, be ready, be ok before I can help or lead anyone else!!! </div>
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This is something I've really been bad at lately. My bible has sat on the table, my prayers are short and my time with Hod is limited. Then I wonder why I'm so short tempered, so annoyed or frustrated with Charlie or my boys! My oxygen is low, my spiritual health is failing! It's time for me to put my mask on first! Get in my bible, talk WITH God instead of AT God! Spend time with just Charlie, date my husband! Let our love for one another shine so our boys will know love and know what God can give!</div>
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The other day I asked Parker is he loved me, his response was yes of course. Then he said something I'll never forget. He said, "but mommy sometimes you yell....at daddy. That makes you not nice but still a good mommy". Oh my gosh! My heart broke! Yes, yes I yell at daddy, yes I do it front of the boys! Ouch! I forget so often that they are watching our every move, our every word, our every fight!! I then realized even more, I need my oxygen! Charlie and I get so caught up with our boys and work we forget about each other, which in turn causes stress and then mommy yelling at daddy.</div>
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Boston was a great trip, great vacation for us all. I however left with a little different perspective. It's ok to put myself first, take care of me so I can in return take care of my boys! My prayer is I can return to my bible, pray with God, listen to him. Date my husband, let him know his important. And in the end show my boys that because I love them sooooo much, I'll put my mask on first so I can take care of them forever! </div>
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Www.prayuntillsomethinghappens.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04721742363840909950noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1229784397137256682.post-80585972572931577912017-06-30T11:06:00.001-07:002017-06-30T11:06:07.742-07:00Here...hold my poppy<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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I've been meaning to write on here for a while now but I keep forgetting or getting interrupted. I'll sit and watch my boys and write out my blogs in my head and never write them down. My boys teach me so many crazy and new things each day. I never know weather to write a hilarious, crazy blog post or a sentimental "what God showed me today" blog post. Since it's been a while and I need to empty these stories from my brain i may do both today...well until one of my boys needs my undivided attention...😳😂.</div>
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As many of you know I'm an only child. I never had a brother or sister. Lots of cousins to play with but never a relationship like a sibling has. So I've never understood those relationships that people have with siblings. The fighting one minute and laughing the next or you can call them that but no one else can???? It's always been confusing to me until my boys.</div>
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I remember very clearly when Brody was a baby and I was up feeding and rocking him. I told him his birth story, our history, how I'd never be a mommy, how he was my miracle and special gift from God...etc. I would then tell him about Parker and how he's adopted and one day he's learn what that meant but the most important thing he needed to known was that no matter what, he was to protect his brother. I told him to "never let anyone say he's not his brother or my baby. Never let Parker feel different or any less loved. And if anything ever happened to me it's your job to protect him!" I told him this every night, every feeding. </div>
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It amazes me just the kind of person Brody is. He truly is Parker's protector. It's kinda scary how much he protects Parker, kinda like he heard every word I said all those nights! As they've gotten older and their interactions are more and more their personalities are coming out too. Brody is of course the protector and Parker is the lover! Parker never wants Brody to be in trouble. Whatever he's doing wrong that I'm yelling at him about he'll hurry up and try to help him correct it or pick up what I'm needing him to pick up. Parker's the first to give up his toys or game so Brody can get his way. I love to hear them play together and laugh and then of course argue!!!!<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy30CleY8ZDyA_nKdtRGjKeCHc5IvqHqFdnz2G77H36BkmG-MJO_jBz2uDqrqHLQkRGHAlUafzCVteVkadLpUDIIpbbdqAXJvEwG6-Qiko3MVW8kXGFRPmOQ6zJLZqd66ItdvU8k9mAmE/s1600/IMG_1039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy30CleY8ZDyA_nKdtRGjKeCHc5IvqHqFdnz2G77H36BkmG-MJO_jBz2uDqrqHLQkRGHAlUafzCVteVkadLpUDIIpbbdqAXJvEwG6-Qiko3MVW8kXGFRPmOQ6zJLZqd66ItdvU8k9mAmE/s320/IMG_1039.JPG" width="240" /></a>A friend of mine and her two boys and me and the boys all went to Evansville to build a bear. My boys did the trolls dolls. Parker made branch and Brody made princess poppy. Afterwards we went to the play area to let the boys all play. There was one little boy there that was wild and mean and his mom wasnt watching him at all. In fact he'd ran out of the play area multiple times. There was a quick minute when it was just our boys in there and Parker and Brody wanted to play with their new trolls dolls. After a few minutes that little turkey of a boy and his mom came back. He's running wild and his momma is in her phone not paying any attention. Parker then decides to sit branch down on the floor to go through a tunnel thing. That little boy ran up a grabbed it. Parker turned around and said, " no, that's mine!" The little boy made a face at him and squeezed it tighter. So, trying to get the mom's attention I say, "Parker it's ok, he can see it for a second". This was not ok with Parker, me either but trying to keep the peace!! So Parker takes off crying in the floor. Little did I know Brodyman was watching this whole thing go down. From the corner of the play area Brody walks vastly over to crying Parker in the floor and calmly says "here Parker, hold my poppy". He tossed princess poppy by Parker and marched right over to that boy who was still holding Parker's Branch and also standing right next to his mom. Brody said "that not your, it's my brothers." The boy said "no". Brody said, "that not nice, it not yours". And he then began to wrestle Branch away from this little boy. Finally the mom looked up and scolded the boy and gave Branch back to Brody. Brody stared that little turkey down as he walked all the way back over to Parker and said, "here Parker". Picked up his princess poppy and ran off playing. I sat there in complete shock! It was hilarious and yet encouraging that Brody man was in fact gonna take care of his brother no matter what!!! I thought my heart would explode! It's been like that for a while now. Their relationship is amazing and hilarious all at the same time! </div>
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I remember when I got pregnant with Brody thinking about their relationship. Would they be friends or hate each other? Would they love each other and protect each other? They are as different as night and day, they have different blood lines and their birth story is very different but the one thing that share is their love for each other and that is the greatest gift a mommy could ever ask of her children!!!!</div>
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Parker was recently in the baby contest at the fair. He won in his age group. The first person to come running and give him a hug was in fact Brody!!! He had the biggest smile on his face and couldn't be any more proud of him than I was.<br />
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When Brody was potty training peeing was easy peasy....it was the pooping that was rough. Parker encouraged and encouraged him everyday. When he finally went Parker screamed and hollered through the whole house. He was sooooo proud of him!</div>
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I LOVE the supportive relationship they have! I pray it continues as they grow and the love only grows!!!!!!!!</div>
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Now, on to the funny things!!! Seriously everyday is like a comedy show and sometimes I look around just to be sure there isn't a camera filming this craziness!!!! </div>
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Both boys love to pee outside, like most do. But they don't just pull down the front of the shorts they pull their whole pants down to the ankles pee and then can't get them back up so they'll walk naked across the yard to me or Charlie to help them get them pulled up. I'm sure our neighborhood is getting tired of seeing my boys butts and pee pee's!!!</div>
