So I'll do an baby update. We met Baby's sisters' parents. They're very cool people...and we found that our motivation to adopt was similar to theirs. They adopted through Project 127, a non-profit organized established in a local church. Project 127's vision is to see all of Colorado's orphans in homes. I highly recommend them to anyone who is considering adoption through social services.
Anyway, this couple filled in some details for us about Baby's birthfamily. They gave us pictures and some medical information. Very, very helpful stuff, and it'll be even more important as Baby gets older.
After seeing the pictures I have little doubt about who Baby's birth father is. Still we are in the waiting process. The courts haven't technically established paternity. When they do, we still don't know how birth dad will proceed. He could relinquish his rights, or he could ask for a treatment plan. So far, no one thinks he will really be able to parent, but there is always a chance. We will see, and I will try not to worry.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Doing this instead of what I should be doing....
MAN TAG:
1. Who is your man? Eddie
2. How long have you been married? 9 years
3. How long dated? Depends how you count it, but about a year
4. How old is your man? 32 - almost 33
5. Who eats more? Generally - Eddie, chocolate - me
6. Who said "I love you" first? He did
7. Who is taller? Him
8. Who sings better?Oh, I do, but that's not hard to accomplish
9. Who is smarter? We are different kinds of smart (I'm stealing this very diplomatic answer from my sister)
10. Whose temper is worse? Eddie's
11. Who does the laundry? At our house it's the Laundry Fairy - what you don't have one? - the fairy looks suspiciously like me.
12. Who takes out the garbage? That's been a boy job from the beginning of time
13. Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? me - though sometimes I switch because it irritates Eddie and he needs a little spontaneity in his life.
14. Who pays the bills? Eddie - I, apparently, don't do it right, and it stresses me out, so Eddie took over.
15. Who is better with the computer? Eddie, but I can hold my own.
16. Who mows the lawn? Eddie agreed upon marrying me that I would never have to do this job - if we had a pre-nump this would be in it.
17. Who cooks dinner? Me - though Eddie can make meatloaf and omelette's and frittata and a few other things.
18. Who drives when you are together? Eddie is the default driver - for some reason I make him nervous...
19. Who pays when you go out? VISA
20. Who is most stubborn? Eddie
21. Who is the first to admit when they are wrong? Eddie
22. Whose parents do you see the most? mine
23. Who kissed who first? He kissed me - I think, well I kissed him too!
24. Who asked who out? He asked me out on our first official date, but that was after months of hanging out and him showing up at my apartment suspiciously close to dinner time.
25. Who proposed? Eddie
26. Who is more sensitive? Me
27. Who has more friends? Probably me, but Eddie knows more people than I do
28. Who has more siblings? Me
29. Who wears the pants in the family? That question annoys me. Eddie would say he does; I say we collaborate - and we do. If it came down to it I would trust him to make big decisions in the best interest of our family.
1. Who is your man? Eddie
2. How long have you been married? 9 years
3. How long dated? Depends how you count it, but about a year
4. How old is your man? 32 - almost 33
5. Who eats more? Generally - Eddie, chocolate - me
6. Who said "I love you" first? He did
7. Who is taller? Him
8. Who sings better?Oh, I do, but that's not hard to accomplish
9. Who is smarter? We are different kinds of smart (I'm stealing this very diplomatic answer from my sister)
10. Whose temper is worse? Eddie's
11. Who does the laundry? At our house it's the Laundry Fairy - what you don't have one? - the fairy looks suspiciously like me.
12. Who takes out the garbage? That's been a boy job from the beginning of time
13. Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? me - though sometimes I switch because it irritates Eddie and he needs a little spontaneity in his life.
14. Who pays the bills? Eddie - I, apparently, don't do it right, and it stresses me out, so Eddie took over.
15. Who is better with the computer? Eddie, but I can hold my own.
16. Who mows the lawn? Eddie agreed upon marrying me that I would never have to do this job - if we had a pre-nump this would be in it.
17. Who cooks dinner? Me - though Eddie can make meatloaf and omelette's and frittata and a few other things.
18. Who drives when you are together? Eddie is the default driver - for some reason I make him nervous...
19. Who pays when you go out? VISA
20. Who is most stubborn? Eddie
21. Who is the first to admit when they are wrong? Eddie
22. Whose parents do you see the most? mine
23. Who kissed who first? He kissed me - I think, well I kissed him too!
24. Who asked who out? He asked me out on our first official date, but that was after months of hanging out and him showing up at my apartment suspiciously close to dinner time.
25. Who proposed? Eddie
26. Who is more sensitive? Me
27. Who has more friends? Probably me, but Eddie knows more people than I do
28. Who has more siblings? Me
29. Who wears the pants in the family? That question annoys me. Eddie would say he does; I say we collaborate - and we do. If it came down to it I would trust him to make big decisions in the best interest of our family.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Bullet Points
- Tomorrow we meet Baby's sisters' parents. I'm a little nervous and a lot excited to get to know them.
- We were surprised to discover that I actually bought a yellow tomato plant. Our yellow tomatoes are much yummier than the red ones.
- Wednesday is our 9th anniversary.
- We went to Pathways on Sunday and heard Brian Maclaren speak. Hubby was agast - Maclaren referenced Al Gore within minutes of beginning his talk. This is not a good way to win over my husband. Maclaren is more liberal than I am, quite a lot more liberal. But I think he's compelling and makes good points. For instance, I think the emergent church's empahsis on praxis and less on theology is important. I think examining how we read the Bible through our Western Modernist worldview is good to think about. And I think that recognizing that we frame our experience in a Capitalist, Post-colonial, Western, Evangelical way is worth recognizing. Sometimes we get confused and think we are following Christ when its just our Evangelical Cultural that we are following. It's interesting stuff.
