Showing posts with label Jennifer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jennifer. Show all posts

Monday, May 14, 2012

"I Hope You Have a Child Just Like You Someday..."

Dear Mom,

Do you remember how I used to always have a book in my hands?  And when you would ask me to do something, I would keep reading instead?  And when I was supposed to be going to sleep, I was reading instead?  And when I was supposed to be doing chores, I was reading instead?  And sometimes I tried to do my chores and read at the same time (I could totally wash those dishes and read at the same time!), and it must have made you crazy?
I think I'm starting to understand how you felt.  At least a little bit.

Maybe it's because this habit of Katelee's is still fairly new, but I secretly love it, even when I act annoyed that she's not doing what I've asked instead.  Maybe that will wear off with time.

Anyway, just wanted to say that I'm sorry I didn't put the book down and help you more often.  I guess now I'm getting my reward . . . or punishment.  :)

Love,

Jennifer

Friday, May 11, 2012

A Wicked Birthday

Gerald got me the best birthday present ever this year!
He took me to see Wicked last weekend!
It was amazing, of course!
I loved every second of it.

Thanks, honey, for a great experience!  I love you!

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Dance Recital . . . Almost . . .

Does anyone else ever have those days when you realize that you are really, truly the worst mom ever?

Yeah, I had one of those recently. 

It was the night of Katelee's dance recital.  We left with just enough time to get to the church on time.  I thought the recital was in our stake center, the place where they had rehearsed in the past.  We got there, and the parking lot was full of cars.  Running into the building, we found the stage covered with Cinco de Mayo decorations and the gym set up with tables.  Hmmmm.... this was not the dance recital.  We ran to the next church.  And then the one where we took pictures.  No luck.

By this time we were late.  Katelee started crying.  I started crying.  It was horrible.

We ran home, and I checked my email.  Nothing.  I had long ago thrown away the paper with the recital information on it, after I had written it on the calendar.  There, on my calendar, it said the location was the stake center, but obviously it wasn't.  So, I tried calling one of the other moms from Katelee's dance class.  Thank heavens, she answered the phone.  I could hear the music in the background as she whispered to me where they were and how to get there.  We drove like the wind.  Katelee and I ran into the building to hear the music for her dance number playing.  I started to cry again.  We had missed it.  I found the door to the stage, and she ran on and joined them for the last half of the song.  We were in such a hurry I forgot to put on her ballet slippers, so she was dancing in her flip flops.  And she was worried that she didn't know where to stand.

And I was standing on the side looking like a crying mess.

Yeah, the mother of the year award isn't coming my way anytime soon.

Needless to say, I felt absolutely terrible.  Katelee was disappointed.  I pride myself on being an organized person, but sometimes I just seem to be one big mess. 


We tried to make it up to Katelee by taking her out for frozen yogurt.  She ended the night happy.  Still, I hope I never make that mistake again.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Baby Shower

This post is about five months late, but better late than never, right?

Shortly after Blake was born, my visiting teacher gave me a baby shower.  We invited all my friends from the ward.  It was the most overwhelming beautiful, amazing, supportive baby shower ever!  I have an amazing ward, but I still completely stunned at the generosity.  The shower was open-house-style, the decorations were gorgeous, the food delicious, and tons of people came.  And the gifts!  It took me over an hour just to open all the gifts.  Sadly, I forgot to take my camera to the event, but after getting home we laid out all our gifts and I just basked in the love I felt.   

 My family members were also incredibly generous.  My Thurston cousins sent me a 'Baby Shower in a Box.'   My aunt sent me a new stroller.  My siblings all gave me adorable clothes, and Melissa gave me plenty of hand-me-downs.

And many of our friends outside of Colorado sent beautiful and thoughtful gifts: crocheted blankets, hooded bath towels, boxes of hand-me-down clothes, and more.


Just to explain how incredibly blessed we are, we didn't have to buy a single diaper for Blake until he was 4 1/2 months old, and we still have three boxes of diapers in the next size up when he grows a little more.

I haven't had to buy Blake even one single item of clothing.  I have bought him Christmas jammies and a sweater vest for Easter, but those were just because I wanted to, not because he actually needed anything.  And I have a full box of clothes in every size until he is over a year old.