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Www.prayuntillsomethinghappens.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04721742363840909950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1229784397137256682.post-117448656844431642016-09-06T13:23:00.000-07:002016-09-06T13:23:10.322-07:00My baby is going to Preschool, and why im so emotional about it<br />
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So this week my sweet oldest baby started 3 year old preschool. This is a pretty big milestone for any mother, its an emotional time. For me, I'm a very emotional person anyway but this week has been really, really rough for me. As I was getting Parker ready this morning I was very calm and trying to take in each word he spoke and then it hit me. My baby going to preschool isn't what's making me so emotional, its the fact that if God hadn't placed him in our life, I have no idea where he would be today. And if I let my imagination get the best of me I COULD have an idea of where he would be. <br />
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We were and continue to be blessed that Andrea listen to her heart and that God led her to us. We prayed and prayed for a baby for so long and our answered prayer was in the form of adoption of a beautiful 6lb baby boy. I heard his first cry, cut his cord, fed him from my body. He is mine, my baby, my sweet angel that for the past 3 years ive played and taught and laughed with. There are many times that I have to stop and just thank God for that moment, that hes mine, because its then that my mind wonders to "if he wasn't here with me where/what would he be doing?" Its a thought Im sure most adoptive mommies have. It happens often and we really never say it out loud, its just a thought, because we cant go there. We live in the now, hes here with me to love and show love and that's what keeps us going everyday.<br />
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If you've ever met my Parker then your life has been forever changed. Hes pretty much the greatest thing since slice bread. His heart is as big as the sky. He has NEVER met a stranger. He loves and he loves BIG!!!! Everyone he has ever came in contact with never leaves he sight without a smile, a wonderful "Ive just been blessed smile!" His love for everyone is huge, he cares so much about everything. He radiates love and joy, it honestly feels like it just leaks from every part of his body. It qualities I hope he never loses and just gets greater as he grows.<br />
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With all that said, its God's amazing grace that that little sweet boy is MINE. He was given to me and Charlie and we have not one day taken that for granted. So sending my little miracle to preschool has been hard because he's growing up on me. But, its also because I know what an amazing piece of God's grace we've been given and I want to cherish it forever. I know there are many places he could of been right now, but i'm grateful that he's right where he's supposed to be!!<br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Parker is three years old. He's a very energetic, crazy, funny little boy. We're currently in our first season of u4 soccer. He kinda likes it. He'd rather socialize with the girls than kick the ball. His daddy is concerned he isn't going to be athletic....I think it's hilarious! He's three!!!! He's enjoying himself and that's what matters!!! He's going to start preschool in September, which breaks my heart to pieces. But he's going to go two years before kindergarten so I know he'll love it and do well.....his daddy is a preschool dropout so hopefully Parker will do better!!! He's a great big brother to Brody. He loves him so much. Their bond is beautiful and I enjoy watching them play and laugh!</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Brody man will be two in just a few short weeks. I have no idea how the time flies by as quickly as it does. He's going to have a tractor themed party. He's starting to learn how to ride and drive Parker's tractor, so he may be getting one for his birthday. He's starting to get such a fun personality. I think he's going to be more like me...😉. The boy eats from the time he's awake to the time he goes to bed (also like his momma). He adores Parker and loves playing with him. He learns so much from him and wants to be just as big as him. Brody is my lovey baby, he's always loving and hugging and kissing. He's so sweet, it melts my heart. He's my sweet blessing.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This blog was made for those who want to read about our journey to parenthood. It's here to help encourage others as they long for their dreams of having a baby to come true. I hope when those who still read this get that encouragement. We've had a long, painful journey that led us to adoption the experiencing our own pregnancy and birth. Both boys are the greatest blessing and answered prayer from our wonderful God who, even though we're undeserving, continues to bless us!</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">With that said, we ask that you continue to pray for Parker's birth mom, Andrea. She has a pretty big decision to make in the coming months. We love her very much and her life and her issues will always be apart of us. We want her to be happy and know how loved she is. We will always be so thankful for all she's done for us in our sweet Parker. The joy he's brought is beyond explanation. Adoption is the greatest, most humbling experience. Please continue to pray for her to look to the lord in all she does! </span></div>
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Www.prayuntillsomethinghappens.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04721742363840909950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1229784397137256682.post-14552285311028480012014-08-22T14:31:00.001-07:002014-09-07T08:48:17.517-07:00Blessed mother of two!!It gets harder and harder to write this blog! Being a mommy of two precious boys means I barely have time to brush my teeth let alone sit down and type. But after 2 months I think I've got it down.....I think!<br />
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On June 18th at 11:45pm Brody Ryan came into this wold. He weighed 7lbs 11oz and was 20 1/2 in long. It was the longest, hardest day of my life!! I was induced at 10:00 pm on June 17th, by 6:00 the pitocine had started. The contractions were every two minutes but I still haven't dilated passed 1cm. So I got my epidural at 9:00 and Dr. Ott broke my water about 15 minutes after. The epidural was a breeze however it caused my blood pressure and heart rate to drop which made me super sick. I threw up the entire time I was in labor. I finally reached 10cm at about 9:30 that night, I pushed for two hours. I was completely and totally exhausted. Brody was not wanting to come out, I cried because I was afraid I was too tired to even hold him when he did come out. At about 11:00 pm and 25 hours of labor dr.ott made the call to do a c section. At this point I just wanted him out and to stop throwing up. I puked as they were prepping me for the or, I puked going down the hall, I puked on the flat table while I was being cut open!!! It was awful, but I remember the moment I heard Brody's cry I instantly felt better, actually I felt great! My energy level sky rocketed, I just wanted to see his face. Charlie stood up and looked over the curtain and said " he looks just like you" I was so excited! We both cried tears of joy. Charlie went to see him while I rested, he brought him over to me a few minutes later. The same joy and pride I felt with Parker I felt instantly when I saw Brody. He was sleeping and I said "hi Brody" instantly those eyes opened and looked right at me. There are no words to describe that feeling. Pure joy!!!! I told him I had waited a long time to see him, he just looked at me like, "me too mom, me too"<br />
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Being a mommy to two beautiful boys is both tiring and amazing. I'm exhausted when I hit the bed at night but it's the best exhaustion ever! I love caring for both of them, I love watching them grow and learn. I love watching Parker slowly buy surely start to love on his brother. One day they will be the best of friends. One day I can tell them both their birth stories and how each were different they were both the best days of my life!!!<br />
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As shocked as I was to be pregnant I know it was Gods plan for us to adopt Parker first, he needed us and we needed him. He made me a more patient mom, a better mom, a more loving mom and a more faithful Christian. Gods plans are far greater than I can ever imagine. I'm honored God choose me to be these boys mommy. 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Delivery day is here!!!!!!<br />
