Thursday, June 30, 2011

Potty Training

You'd think by # 7 it would be a bit easier to train a kid, but nope.  That's not happening with Miss Coralie.  She knows where the potty is, she knows what it is for and she even uses it on occasion but she much prefers to use her diaper.  She doesn't even like pull-ups.  A few weeks ago, I put her in panties and it was going great.  She stayed dry all morning and used the potty a few times (probably because I was asking every 2 minutes if she needed to go).  Naively, I let myself get a little bit excited.  I thought maybe I'd be getting a break from diapers for a few months until Cecilia comes home.  Not so fast, my friend.  Little Miss decided she'd had enough of that and put her panties in the dirty clothes and went and got a diaper.  She's not at all interested in training.  Not.At.All.

This morning Brandon was giving her a pep talk about it...

Brandon:  Coralie, don't you want to use the potty?  If you use the potty all the time, Mommy will get you a toy.
Coralie:  I already have one.

Ooookay.  This one might be a hard nut to crack.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Boys, Boys, Boys

I watched this video and it made me sad. I have 4 boys and they bring me so much happiness. I can't imagine why people wouldn't want a son. After watching this video, I don't know how people could see it and not start looking for their son immediately. Be still my heart!

Bring Our Children Home


When we cannot see you moving
When it seems the dark has won
May you find us still believing
That you want this more than us
You will finish what you started
And your plans for us are good
Help us cling to what you promised
You are faithful, You are sure

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Um, I think I need a new blog header

Brady boy turned 6 yesterday. I know! 6!!! It's mind boggling to me how fast my babies are growing up even when I've vowed not to let it pass by as quickly as it did for the older boys. Kids grow up. Quickly. TOO quickly. (excuse me while I go get a tissue) Miss Coralie is 3 AND A HALF officially today. Only 6 months until she is 4. Ack! How does it all happen in a blink of an eye? Anyway, about the header. Look at Ryan. That one really cracks me up. Dude is now over 6 feet tall and he's an itty bitty guy in that group shot. Brady's not even in the group shot! Coralie isn't in the header at all. I really need to work on a new header. Maybe if I mention it here, I'll actually start doing something about it instead of filing it on my mile long 'to do someday' list.

Wednesday, June 08, 2011

Time to let it go...again


Anyone who has followed my blog during one of our adoption waits knows what a hard time I have handing the adoption wait stress over to God. I trust Him completely when He plants the seed for another adoption in our hearts and I trust that He'll provide the funds we need for the adoption each time...but I always have a hard time trusting that His timeline is better than mine. How crazy is that?

I can look back at each adoption and think of things I thought would be better done my way and see how wrong I was. I have proof living under my roof of how wonderful God is. I have children that would not be mine had I not listened to God and followed His plan. How come I can't relax and let Him control this adoption? It's a struggle. I give it to Him and then wrestle it back. Repeatedly.

It all seems much more serious this time. Little Cece needs to be home. She needs medical care. Each day that she waits makes her chance of ever walking a bit less likely. And we are okay with that. But we want her to have every opportunity to walk, if possible. So time is our enemy. When we were reviewing her file, all the information we got was bad news. News that typically would have sent us fleeing. News that was far worse than issues in other files that we felt we couldn't handle. But it was different this time because she was our daughter. Honestly, it was one thing after another. As soon as we felt we could handle something another serious issue would come up with another doctor. Funny, but it got to the point that they were making me angry because this was my child they were saying these things about. I knew then and there that I would go to the ends of the earth for this little girl. That we would take her even if worst case would be her (and our) reality. And I'd be thankful for the honor and privilege of being her mama.

So these past few days of realizing how reusing our dossier may make our wait to go get our daughter even longer have really frustrated me. I am having a hard time focusing on the One who is in control. I am ashamed of that. I need to remember what I said here on this blog when waiting for Coralie. God loves Cecilia even more than we do. He created her just the way she is and He knows what's best for her. If He plans for her to walk, it doesn't matter if we get her next month or next year. Why am I questioning His timing??? He has never let me down. Ever. So this is my typical adoption process 'letting go' post.

It's yours, God. I don't want to carry the burden when You've already got it under control. I am tired of beating my head against the wall when all I need is to trust You.

Ahhhh...That feels so much better. :)

Little Miss Cheesy

Little Miss was watching Blue's Clues the other day. Apparently, I am missing something when I watch because she was laughing her cute little head off. I personally don't find Steve that funny (this was a pre-Joe DVD). After a few minutes I realized that I needed to get my camera to catch her in her cuteness. We all know how that works. Camera comes out. Laughing stops. Blank stare emerges. So I tell her to smile big for me and this is what I get...



Seriously? What a goober. Gracious, I love this kid. She's the reason I get out of bed in the morning. Literally. She starts screaming for me about 7:30 am. Every.stinkin'.day. And only mommy will do. Definitely mommy's girl which kills her daddy. Too bad, so sad bubba. She's MINE!

Check out Allie's new endeavor.Allie is daddy's girl. He's the one who takes her to her lessons each week. What a great dad. Although he did draw the line at letting her bring home one of the barn kittens. :)



So far she loves it. A lot.