And one sweet woman gave us a changing table/dresser to use that has been so handy.
I feel so blessed and so loved, and I wanted to remember always how much that meant to me.

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Easter

Happy Easter, everyone!

We have had a fun few days celebrating this special day. It all started a few nights ago when we had some friends over to dye eggs! The kids were very creative and made some beautiful eggs!


Saturday morning, we held our 3rd annual Easter egg hunt! We had to move to a new location this year, but it turned out beautifully and we really liked the new park. We had 42 kids join the hunt, and we estimate that we put out 1018 eggs - FUN!
Blake all bundled up watching us hide the eggs. :)
Beautiful blue eyes!

Katelee scoping out the park; she was an exceptional egg-hider this year!
Some of the kids lining up before the event.
And they're off!

There's Katelee picking one up . . .
My friend, Michelle, was so sweet to hold Blake for me during the hunt!
My sweet nephew, Elijah, found an egg!
Cute Ashlyn!
After the hunt, we gathered at a pavilion next to the pond and enjoyed a potluck breakfast. Katelee LOVED the pond, and insisted on sitting right next to it the entire time.
We were so lucky that our dear, dear friends the Hansens happened to be in town this weekend and joined us for our hunt. Katelee and Gracie are BEST friends, and were so cute spending that time together.
The Easter bunny also found our house this year! The Easter bunny always hides the baskets, but being that it was Blake's very first Easter he went easy on him and left his near the front door.
I think he likes it!So sweet!
Katelee had to search harder for hers, but finally found it on top of the washing machine!
Today has been a lovely day, made especially sweet and full because of the focus on our Savior and His resurrection. Unfortunately, the kids and I all woke up sick this morning, and had to miss church as a result. :( However, we had we watched short videos about Easter, read the account from the scriptures, and shared our testimonies.

Gerald's testimony of Jesus Christ: Jesus, the Christ is my savior. He atoned for my sins and shortcomings. Because of his sacrifice, I can be forgiven and not have to be burdened with guilt in my life--and I can learn from His example to forgive others. I'm grateful for His life, His teachings, His example, and His love. I know that because he overcame death when he was resurrected, that everyone who has or will live on this earth will be resurrected. Because of His selfless and infinite sacrifice, families can be together forever. I'm grateful to remember with reverence His atoning sacrifice, His death, and His resurrection this Easter weekend.

Jennifer's testimony of Jesus Christ: I am so grateful for my Savior and for this Easter weekend we have to remember His life and resurrection. Because of Jesus Christ, I know that I can be with my family forever. As a result of his resurrection and sacrifice, I will see my dad (who passed away last year) again someday. Because of His atonement and example, I can be forgiven of my many mistakes and continue to improve and grow and become a better person. I have personally felt the Savior lift my burdens in times when the load seemed to heavy. I know He loves me, that He loves each one of us, and that he truly can bring peace and joy to our hearts, even in the midst of this troubled world. I am so grateful for His love and the way it blesses my life.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Beautiful Bride

Confession: I like to watch those wedding shows on TLC like Last Bride Standing or Say Yes to the Dress.

The other night I was watching one with Katelee and she began to ask about my wedding dress. So, I jumped up and pulled it out of the closet. Katelee was astounded that I happened to just have it on hand, but even more amazed when I asked her if she wanted to try it on. Of course, she looked beautiful! She asked if she could wear my dress when she gets married someday. I told her of course she can, but we'll see if she still really feels that way when that special day comes. :) She might have a lot more growing to do before it fits perfectly, but suddenly the time I have left before she is really a bride seems much, much too short. I told her on the spot that she must stop growing! But every time I tell her that she just giggles, so I don't think I'm really getting my point across.