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I honestly cannot believe it's really here. I've got so many mixed emotions going on. I'm so ready to see Brody's face and kiss him and show him his wonderful family one are also ready to meet him. However I love having him with me all day, all night. Knowing his ok, knowing when he sleeps and when he's awake. I love knowing what makes him mad as and what makes him kick like a crazy person. I know I'm going to miss being pregnant. But on the other hand I can't wait to sleep in my belly, have all this pressure all the time, the pain and the soreness to be gone will be AMAZING!!! <br />
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I've sit here this morning with an upset tummy (hoping it wasn't the fair food I ate last night) not knowing what exactly is going to happen. How's this all gonna play out ?? Will I be able to go this? What's it going to be like? Fast labor lots of pushing? Slow labor fast pushing??? The questions and wonder are killing me. I finally had to sit down and just cry. Like my entire life I have no control of this situation but I know who does. So I turned to him. I know Gods got this, he's in control and I pray he wraps his hands around me and Brody and by tomorrow we will both be in each other's arms safe and sound. I pray that my sweet Parker understands that this is a new addition to our family and that I still love him more than anything!! I pray that I'm the mom that both my boys need and that I can be able to raise them in a Christian home and teach them about how wonderful our God is. I pray for both Parker and Brody's salvation and that we as parents raise them to understand just how blessed we are!<br />
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I sometimes feel I don't deserve this opportunity. I have a beautiful amazing little boy who I adore. I don't deserve to have another!!! Gods grace is do amazing He gives us more than we ever deserved!!! I'm forever thankful to my savior for his endless blessings!!!<br />
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Hopefully this time tomorrow Brody will be here to complete our family! I can't wait to see his beautiful face and thank God for he is so so good!!!!! <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZtTSs8Y9hX57v0fvG62U7d_kXd5Pe9gHSlLUEXfXuVz0WkPWS49h99PN6yN2Rn1wav0pD3w74Srmq_Quh3nFGxobgh0L5-JuqGOgGp9cJ8qahkFFMjMEM6gmWgUi14bn2L6XDBW25gYE/s640/blogger-image-1816645921.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZtTSs8Y9hX57v0fvG62U7d_kXd5Pe9gHSlLUEXfXuVz0WkPWS49h99PN6yN2Rn1wav0pD3w74Srmq_Quh3nFGxobgh0L5-JuqGOgGp9cJ8qahkFFMjMEM6gmWgUi14bn2L6XDBW25gYE/s640/blogger-image-1816645921.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG4l3qGjQP0KahOUKV5ub_wNzUCoyE8713tG1Oool3mfZYveVpA8TBEiG8oQXeXJcHBUzSq1H0SAzSdOt38TgpwULiTrJif7F_zH1izhSvyngTQCGUpPyy3k4wrK3L5GmYKHasuolsFh0/s640/blogger-image--845424758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG4l3qGjQP0KahOUKV5ub_wNzUCoyE8713tG1Oool3mfZYveVpA8TBEiG8oQXeXJcHBUzSq1H0SAzSdOt38TgpwULiTrJif7F_zH1izhSvyngTQCGUpPyy3k4wrK3L5GmYKHasuolsFh0/s640/blogger-image--845424758.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOeroOARClAfRTlF5D-N5qnZDPidpwUgpnmscia2tHWMijc99s82U2ftAAx7SKNlyZ-104C8HE4wjPwSahgYT-POXzUHicw4lUNDdY56XZlLO8FMpYAe5jrMvsu5jqwWn3D7LS14QiwJI/s640/blogger-image--247936896.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOeroOARClAfRTlF5D-N5qnZDPidpwUgpnmscia2tHWMijc99s82U2ftAAx7SKNlyZ-104C8HE4wjPwSahgYT-POXzUHicw4lUNDdY56XZlLO8FMpYAe5jrMvsu5jqwWn3D7LS14QiwJI/s640/blogger-image--247936896.jpg" /></a></div>Www.prayuntillsomethinghappens.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04721742363840909950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1229784397137256682.post-19478689992724907952014-03-28T07:36:00.001-07:002014-03-28T07:36:19.304-07:00Update, update, update!I feel like it's been a while since I'm updated. Being a mommy is busy work, being a pregnant mommy is even busier work cause I know have to rest between doing things with Parker ;). <br />
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Parker is growing like a weed!! He's walking/running everywhere! He's talking lots too, most of it I understand but some of it is just gibberish. He loves loves loves to eat. He wants a snack or a meal at all times. He plays so hard all day. My favorite thing about Parker is his love! He is the most loving child I've ever seen. He loves to hug and kiss you. Most of the time he will be running around playing and just come up to your legs hug then then kiss them. Sometimes he wants to to bend down so he can kiss your face. There is nothing more touching than Parker kisses!!! The most amazing part is he knows where "baby" is and will lift up my shirt just to kiss my belly. Ahhhh I can't take the sweetness, it's absolutely the greatest thing to have my heart swell with such love for him. He is sleeping pretty good in his new "big boy" room. He is the best little boy in the world, he's going to be a pretty great big brother in a few months.<br />
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Speaking of a few months, baby boy day (who's name we think we have, but are gonna wait to announce next week) will be here in about 3 more months! I go next week for another ultrasound, I'm excited to see how big he is, because my belly sure is getting big. He is a big mover, he kicks and rolls and moves a lot. Mostly at night and of course after my dessert :) we are currently working on his nursery, it's crazy that Parker is just 14 months old but how quickly I've forgotten what I need to take care of a newborn!! We are trying to mentally prepare for what it will be like to care for two instead of one. To be completely honest I'm more nervous thinking about how I can love this baby as much as I love Parker. I've never felt the kind of love that I do for Parker, it overflows and I'm praying for that same love for this one!! I'm beyond blessed for being able to have this opportunity to be a mommy again. This time will be different , labor does make me a little nervous. The only birth I've seen was Parker's and Andrea made that look like a piece of cake. I hope I'm as tough as she was!!<br />
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Speaking of Andrea, we were absolutely overjoyed to hear from our caseworker that next week Zayden will be returning to live with her. This means she has gotten clean, and worked hard to do what she had to to get him back. We couldn't be more proud of her. We ask that you continue to pray for her as she continues her sobriety. We love her and Zayden so very much and want the best for both of them! Andrea, we're so so proud of you and love you to the moon;)))<br />
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God is just blessing and blessing our little family and I can't wait to see what in store for the days, weeks, and years ahead!!!! <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV0HtZvLis3Om2UdjXNmFTI4RHgFcLZMVJz6lbboy7q6mOqSnX2Gj29MXeqdZn0BsaIIAYVDxSZIyE6V7biSM88_8V0W0VzQ5JpaHoNptQNnUj6KrjdMy5BzccojVuB9bOE1_skjQZnJQ/s640/blogger-image--1311751820.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV0HtZvLis3Om2UdjXNmFTI4RHgFcLZMVJz6lbboy7q6mOqSnX2Gj29MXeqdZn0BsaIIAYVDxSZIyE6V7biSM88_8V0W0VzQ5JpaHoNptQNnUj6KrjdMy5BzccojVuB9bOE1_skjQZnJQ/s640/blogger-image--1311751820.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj76YEWGVgRu3onW9lWx34kS7_hkOP70MUq800OR4CA_MNP56sdI7VyhghyPLe-pUEYc3RVrjoFPxb6HCpNGFtS8k9DtHSnCDk9yCBPAiQ1dn_-up8b2f9nziOBpFLCbP5X20q02ODz0Qw/s640/blogger-image--63551014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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This weekend I attended the joy in the journey adoption retreat. A retreat for women who have adopted. It was both for connecting with other adoptive moms and receiving information about what the future may hold with you and your child. It was both informative and eye opening for me. <br />
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I learned lots of great things and I also learned lots about myself. I was relived to learn that exactly what I went through those first few months were indeed post adoption depression. I learned that most all of the women that attended had this. Where Those first few months of having this baby wasn't quite what I though it would be. I learned that the moment Parker was put in my arms that I indeed loved him immediately however there wasn't an immediate attachment. That attachment wouldn't come for a while, in fact it's just recently that I believe it's at it's best! In learning this lots of things became so clear to me. One of those things was the way I treated others. I believe I feared that all these people holding my baby might just have a better attachment than me. I remember it bothering me when people held my baby especially when I was out and about. I remember not exactly being able to put my finger on why it bothered me but it did. After this weekend it became so clear to me why I couldn't let other hold and love my child. <br />