- I make a lousy liberal, and I am far too liberal to make a good conservative (in the James Dobson sense). This means I don't exactly fit the typical Christian homeschooler mold. I don't fit the typical suburbanite either. We've got too many kids. I'm actually a really lousy bookkeeper and my tupperware is a mess so I don't fit with the stay-at-home mom thing either. Nor am I a working mom. I had my kids far too young, and couldn't probably get a job in instructional design if I wanted to anymore. I'm having a junior high moment and feeling conspicuously not cool.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Monday, October 1, 2007
CAMPING
We just got back from a mini-vacation;it was a desperately needed time away.
We trucked it up to South Dakota pulling my dad's Airstream trailer. The thing is older than I am; we prefer to call it vintage. It has some quirks, to say the least, but it was a lifesaver. When on a road trip with kids its always a good thing to be towing a bathroom and a pantry. Tent camping with all my children would send me to the looney bin right now. The trailer was a perfect solution and made a cheap vacation possible.
Neither Hubby or I had ever been to the Black Hills before. They are so pretty. We also saw Mt. Rushmore, Crazy Horse, the Wind Caves and visited Custer State Park. A bison was so close to the truck I could literally have spit on him (and that's saying something seeing as I grew up with sisters and never really mastered the art).
Vacationing with 4 kids isn't exactly relaxing. It's a lot of work, but I'm glad we went. Somethings are priceless.
We trucked it up to South Dakota pulling my dad's Airstream trailer. The thing is older than I am; we prefer to call it vintage. It has some quirks, to say the least, but it was a lifesaver. When on a road trip with kids its always a good thing to be towing a bathroom and a pantry. Tent camping with all my children would send me to the looney bin right now. The trailer was a perfect solution and made a cheap vacation possible.
Neither Hubby or I had ever been to the Black Hills before. They are so pretty. We also saw Mt. Rushmore, Crazy Horse, the Wind Caves and visited Custer State Park. A bison was so close to the truck I could literally have spit on him (and that's saying something seeing as I grew up with sisters and never really mastered the art).
Vacationing with 4 kids isn't exactly relaxing. It's a lot of work, but I'm glad we went. Somethings are priceless.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Baby News
Today I heard from Baby's social worker. Things are not going as smoothly as I was beginning to hope. There is the small issue of paternity to nail down. And as usual, there will be hoops to jump through and waiting, always waiting. Its really nothing worth worrying about yet. I don't know anything and I won't for at least a month. We'll just pray; and entrust our baby girl into His care.
This is the part in the fost-adopt saga where I learn to love with open hands. Actually its a good lesson to learn. Our children are not our own, and they could be taken from us at a moments notice - we are not immune from tragedy. Somehow we've got to live in the moment, and love the ones we have right now. I heard someone say once that when you become a mother your heart walks around outside your body. And its true. We are vulnerable to breath-taking pain, but we love anyway. To do otherwise would be to miss out on life's biggest gifts. If we had chosen another path I would have missed out on holding Baby today. I would have missed her chuckles when I bumped her nose to mine. I would have missed how she snuggles into me when I pick her up. She is so worth loving.
I was reading Acts today, and read about Paul going on one of his missionary journeys. On this particular occasion Paul starts heading to Asia, but is prevented (by the Spirit of God) from talking about Jesus. Immediately after that he's prevented from going into some city, again by God's Spirit. If I were Paul I would have been saying, "What's up with this God? I'm on this missionary journey, hoofing it all over the place, and you stop me. I thought this is what you wanted me to do. I thought this was my calling. Now you're slamming doors left and right. I don't get it." From the vantage point that a couple thousand years offers I see that Paul was exactly where he was supposed to be. God did use him - wildly, powerfully. But from where Paul stood the view was different. It was a faith walk.
I'm putting my faith in the fact that somehow there is a bigger picture I'm missing. I love a God who sees how the pieces fit together. He is not far off. And though he doesn't promise a "happily ever after" he does walk with me.
This is the part in the fost-adopt saga where I learn to love with open hands. Actually its a good lesson to learn. Our children are not our own, and they could be taken from us at a moments notice - we are not immune from tragedy. Somehow we've got to live in the moment, and love the ones we have right now. I heard someone say once that when you become a mother your heart walks around outside your body. And its true. We are vulnerable to breath-taking pain, but we love anyway. To do otherwise would be to miss out on life's biggest gifts. If we had chosen another path I would have missed out on holding Baby today. I would have missed her chuckles when I bumped her nose to mine. I would have missed how she snuggles into me when I pick her up. She is so worth loving.
I was reading Acts today, and read about Paul going on one of his missionary journeys. On this particular occasion Paul starts heading to Asia, but is prevented (by the Spirit of God) from talking about Jesus. Immediately after that he's prevented from going into some city, again by God's Spirit. If I were Paul I would have been saying, "What's up with this God? I'm on this missionary journey, hoofing it all over the place, and you stop me. I thought this is what you wanted me to do. I thought this was my calling. Now you're slamming doors left and right. I don't get it." From the vantage point that a couple thousand years offers I see that Paul was exactly where he was supposed to be. God did use him - wildly, powerfully. But from where Paul stood the view was different. It was a faith walk.
I'm putting my faith in the fact that somehow there is a bigger picture I'm missing. I love a God who sees how the pieces fit together. He is not far off. And though he doesn't promise a "happily ever after" he does walk with me.
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