Monday, March 19, 2012

Beauty & the Beast

Last weekend Katelee and I had the opportunity to go see Beauty and the Beast at Ponderosa High School. We go to all their productions, since talented Uncle Geoff & Aunt Bonnie happen to be the theatre teachers/directors there. :) This production was absolutely magical! The set was exquisite, the casting perfect, and everything was simply wonderful. We loved every second of our evening at Beauty and the Beast.
Katelee went all dressed up as Belle!
Ready for the show to start! Glad we had reserved tickets - they had to turn away a bunch of people the night we went!Katelee wanted a picture with Belle's cottage, holding her magical rose that we got at the show. And here she is with the real Belle after the show!
My tired little princess, tuckered out after a night of excitement.

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Teaching our Children

Last Sunday, I was asked to speak in sacrament meeting. My talk was based off the scripture Mosiah 4:14-15. This is not a topic I am an expert on, by any means, so I did a lot of research and was able to find a lot of really great words from the prophets and apostles. I've decided to post my talk here, only because I want to be able to easily find this information again in the future to review and re-read. And very, very little of it is actually my own words - most of it comes directly from the wise leaders of the church. I'm so grateful that we have such wonderful resources that we can access to help us become better parents and better people. Here is the talk:

I’ve been asked to speak today on King Benjamin’s words to parents found in Mosiah 4:14-15.

14 And ye will not suffer your children that they go hungry, or naked; neither will ye suffer that they transgress the laws of God, and fight and quarrel one with another, and serve the devil, who is the master of sin, or who is the devil spirit which hath been spoken of by our fathers, he being an enemy to all righteousness.
15 But ye will teach them to walk in the ways of truth and soberness; ye will teach them to love one another, and to serve one another.

In this scripture, King Benjamin points out in a very positive way how we can help our children, for he said we should teach them truth, teach them soberness, teach them to love one another, and teach them to serve one another.

Honestly, this is a topic that I feel quite inadequate to teach about. Considering that my second child is only a couple months old right now, I don’t have a lot of experience yet with them quarreling with one another, and my daughter finds it easy to love and serve her baby brother, who can’t tease or get into her things yet. I watch all of you parents here in this ward, and I am inspired by your examples, and know that many of the good things I know about parenting I’ve learned from you.

I grew up in a typical home. I was the oldest of four children, and though we loved each other, we definitely knew how to quarrel. Now that we are all adults, however, we are about as close as siblings can be. We love each other and consider each other dear friends. I’ve tried to think of what exactly my parents did to accomplish this, and I can’t come up with any one amazing thing other that they were persistent in constantly trying to teach us what is right.

As parents, we are always teaching.

Elder James E. Faust, stated: Being a father or a mother is not only a great challenge, it is a divine calling. It is an effort requiring consecration. President David O. McKay stated that being parents is “the greatest trust that has been given to human beings” (The Responsibility of Parents to Their Children [pamphlet, n.d.], 1).

Elder Faust continues, “While few human challenges are greater than that of being good parents, few opportunities offer greater potential for joy. Surely no more important work is to be done in this world than preparing our children to be God-fearing, happy, honorable, and productive. Parents will find no more fulfilling happiness than to have their children honor them and their teachings. It is the glory of parenthood. John testified, “I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in truth” (3 John 1:4). In my opinion, the teaching, rearing, and training of children requires more intelligence, intuitive understanding, humility, strength, wisdom, spirituality, perseverance, and hard work than any other challenge we might have in life. This is especially so when moral foundations of honor and decency are eroding around us. To have successful homes, values must be taught, and there must be rules, there must be standards, and there must be absolutes.”

Elder Richard J. Maynes said, “The responsibility for establishing a Christ-centered home lies with both parents and children. Parents are responsible to teach their children in love and righteousness. Parents will be held accountable before the Lord in how they perform their sacred responsibilities. Parents teach their children with words and through example” (Richard J. Maynes, “Establishing a Christ-Centered Home,” Apr. 2011 general conference).

I want to focus on these two ways that our children will learn from us. 1. Through our words and 2. Through our example.

King Benjamin has said we should teach our children to love one another and to serve one another, and not to quarrel one with another.

THROUGH OUR WORDS
If we are to teach them these things, we must teach them the eternal truths of who they are. They need to know that they are a child of God. They must understand that everyone of us is a spirit child of our Heavenly Father, even family members who may irritate them. They need to comprehend the eternal nature of families that results from the binding covenants of the temple. They must know about their Savior, Jesus Christ, and His example, and have a desire to become like Him. They need to know how to repent and use the atonement to seek forgiveness and change and improve.