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No one tells you about the attachment part. No one warns you it may be a while before he feels like "yours". I wish so bad that I had a retreat like this before I had Parker so I would been more prepared and possible saved a few relationships that were damaged because I had no clue what these emotions were and what they were doing.<br />
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As embarrassing as it is, I feel that there may be some out there that have experienced this or may in the future. If telling my story helps them then It's totally worth it. Plus let's be honest I'm an open book, this blog has held every part of our crazy journey and I've never left anything out so why start now :) <br />
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I remember those first months when Parker cried, I cried. He was a colic baby and it was hard. But as much as I loved him he just didn't feel like mine. I felt like I couldn't sooth him like a mommy should. I didn't feel like he needed me. I remember crying (a lot) and thinking this is all I've wanted for 4 years and now I have him it's horrible!!! I remember thinking no one could ever know I felt this way cause how awful they would think of me. So I kept it in, pushed people away and pretended like I have everything under control. After much prayer my sweet angel stop crying and began to recognize my voice which helped to ease my confused heart. <br />
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Around 4 months Parker seemed more like mine, we began to really bond and we began to learn each other. I wouldn't trade my experience for nothing, it's made me stronger and happier that we chose adoption and that God chose Parker for us. I'm grateful for this weekend where I could learn more about myself and that even though it feels like it, I'm not alone. <br />
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My prayer is that what I learned this weekend will help others just as it has helped me. My Jesus is a loving and forgiving God and even when we don't deserve it, his mercies are new every morning. I'm grateful he didn't give up on me cause there is nothing greater than being Parker's mommy!!! <br />
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My prayer is with this new baby Charlie, Parker and I will all bond with him better and become a family fast!! I'm beyond blessed to have an amazing little boy here watching me write and another on the way. When God blesses, he really blesses!<br />
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Sometimes God gives us an abundant amount of wonderful blessing, even when we don't deserve them. I thought adopting Parker was the greatest most amazing thing God could have blessed two undeserving sinners with, but boy was wrong. I feel everyday his plan and timing for our lives grow stronger and I love seeing what he has in store for us. <br />
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One week to the day that we said yes to bringing Parker's brother to live with us I found out that I was indeed PREGNANT!!! Shock isn't even the correct word for it. Charlie and I just sat there looking at that stick that read two blue lines. Years, I've waited to see that and now when I had a 9 month old and possibly a 2 year old my wait was over. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Charlie and I thank God and prayed for our unborn baby but actually we both kinda knew the chances of this baby going past week 6 of life inside me was very small. So we didn't get too excited instead we stressed over where to put all these kids :) (wonderful problem, I know) we focused on Zayden and what exactly we were going to do when he came. The days turned into weeks and everything was still looking good and once again I was shocked. This baby just may make it. Which is crazy since our doctors told us it was just impossible to carry a baby especially without medicines to help keep it alive and healthy! Ha, I've come to realize the GREAT physician always, always has the final prognosis!!! So we began to tell our family and a few friends out of excitement but mostly for prayer, this baby needed all the extra prayers it could get. <br />
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We continued to keep in touch with Andrea who had told us she had gotten a job and was going to meeting and church. Doing everything she could to get Zayden back. We of course were and are so proud of her for her hard work. We knew the. just how much she wanted Zayden back. So we kind of started knowing that she would probably get him back and the chances of him coming to live with is forever were slim. As much as this hurt us we knew it was Gods will and his plan and we've trusted him this far. Our paperwork was stuck in Indy, and Zayden had at this pint been with his foster home for almost 5 months. We began to worry that that he was going to be settled in with this family and then have to get used to being with us. I began asking more questions with our caseworker about how much visitation he gets with Andrea and at that point he saw Andrea 4 times a day for two hours each, when he came to live with he would only see her once a week. Once again we were beginning to worry about when he came to live with us he wouldn't see her as much. Finally at the end of January and we still hadn't heard anything about when he'd be with us. Charlie and I began to pray about what to do. What was going to be best for Zayden. I'll be honest with you I didn't want this blessing to pass us, I wanted Zayden with us. And I'll be even more honest with you, I was scared, scared of saying no lets just let him stay with the foster home. I knew that God had blessed us with Parker and now a new baby because we were obedient, we said yes to Zayden even when we didn't know exactly what to expect. We were trusting his plan not knowing what to expect. I feared if we didn't let Zayden come to live with us, even for a while something would happen to our unborn baby. Silly??? Maybe buying want nothing more than to obey my Lord and savior and do his will not mine. However after much prayer and talks Charlie and I decided that it isn't about us but Zayden. It just wasn't fair to take him away from his comfort of the foster home and seeing his mom everyday. So we decided to let him stay with them , keep his schedule and if for some reason Andrea didn't get her life together in the appropriate time then we wanted to adopt him. Which we fully believe that Andrea will get her life together and we are extremely proud of her.<br />
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She has two boys that one day will look back and see just how much she cars for them because if all her love and sacrifice. We were and still are honored that not only did Andrea choose us to raise her son but trusted us enough to keep the other one for a while too. I pray that trust is forever and she continues to know just how much we love and care for both her and Zayden. They will forever be apart if our lives and we are grateful for all she's given us!<br />
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So with that all being said, Zayden will stay with his foster home untill andrea gets her life together, which we know she will. <br />
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Baby day is growing and growing. I'm currently 19 1/2 weeks and we go next Wednesday to find out what we're having. God has blessed and blessed our family beyond what I could of imagined. We have a beautiful healthy little Parker, a sweet, loving and caring Andrea and even though we didn't get to love on him Zayden will always be apart of our lives and we will live him forever. And if that wasn't enough we have a healthy little tyke on the way. God has truly gave us a blessing overload!!! <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaAkHjd-C3TSuVGJbH_25Nz2142QURKELj2_XDqH0Bhl0EEkAuWQkScUDa1CXVsrz3T6GyA-0hYCAgw9kpJ12PlLae26fgt1Tx6cGyjNvLXT3S4cvdefV59eJJTkKcOJl1QeCTSocUWFI/s640/blogger-image-67661299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaAkHjd-C3TSuVGJbH_25Nz2142QURKELj2_XDqH0Bhl0EEkAuWQkScUDa1CXVsrz3T6GyA-0hYCAgw9kpJ12PlLae26fgt1Tx6cGyjNvLXT3S4cvdefV59eJJTkKcOJl1QeCTSocUWFI/s640/blogger-image-67661299.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-LGIVMXhfcOtsdKNyDzuZ5jsKtOTcRIssO3ELOWu3scZXFyif72OW0mDDHbCEURUppXKE8F1vYg_PnC5xIdWUVXTedPfV9DLXiLy9PDG22w8gyC8-StQoyOZf-LTiVRvrI5bMLwvYUy8/s640/blogger-image--1906671144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-LGIVMXhfcOtsdKNyDzuZ5jsKtOTcRIssO3ELOWu3scZXFyif72OW0mDDHbCEURUppXKE8F1vYg_PnC5xIdWUVXTedPfV9DLXiLy9PDG22w8gyC8-StQoyOZf-LTiVRvrI5bMLwvYUy8/s640/blogger-image--1906671144.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjqK0Y8MG2dV4E0dIEwMlu8f-KurZsAzhEPki2usyWs1LzL750HB5J0l-3YDhpcJ7t57SFfHoLY9YmZPPgXOITwfCSbNVepEjJzv015GsI9Fcumn0hhAK3vHLO97Pn2hyphenhyphenVjY7rUfdympE/s640/blogger-image-41437317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjqK0Y8MG2dV4E0dIEwMlu8f-KurZsAzhEPki2usyWs1LzL750HB5J0l-3YDhpcJ7t57SFfHoLY9YmZPPgXOITwfCSbNVepEjJzv015GsI9Fcumn0hhAK3vHLO97Pn2hyphenhyphenVjY7rUfdympE/s640/blogger-image-41437317.jpg" /></a></div>Www.prayuntillsomethinghappens.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04721742363840909950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1229784397137256682.post-26173266197519486532013-10-20T12:32:00.002-07:002013-11-02T11:48:31.730-07:00It just keeps on getting gooder and gooder!!!<br />
