Saturday, September 17, 2011

thanks friends...and happy weekend.

first, i wanted to say thank you to all of you who have sent comments, e-mails, and texts of encouragement.  i can honestly say that i have read every one and that they have lifted my spirit in ways that only Jesus, himself, could.  because make no mistake...you were all Jesus to me over the last several days.  i could almost picture Him sitting with me on the couch...with His arm around me...telling me it would all be ok.  to trust Him. 

so i am.

but...my grandmother and a little retail therapy doesn't hurt either.  honey came to stay with me for a couple of days...as she often does when chad is out of town.  we had a good time.  there is just something about a grandmother that is comforting.  (at least, my grandmother.)

i went to get her on wednesday, and we spent the afternoon at mom and dad's, where we had lunch and good conversation.  it was there that the e-mail from chad finally came in.  he had visited the orphanage and got to hold maeve.  he was able to send me a short video of the orphanage worker handing her to him and it was all i could do to not completely crumble.  there was something untangibly and unexplainably sweet about watching my husband take her into his arms.  i know this sounds strange...but it brought up more love and emotion in me than watching him hold each of our own, little darlins for the first time.  that must sound really weird.  but i can't deny it either.  i remember what he was wearing and how her little legs stayed up under her as the nurse passed her to him.  i remember the little squeak she made as he got her comfortably cradled.  and i remember the way he smiled at her and the way her talked to her.  it was about 20 seconds of heaven, is what it was.  i do long to have that feeling again...with a babe that is meant to be ours.

they allowed him to take pictures of the inside and outside of the orphanage.  it was so reassuring to see how nice that orphanage was.  afterall...it was were our girl has lived since she was born.

it's weird how i still think of her as "our girl."  i think a part of me always will.

oh how i hope that her grandmother teaches her about Jesus so that we will be united in heaven some day.  i will pray for that forever.

The next day, we went shopping.  I am lucky enough to come from a very long line of good shoppers.  mom is someone to be reckoned with.  even i can't always hang with her.  i found some serious cuteness for aiden at forever 21.  who knew they had a little girl's section?  you have to sift through it to find stuff that looks young enough...but when you do...great prices and super cute!  and i'm picky.


friday, we hit target. i looked through all that new mizz-whatever-the-name-is stuff that is only there for a short time and i found it hideously ugly. the striped knee socks were cute for the girls...but were 8 bucks a pair and didn't look much different than what we already have...so i didn't get them. there was a stocking hat that was adorable on a.j....but she didn't like it. i'm not kidding. she kept saying, "noOOOoo." unlike the owl hat at cracker barrel...that she loooooved. and let's face it. the owl hat was cuter. and let me just say...that when dressing a little girl or a baby...i like softer colors and things that actually make them look their age...instead of like bedspreads or curtains that you will inevitable regret.  the random funkiness added to an outfit is fine...like striped socks or tights with a small floral...or a chuck taylor with a dress.  but i don't get what all the fuss is about with this target line. i mean...maybe i would like a suitcase or some rain boots or something made out of that pattern...but that's about it. i don't want to look like a bad 70's night club or anything. no offense to the people that love it. it's just not me. i'm more of a jeans and cowgirl boots kind of girl. i can't do all those funky patterns. mustard yellow is about as crazy as i get. we did go crazy and get our flu shots though. that was a party.


she was not really happy with me at this point.  i promised to not put it on facebook.  and i didn't.  i didn't say anything about the blog.  but she doesn't even have a computer.  i think the coast is clear.


then we went to chili's for lunch.  i am a huge fan of their black bean burger.  i get the avocado burger with a black bean patty substitute and then 86 the lettuce and onions.  it is sooooo good.


isn't she just beautiful?


and this one?  well...she wouldn't stay put for anything.  there she is...having her way with the sugar packets.  i commented that colton would never have gotten away with this behavior at this age.  but she has me figured out.  i'm way to tired to concern myself with the disruption of sugar packets.

the way a pleated skirt flips up on a little girl has always made me happy.  just look at that sassafrass.


 the girl does love her chocolate milk.


friday night, we put the kids in sleeping bags in our room to watch toy story and honey and i ordered something borrowed.  it was ok.  i mean...there was no message that i will take from it and carry with me from day to day...but it was cute for a friday night with just us girls.

today, UK came and took honey back home and we spent the rest of the afternoon doing nothing.  i did get the bathrooms good and scrubbed.  that was a long time comin.  and i've gotten through 2 loads of laundry out of 7.  but, here's the good news.  since we didn't do anything outside today...all the kids are still in their pj's and don't need to be bathed.  bonus. 

i do need to feed them though. 

time to break out the waffles and cereal. 

breakfast dinner is a little reward i give to myself for a week of being without my husband.  i mean, really... like they are going to eat some big meal anyways.  as far as they are concerned...i'm freakin mom of the year.

happy weekend friends.

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