President Boyd K. Packer of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles has stated the principle beautifully: “True doctrine, understood, changes attitudes and behavior.”

These are things that we can teach through our words. As parents, we have been given the sacred responsibility to teach our children Christ-like attributes and gospel principles in the home. We cannot rely on others to teach the gospel to our children. We have been commanded to teach our children the gospel in our homes through weekly Family Home Evenings and daily scripture study and prayer. Opportunities for gospel teaching can also come in those quiet moments around the dinner table, while driving in the car, or during other daily interactions with each other.

Jeffrey R. Holland, in speaking of teaching our children in the home, said the following: “Do the best you can—if, for example, you keep trying to hold family home evening in spite of the bedlam that sometimes reigns in a houseful of little bedlamites—then give yourself high marks” (Jeffrey R. Holland, “An Ensign to the Nations,” Apr. 2011 general conference).

In addition, Elder Maynes recalled: “We learned that our children might not remember everything about the family home evening lesson later in the week, but they would remember that we held it. We learned that later in the day at school they would probably not remember the exact words of the scriptures or the prayer, but they would remember that we did read scriptures and we did have prayer. Brothers and sisters, there is great power and protection for us and our youth in establishing celestial traditions in the home” (Richard J. Maynes, “Establishing a Christ-Centered Home,” Apr. 2011 general conference).

As parents, we will at times need to discipline our children. Even the best-taught among us make mistakes. Wise parents remember that disciplining is about teaching truth to our children. Lynn G. Robbins has wisely taught:

“When children misbehave, let’s say when they quarrel with each other, we often misdirect our discipline on what they did, or the quarreling we observed. But … their behavior—is only a symptom of the unseen motive in their hearts. We might ask ourselves, 'What attributes, if understood by the child, would correct this behavior in the future? Being patient and forgiving when annoyed? Loving and being a peacemaker? Taking personal responsibility for one’s actions and not blaming?' How do parents teach these attributes to their children? We will never have a greater opportunity to teach and show Christlike attributes to our children than in the way we discipline them. Discipline comes from the same root word as disciple and implies patience and teaching on our part. It should not be done in anger. We can and should discipline the way that Doctrine and Covenants 121 teaches us: 'by persuasion, by long-suffering, by gentleness and meekness, and by love unfeigned; by kindness and pure knowledge' (verses 41–42). … Through discipline the child learns of consequences. In such moments it is helpful to turn negatives into positives. If the child confesses to a wrong, praise the courage it took to confess. Ask the child what he or she learned from the mistake or misdeed, which gives you, and more important, the Spirit an opportunity to touch and teach the child. When we teach children doctrine by the Spirit, that doctrine has the power to change their very nature … over time” (Lynn G. Robbins, “What Manner of Men and Women Ought Ye to Be?” Apr. 2011 general conference).

THROUGH OUR EXAMPLE
Though it is vitally important that we teach our children, through words and lessons, the truths of the gospel, I believe that an even more powerful teaching tool is our own personal example.

If, as King Benjamin has said, we want our children to be loving, we must be loving. If we want our children to serve one another, we must be an example of service.

Involve your children in the daily service you already perform. When taking a meal to someone in the ward, invite your children to help prepare and deliver the meal. When serving in your calling, involve your children as it is appropriate. Recently, my husband received a blessing of health from two men in our ward. One of those wise fathers brought along his primary-aged son. What a great lesson for that boy, to watch his father as he served others and performed his priesthood duties.

President Eyring shared this sweet experience: “Three children recently carried containers holding a delicious dinner to our front door. Their parents knew that we needed help, and they included their children in the opportunity to serve us. The parents blessed our family by their generous service. By their choice to let their children participate in the giving, they extended blessings to their future grandchildren. The smiles of the children as they left our home made me confident that will happen. And their parents saw the opportunity to do good and spread joy over generations” (Henry B. Eyring, “Opportunities to Do Good,” Apr. 2011 general conference).