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Yes my blog title is not correct grammar, I meant it that way! My uncle Russ used to say this and still does when he preaches about all the great things our Lord has done for us and continues to do. It literally keeps on getting "gooder and gooder"<br />
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I find myself amazed at how God chooses to bless my little family. He continues to surprise us just when we least expect it. Charlie and I were beyond blessed with Parker and I honestly thought the Lord out did himself then, but on no I was completely wrong. He has once again shown Charlie and I just how great He is and we are seeing daily His plan for our lives put in motion,<br />
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Now with all the being said I'm hoping Ive built up the anticipation so when you read just how God has blessed us again you will be just as excited we were when we figured it out too!! <br />
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God's plan for our life isn't just loving on Parker, we will be given the opportunity to love and care for his older brother Zayden. Yes Zayden will be coming to stay with us temporary for now but we are hoping and praying for a permanent stay!! We are hoping to pick him up very soon and bring him home to his new room with his new bed, new clothes, new toys and more love than one little boy could imagine. We are both nervous and excited to welcome him into our family. Im beyond ecstatic that Parker gets to finally be ( temporary for now) with his biological brother. I'm honored that Andrea has trusted us once again to love one of her sons and I am blown away that my Lord and Savior is blessing us once again greater than I ever imagined!! I never knew that when Charlie and I began praying for a baby this is where we would be. I never dreamed that all our heartache and disappointments would lead to such pure joy and greatness. Our cup truly runnth over. We are so so blessed. I have no idea how we will manage a two year old and a 9 month old, i have no idea how we will afford it, I have no idea what the next few weeks, months and years will hold but I know who holds tomorrow and whose plan is greater than mine. Its a wonderful feeling to know that we are taken care of by our Lord.<br />
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As of now we are waiting on all the paperwork to get signed to bring Zayden here. Please pray for patience. He's currently in a foster home and they assure me he is doing great. It hopefully won't be too much longer till he is with us. If he is only with us for a while then we want it to be the best "while" ever. We hope to shoe him so much love and teach him as much about Jesus as we can. <br />
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We have been bombarded with gifts for Zayden, clothes and toys and shoes. We are so blessed to have such amazing family and friends who are going to love and care for him as if we've had him forever!! We cannot thank each of you enough for your continued love, prayers and support for our growing family! I pray that God blesses each of you ten fold!!!<br />
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With all this being said im asking...pleading for each one that reads this to please keep praying for Andrea. She is such a wonderful person and I pray she sees the joy she has brought to our lives. I pray that she has peace with her decisions and seeks the Lords guidance in all that she does. She has lots to do before Zayden can go back with her. <br />
And if she is reading this now I hope she can see, read and tell just how much we love her boys and how much they have blessed our lives!!<br />
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October is pregnancy and infant loss month. Today is the national day to remember these people who have been through such a tragedy. Tonight at 7:00 they are asking that all light a candle in rememberence of lose lost.<br />
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As I sit here on my mini vacation with my family im reminded of a year ago when I was at home lighting my own candle for my babies lost. I remeber sitting in the dark and looking at the flickering light and trying to make since of what God had put us through and what his plans were. Not knowing that in a few short weeks our prayers would be answered in the form of an amazing little boy. For me it was pregnancy loss, it was hard, it was painful and it was the hardest thing ive ever had to do. Looking back at our long journey I realized I would do it all again a million times if it meant in the end I would have Parker. So today as I watch my parents and my inlaws as well as myself and Charlie love my Parker uncondtionally, I will contiune to miss my sweet babies and take hope that one day I will see them again. Im forever gratful to The Lord for sending Parker to us at just the right time, for he saved me from my depression and dispair. He has raised my spirits and has taught me that The Lord does hear our prayers and does care for us. So to others who were are in the same shoes i was in one year ago I tell you to have faith, The Lord is still on the right side of our God and hears each cry, pleas and prayer we pray for our future babies!!!!<br />
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I know, I know, its been a while since Ive blogged! Ive had so many people tell me (including Andrea:)) that they are waiting for another blog. I know many of you already know and I'm quickly learning that when you have a baby there not a whole lot of "me time" to go around. Usually when I get a chance to do anything...its sleep :)<br />
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June brought us many celebrations, Charlie turned the big 30!!! We celebrated his birthday the same weekend as fathers day! We showered Charlie with some clothes and golf shoes and then we gave him personalized golf balls that had Parker's name on it and Father's Day 2013! He loved them! Parker and I are very lucky to have such a wonderful christian man in our lives! He truly is an amazing dad and father. The month of June also was the birthday of Parker's birth mom Andrea! We were able to get her some cute gifts (and of course Zayden too :)) We hope she had a wonderful birthday that she truly deserved! <br />
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July was another fun month! Charlie and I celebrated our 5th year of marriage. Ive been so blessed to be married to my best friend and soul mate. We also celebrated Parker's first 4th of July. That's one of my favorite holidays because I love fireworks!!! Parker wasn't really crazy about the noise but he loved all the colors! And of course July also brings my birthday!!! I celebrated with good friends and my wonderful baby! Hes the best gift I could of ever asked for :) <br />
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July was also a wonderful month because Parker was legally adopted!!!! We celebrated and the court house and continued our celebration that night at our house. We had an O "fish" al adoption party!! He is legally ours now and finally has a social security number. All of our friends and family came out to celebrate with us. We are so blessed to have so many who have prayed for us and continue to pray for us. <br />
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August was a busy traveling month, Charlie had quite a few golf tournaments out of town and Parker and I were able to go and watch and spend time with family. Parker loves to watch Charlie play golf and he loves to ride in the cart too!! We went to the zoo, which Parker loved but daddy was a little worried about him petting all the animals :) We also took him to see Sesame Street live and he loved it! He loves puppets so all the characters are hilarious to him but his favorite of course is Elmo!<br />
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Parker spent his summer either in his kiddy pool, momo's pool, the river, or the water park. Needless to say he loves the water and being outside :)<br />
He is just growing and growing so fast. He's all over the place, not yet crawling but he gets on all fours and rocks back and forth and then ends up rolling where he needs to go! He loves to bounce and bounce. He's crazy about his cousin Daylee, he loves her to pieces! He is the happiest baby of all time! And of course makes me incredibly happy!<br />
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Hes had quite a few ear infections since he was born but the past couple of months hes had them really bad. We have a referral to an ENT and are hoping to get tubes put in as soon as possible! Please pray that this helps and will take care of the problem!<br />
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Charlie and I are so blessed to be the parents of this wonderful boy! He makes our lives complete! I read in another blog about adoption that people will come up to you and say "that baby has no idea how lucky they are" and all you can think as his parents is "no we're the lucky ones" and there is never a more true statement. Parker isn't the lucky one, we are!!! Sometimes it feels like my heart just may explode with love for that boy. I think what we went through before Parker and it seems like just a distant memory. That boy has come into my life and wiped all my pain away, he's given me laughter and love and joy that I thought was gone. He's made me a better person, mom and most of all Parker Taylor saved me from me. He's taught me infinite love and the moment I laid eyes on him I became his mom and I would do anything to make sure he was taken care of. There is nothing greater than being a mom but there is nothing greater than being Parker's mommy!!<br />
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Please continue to pray for Andrea and Zayden. They have both been on my heart so heavy these past few weeks. I pray that she continues to have peace and will continue to go to GLAD for their wonderful services! We love you Andrea and Zayden!!<br />
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Its been a while since I have been able to blog. And I feel that after this weekend its just a perfect time to pick it back up!!!<br />
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After suffering through 4 years of Mother's Day and not being a mommy, I just experienced my first one where people said, "Happy Mother's Day Lynsey" Ill tell ya it was one of the best days of my life. My world is completely perfect because I'm a mommy now! I have waited for this day for so long that its bitter sweet to finally stand at my church when they recognized all the mommies!! I stood up and held my sweet angel who cooed and kicked and I just praised my Jesus for this amazing gift!!!<br />
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Charlie and Parker gave me a beautiful necklace that is a mother holding her baby. It was so beautiful and perfect for my first Mother's Day. I was awaken to my boys bringing me breakfast in bed and Charlie and I laid beside Parker as he serenaded us with his beautiful voice, telling us who knows what but it was perfect music to my hears!! To see and hear the angel that will one day call me mommy made this day wonderful. I'm forever grateful to have such a wonderful baby to call mine!! <br />
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I received lots of wonderful gifts this weekend but none better than Parker, he makes my world go round. I feel everyday that I cant thank the Lord enough for bringing us to him! My cup runs over this weekend as I'm reminded of how far we've come and how blessed we are. My Jesus gave me the sweetest, happiest, most amazing little boy in the world! This has been the best Mother's Day ever, I pray for many more and that I will never ever forget this feeling of fulfillment!!<br />
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My sweet Parker is just growing and growing! He is rolling over, talking and trying his hardest to sit up! He has a tooth already in and more on the way. He just eats his fingers and is slobbering like crazy! He is 14lbs and 25in long and growing and growing. We started baby food this week and he loves it!! I believe he will be an eater!! <br />
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Ive been blessed to be able to share our story to two different groups who asked me to come. I'm overjoyed to be able to share with others just how great our God is and how patience and faith will bring such joy. Ive been able to speak with so many who are hurting due to infertility and miscarriage and tell them there is hope and joy will come in the morning. I may never know exactly why Charlie and I had to suffer all those years but I do know that God is using our suffering for his glory and to me that makes it all worth it!!!<br />
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Please continue to pray for Andrea, may she continue to have peace about her decision and that God will bless her because of it!!! We are forever grateful for her and her choice to let us raise Parker!!Www.prayuntillsomethinghappens.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04721742363840909950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1229784397137256682.post-64664641375792673382013-02-12T14:01:00.001-08:002013-02-12T14:08:42.124-08:00Joy comes in the morning<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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One year ago this week mom and I revived the news that the embryos that were implanted in us both did not survive and we were both in the process of miscarrying. I remember my heart breaking, I've never known such pain. I remember thinking valentines day would forever be ruined because I would always remember my pain and heart ache. <br />
I remember the day after Charlie had to go to work and I laid in the bed screaming out in such pain, I begged him to stay with me and hold me to take the pain away! My heart was broken into. I had no idea how I was ever going to get up and go on with my life! I remember the scripture in psalms that says " weeping may endure for a night but JOY comes in the morning" I knew my joy would come, I didn't know when or how long I had to wait but I trusted that God would bring me through and my hearts desire would be met!!<br />
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Here I am one year later holding the most amazing valentine ever!!! God heard my cry, he gave me the desire to be a mom, he remembered his promise!! Morning came and JOY followed!!! What an amazing morning it was!!! Parker is the most wonderful thing to ever come into our lives!!! He brings us such joy and happiness!! I can't imagine my life without him!!!<br />
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I've always said that Charlie would be an amazing father but I had no idea just how great he would be!! It's amazing to see your husband become a father!!! He's such a great dad and Parker adores him!!! I love to listen to him talk to Parker and watch his face light up with such love!! We are so blessed this valentines day to be sharing it with our angel!!! <br />
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Gods timing is perfect, his desires are perfect and his promises are perfect!!! we will forever be grateful to The Lord for answering our prayers and leading Andrea to us!!! <br />
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On January 2nd 2013 my entire world changed forever! A beautiful 6 pound 11 ounce baby boy came into this world and into my heart! I have never known such love. Parker Taylor has been the best blessing and such a wonderful way to end this crazy, hard, emotional yet amazing journey!<br />
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At 3:22 I stood beside Andrea as she pushed and push our little boy into this world. She was amazing, Im not sure I could of been as strong as she was! Once he was out Andrea let me cut the umbillical cord! It was the most amazing feeling ever. I watched as they weighed him and I held his little hand. My heart was so overjoyed, it felt as if I was dreaming. Charlie, Parker and I took our first family photo. <br />
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After he was cleaned up I was able to breast feed him. It was the most incredable feeling to have him skin to skin with me and be able to provide for him already. He has the most amazing face, its absoulty precioues. He is perfect, every little inch of him is perfect. Im not sure Charlie and I could of created a more perfect baby on our own. <br />
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We had to stay in the hospital till Friday and then we had to stay in a hotel till papers were signed and we could cross state lines. We are now finally home and enjoying every minute of parenthood. I cant wait to teach him new things and watch him grow. <br />
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Four years ago I would of never dreamed this is how I would be a mommy. But im so glad that Gods plan was better than mine because he sure knew what he was doing. Parker is the perfect addition to our lives. He makes the world go round and I am forever thankful for Andrea and her amazing gift!!<br />