We should teach our children to serve in the home by our own example as well. Children should be expected to help and work together to keep the home clean and organized. If we personally complain about the housework, we can’t expect our children to do their chores cheerfully and with no complaining and whining. Instead, our children need to see our happiness in a well-organized home and we should teach them through our example that hard work can be a joy and bring feelings of peace and accomplishment. Our children should see us finding joy in the daily acts of service that we all do for our families. Whether it be preparing food or doing household chores, we should involve our children and do our best to make this a happy time.

Doing little acts of unexpected service for family members is another great way to teach our children about the joy of loving and serving one another. Every now and then, surprise your children by doing an unexpected act of love and service for them. For example, on occasional busy or tired days, I’ll do a chore that usually belongs to Katelee. It always surprises me just how much this small act means to her. Invite your children to help you ‘surprise’ other family members with unexpected little acts of service. Praise their efforts when they serve one another. Even simple things can become great bonding opportunities for a family. These memories will help children learn that great joy and peace come from serving one another.

In addition, if we want our children to get along and not quarrel with one another, they must not see us quarrel.

I am ashamed to admit that most of the unkind words that come out of my young daughter’s mouth she has probably heard come out of my mouth before. Our children listen to us. They watch us. And they learn from our examples. If we are bossy and demanding, they learn to be bossy and demanding. If we speak unkindly or sarcastically to one another, they learn to speak unkindly and sarcastically. If we argue, how can we then expect them not to argue?

I really love Elder Jeffrey R. Holland’s talk from the April 2007 General Conference entitled “The Tongue of Angels.” In this address, Elder Holland taught us that our words and the tone of our voices can have a very lasting effect on those around us.

To you husbands he said: Husbands, you have been entrusted with the most sacred gift God can give you—a wife, a daughter of God, the mother of your children who has voluntarily given herself to you for love and joyful companionship. Think of the kind things you said when you were courting, think of the blessings you have given with hands placed lovingly upon her head, and then reflect on other moments characterized by cold, caustic, unbridled words. A husband who would never dream of striking his wife physically can break, if not her bones, then certainly her heart by the brutality of thoughtless or unkind speech. Brethren, these things ought not to be.

Elder Holland also had advice for wives. He taught: Wives, what of the unbridled tongue in your mouth, of the power for good or ill in your words? How is it that such a lovely voice which by divine nature is so angelic, so close to the veil, so instinctively gentle and inherently kind could ever in a turn be so shrill, so biting, so acrid and untamed? A woman’s words can be more piercing than any dagger ever forged, and they can drive the people they love to retreat beyond a barrier more distant than anyone in the beginning of that exchange could ever have imagined.

He continues: May I expand this counsel to make it a full family matter. We must be so careful in speaking to a child. What we say or don’t say, how we say it and when is so very, very important in shaping a child’s view of himself or herself. But it is even more important in shaping that child’s faith in us and their faith in God. Be constructive in your comments to a child—always. Never tell them, even in whimsy, that they are fat or dumb or lazy or homely. You would never do that maliciously, but they remember and may struggle for years trying to forget—and to forgive. And try not to compare your children, even if you think you are skillful at it. You may say most positively that “Susan is pretty and Sandra is bright,” but all Susan will remember is that she isn’t bright and Sandra that she isn’t pretty. Praise each child individually for what that child is, and help him or her escape our culture’s obsession with comparing, competing, and never feeling we are “enough.”

I conducted a little experiment this week, while preparing for this talk. I tried, for a few days, to speak always with the tongue of angels. I tried to catch every thing that came out of my mouth, and make sure the words, the meaning, and the tone of voice was one fitting of an angel.

I learned a few things through this experiment.

First of all, I learned I am not nearly as angelic as I wish I were. My efforts were far from perfect.

But, I also learned through this experience that my effort, though flawed, brought about a definite change in the feeling of our home. The spirit was present in much more abundance. My efforts to speak lovingly and cheerfully and avoid quarreling or criticism of any kind was reflected in my family members. I noticed that my daughter complained and whined less and gave loving compliments more freely. Everyone was happier. There was less need for discipline, but when it was needed I was able to discipline in a more loving and patient manner that invited positive instruction. In short, our family became for a few days a little bit more like the family King Benjamin asked us to be. Loving, serving, and with no quarreling.