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Please keep Andrea in your prayers. She is such a strong and amazing women. She may never know just how precious she is to us. She will always be apart of our lives and we will forever love her for what she did. I pray she will know her true worth and be so proud of the decision she made for us! <br />
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Yes three weeks are counting.....unless little Parker decides to make his entrance earlier.<br />
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We got a call 2 weeks ago From GLAD that said Andrea was in the emergency room because she though her water broke. It didn't however she left the hospital at 3 cm dilated!!! She went back to the doctor last Wednesday and still 3 cm and hasn't thinned out. So Parker may actually wait till January 9th or he may come this week, we really don't know. However, Charlie and I cannot wait till he is here!!! <br />
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Last weekend I was "showered" my so many wonderful people. Saturday my coworkers gave me a "mustache" bash for Parker! I left there with his bedding, his car seat and stroller, cute clothes and wonderful keepsakes! On Sunday our church family gave us another wonderful shower were we received so much stuff it was crazy!!! We are still putting things away!! We are so blessed to have so many people who already love Parker and cant wait till he gets here. This little man will have so many people to love on him that he wont know what to do with!!!</div>
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At my church shower there were a group of ladies who came who have been praying for Charlie and I to have a baby for a few years! These ladies touched my heart not only by their prayers but with their joy of Parker. They may me more excited than we are!! I wanted to get my picture with them so I can put it in Parker's scrap book so one day I can tell him just how special these ladies are and how God can answer prayers!!<br />
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I just finished writing 175 thank you cards, yes 175!!! That's how may gifts we received for Parker, I cry just writing this! This little boy has no idea how special he really is and how much he has affected so many lives and he's not even here yet!!! Praise you Lord for the people who have prayed and are continuing to pray!<br />
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As always please continue to pray for Andrea and baby Parker. I'm sure as the days are getting closer that she is getting pretty miserable. Also please continue to pray for peace about her decision to let us adopt sweet Parker! She has no idea how much joy she has brought to so many people! We will never be able to thank her for what she is doing for us! I just Praise Jesus she has entered our lives!!!<br />
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Www.prayuntillsomethinghappens.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04721742363840909950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1229784397137256682.post-36442873209533367522012-11-26T18:12:00.000-08:002012-12-01T19:14:28.065-08:0043 days and counting...<br />
Yep the countdown is on, as of today it is 43 days until little Parker is set to make his debut! We can hardly wait. Ive been doing some shopping and even though I have two showers next weekend I still cant stop myself from buying him things. His room is almost complete, I'm waiting for my applique I ordered that will go on the wall behind his bed and it says:<br />
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It is the sweetest thing that I could ever say to my boy. I cant wait for it to get here so I can put it up. Charlie and I put up his blue and brown polka dots the other day I today I painted his ceiling fan and put blue polka dots on it to!</div>
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Last week we received a call from glad that Andrea wanted to talk with us earlier and meet with us on the day we were supposed to do our phone conversation. Oh my nerves were crazy, I was so nervous! We had the phone conversation last Tuesday, Charlie and I were both at work so it was a three way phone conversation with us, Andrea and Julie (from GLAD). It was the best conversation in the world. We feel in love with her, she is such a great person. She asked us questions about our fertility journey and how we decided on adoption. She asked us if we had a name picked out and when I told her what we like she LOVED Parker! We just fell into such a easy conversation, we talked for about 25 minutes and towards the end she said that she wouldn't have a lot of people at the hospital and she was wondering if we would want to be there!!!! I wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry! So I did both, we were honored that she would even want us there. We cant wait to be there when Parker comes into this world! We will be meeting with her this weekend, to discuss more stuff but mostly we want to be together so at the hospital it wont be weird. I cannot wait to hug her neck and show her how happy she has made us!!! </div>
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We have so much to get ready, but for now we are just basking in the joy of our dreams coming true!!! We are just praising God everyday for this blessing that we don't deserve but are lucky enough to receive!</div>
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***** Oh AND Andrea was excited about giving us ultrasound pictures of baby Parker*****</div>
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Yep its a BOY!!!!!!</div>
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Yes, this is the blog we have all been waiting for! On Thursday November 8th we received the call we have prayed for. We finally have a birth mom! She is due on January 9th, 2013 with a little BOY!!!!! We are absolutely over the moon with joy, happiness, excitement, nervousness and praise! <br />
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Now that I have announced our excitement I must now give glory and honor to our Lord and Savior for giving us this beautiful gift! He is the reason for our happiness and it is him who gets the glory! I want to shout "MY GOD IS GOOD, SO GOOD" He has answered our prayers. For this child we have prayed, and he has given us what we asked of him 1 Samuel 1:27<br />
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So on Thursday I was at work and around 230 the phone rings and it was Charlie, now Charlie never calls work so I knew something was up. When I answered the phone Charlie said, "hey are you sitting down" I immediately panic, thinking something is wrong. I said "oh no! What's wrong?" I could tell her was crying and he said as fast as he could, "babe, GLAD called and a birth mom choose us and its a boy and she is due January 9th!" I couldn't even breath, all I could think and say was "why didn't they call me?" ha ha!! And they did they tried my cell and since I was at work I didn't have it with me so they called Charlie. I just couldn't believe it, that this was true. After much of crying from both of us and all my co workers and even the students we all believed that we were getting a baby boy! My heart almost jumped out of my chest. I never pictured Charlie would be the one to tell me, I always thought I would be calling him but it couldn't have worked out any better! It is a moment in my life that I will never forget! For the whole day I felt like I was dreaming I had Charlie pinch me just to be sure. <br />
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We came home that night and told our family who is also so excited! We all cant believe that this is finally happening. The past few days have been spent planning and thinking and dreaming and getting ready for our bundle of joy! I alreasy have two showers planned! This baby is already loved my so so many!!!<br />
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Our birth moms name is Andrea she is 24 years old. Right now I'm asking for prayers for her, call her by name and ask God to bless her heart. She is giving us such an amazing gift and I want her to have peace about her decision, I want her to know that only God can fill that emptiness in her heart and I pray God will bless her for her amazing choice. Please pray for her everyday and thank God for placing her in our lives. I praise Jesus she listen to him and choose us!<br />
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Right now as I write this I am washing my baby boy's clothes. I'm putting his room together and imaging just how beautiful he will be! Charlie said the other day that this boy will want for nothing, and God willing he wont! That's the purpose of adoption, to love this boy more than he could ever imagine! Ive never seen my husband so on cloud nine. Its amazing to see him in such a light, he just glows! Plus he loves to tell everyone that he got to tell me that we were getting a baby! A perfect story to a perfect answered prayer!!!Www.prayuntillsomethinghappens.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04721742363840909950noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1229784397137256682.post-85936335104549982722012-10-25T11:34:00.000-07:002012-10-25T11:34:36.792-07:00A little bit about mom!<br />
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I wanted to wait to write this blog until we had more information, plus mom really didn't want me to but if you know me I'm going to do it anyway :) <br />
About 3 months after our miscarriage mom was having lots of trouble with what we thought was her thyroid. After months of abnormal behavior and nights of endless sleep, mom decided to go to the doctor. She had lots of blood test and they determined that in fact her thyroid was out of wack. So she was referred to a specialist at Vanderbilt. We traveled down there and meet with the doctor. We loved her so was so nice and very concerned. Because all of her symptoms didn't start until after the surrogacy and miscarriage we had to tell her our crazy story. She wanted to do testing but she was pretty sure she had Graves disease. Which is when the thyroid is inflamed and begins to attack the body. She told us that the increased hormones given during the surrogacy process caused her to get this disease. <br />
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After two days of testing it was confirmed that it was Graves disease. She has three options, keep the thyroid and take medication, radiation treatment to the thyroid or surgery to remove the thyroid. After another trip to the doctor she said the best decision was to have the thyroid removed. We went Monday to see the surgeon and he wants to get it out as soon as possible. She is scheduled to have surgery on November 2nd. It will be about a 2 week recovery and if all goes well and her medication is corrected she should be back to her self in no time.<br />
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These past few weeks have been very hard for me. My mom gave the ultimate sacrifice in being our surrogate. She put all the crazy meds in her system, she carried my babies for a small time and then had to go through the pain of losing them and staying so strong while she watched me go through such pain. As if that wasn't enough she has gone through months of pain and suffering and no sleep! She has been going crazy trying to feel better and its all because of me.<br />
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I pray that this surgery will make her feel better and things will go back to normal. I am forever grateful for what she did for me and what she continues to do. I pray that I can tell my children just how great their "bobo" is. I thank God for such a wonderful mother and pray that He works this out for his glory and honor!<br />
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Please keep mom is your prayers these next few weeks. She is an amazing women and I wish I could take this away from her. She will never know how grateful I am for her!!<br />
****Side note**** Please keep my dad in your prayers as well, this whole process hasn't been easy on him either!!! He is a good, good man!!!Www.prayuntillsomethinghappens.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04721742363840909950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1229784397137256682.post-30792757766111381882012-10-13T12:48:00.001-07:002012-10-13T14:13:16.204-07:00October 16, 2012<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well yet again we are approaching another due date. Had everything worked out (in our favor) mom and I would be preparing for the births of our babies. We implanted 4 embryos but in my head and my heart ( and based on numbers) I believe mom has two of my babies and I had one. However we look at next Tuesday we will not be celebrating birthdays instead we will be remembering our babies and what would have been. This time I'm not dreading this day, I'm a little anxious but I know God has a plan and I know that he loves us unconditionally and he will give me the comfort that no one else can! <br />
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Also October is pregnancy and infant loss awareness month. Please be in prayer for all women who have lost babies for it is the most painful experience. <br />
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On Monday October 15th at 7:00 I am asking that you will join us in lighting a candle for our babies. This is a worldwide event and if each person lights a candle at 7:00 there will be a wave of light across each time zone. We won't get to light birthday candles but we will light memory candles because those babies have truly changed my life. I will forever be great full for what I've been through and for what God is teaching me. Please light a candle for our babies!<br />
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I was suggested a book to read by a fellow lady who has been through everything we've been through and has now adopted a beautiful baby boy. The book is called couples who long for children. It's a devotion book and it has been such a blessing to me. I've been reading it on my days off and have seen so much of my experiences in the pages. I've come to realize a few things. First, I'm NOT bring punished my God!!! For a while I kept thinking what sin have I not asked for forgiveness for that God is allowing such heartache in my life? I've asked Charlie the same thing, " what haven't you asked forgiveness for?" I've been to numerous people and asked for their forgiveness for wrong doings I've done to them. I've begged for forgiveness pleaded for answers and still nothing. But this book says this is God's plan, not punishment!!!! I've had to stop and tell myself this over and over and over. It's not a punishment it's a plan!! Someone else got pregnant because that's Gods plan for them. We can't get pregnant because this is Gods plan for us. We're waiting for our mountain to move so that God can shine through.<br />
Because of this book I've had time to stop and apologise to God for my temper, my doubt, and placing blame on him. I've rejoiced at the fact that God chose us to carry such a witness to others about his greatness, his timing and mostly his love!! Because God loves Charlie and I more than anything and is waiting till just the right time to bless us!!!<br />
Please keep us in your prayers as we go through next week! It's a couple of days that we will give thanks for what God is doing and praise him in the bad times as well! We still haven't got " the call" yet but I'd appreciate your prayers for that too! God bless!!!Www.prayuntillsomethinghappens.blogspot.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04721742363840909950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1229784397137256682.post-21882818026603936472012-09-29T11:15:00.001-07:002012-09-29T11:16:25.332-07:00Come on moutain.....MOVE!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I was listening to KLOVE the other day on my way to work and a song came on called "only a mountain" by Jason Castro. The chorus says This is only a mountain<br />
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Tell it to fall, it’ll fall<br />
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Do I have the complete trust and confidence that my mountain will move and God will bless me? Some days I feel my faith is better than other days but I have found that my faith sometimes is a little on the weak side. I have enough faith to get me so far and then I panic. I have enough faith that I have reduced my hours at work, I have pretty much put together a room for a baby and I am mentally and physically preparing my heart and home for a baby. But when it comes down to it do I have the faith to tell my mountain to move and it will? This has been on my mind lately and Ive been praying and praying for the faith to get me through. It seems that all that stands between us and a baby is my faith. But if having faith wasn't so hard it wouldn't be so worth it right? </div>
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So once again I'm telling my mountain to move, to step aside, to crumble, to do whatever to get out of the way so my God can bless Charlie and I. We have been in this valley for far to long and we are exhausted! We are continuing to pray daily for a miracle and having the faith to believe that he hears us and will bless us with a baby very, very soon! </div>
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I cant begin to tell you thank you for all of the support we continue to have. Thank you so much for the encouraging cards, texts and kind words. Those are the things that get us through the "waiting" part. One day soon we will get our call I just our call I just know it. I cant wait to write that blog!!!!</div>
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