I am only one individual in my family, and my efforts in this experiment were so flawed, and yet the results were undeniable and very sweet. What if every one of us took on this same experiment? What powerful changes for good might result in each of our families?

As we work to accomplish all of this in our homes, we will do well to remember the important statement of President Harold B. Lee: “Remember that the most important of the Lord’s work that you [and I] will ever do will be … within the walls of [our] own home.” 10

“We understand and believe in the eternal nature of the family. This understanding and belief should inspire us to do everything in our power to establish a Christ-centered home” (Richard J. Maynes, “Establishing a Christ-Centered Home,” Apr. 2011 general conference).

At the end of his address to his people, King Benjamin leaves us with this counsel:

Mosiah 4:
27 And see that all these things are done in wisdom and order; for it is not requisite that a man should run faster than he has strength. And again, it is expedient that he should be diligent, that thereby he might win the prize; therefore, all things must be done in order.
30 But this much I can tell you, that if ye do not watch yourselves, and your thoughts, and your words, and your deeds, and observe the commandments of God, and continue in the faith of what ye have heard concerning the coming of our Lord, even unto the end of your lives, ye must perish. And now, O man, remember, and perish not.

I know our homes can be places of refuge, peace, and happiness, and that with the help of our Savior Jesus Christ we can become better parents, better sons, and daughters. I know that working to have a happy and tight-knit family will bring us great joy now and eternal blessings.

Friday, February 24, 2012

Sleep in Heavenly Peace

Is there anything sweeter in this world than a peacefully slumbering baby?

I don't think so! Here are some pictures of my beautiful little sleeper.
Gotta love the little bum in the air! I simply have to pat it every time I am near.
Please don't judge me for the fact that he is on his tummy. I know that it is recommended that babies sleep on their backs. Believe me, I've done the reading and the research, talked with Blake's pediatrician and his GI specialist, prayed and tried everything under the sun (sleep wedges, side sleeping, the boppy, car seat sleeping, swaddling, propping up his mattress, and much, much more!) and in the end I learned what turned out to be a powerful lesson for me.

Trust my mother's intuition, and the peace that comes from the spirit.

I think that maybe the loads and loads of information and research and rules that come with parenting today can dull our intuition and trust in the spirit, if we're not careful.
The fact of the matter is that Blake simply cannot sleep in any other way. Even when on a steep incline, his reflux makes him chock and gag, wake up constantly, and hurt. But when laid on his tummy, he generally sleeps very comfortably. He needs his sleep. And so do I. :) So, my baby is a tummy sleeper. And after a couple of months of turmoil and a little bit of guilt, I'm at peace with this decision. Which is why I'm finally posting some pictures of my sleeping little angel.
Awww....
Good night, sleep tight, everyone!

Saturday, February 18, 2012

I *Heart* Adoption


I've been wanting to write for awhile now about my feelings concerning adopting a child, and our bonding with Blake in particular. It's hard for me to express my feelings on this topic, because they are so tender and near, but I feel it's important.

Recently, a well-meaning friend praised me for making the choice to adopt. As she put it, she thinks this is amazing because she loves her own children so, so much, but she doesn't love other peoples' children. I think my sweet friend was trying to give me a compliment by saying that I must have a more loving or open heart than she does, but her remark struck me like a slap in the face.

Because I don't think of Blake as someone else's child - at all or in any sense. Blake is my son.

The truth is, every parent and every child have to learn to bond, regardless of how that child comes to your family. Sometimes it happens more easily and naturally than others. This is how it happened for me.

Bonding with Katelee took more time than I expected. Katelee was born by emergency C-section. I had had an epidural some 8 hours previous to the operation, and though the doctors were certain I wouldn't feel a thing, they were very wrong. I felt the C-section. It was agonizing, and I could tell the doctors what they were doing, even though the sheet blocked my vision. They were stitching me up and I was in more pain that I had ever been in before when Gerald brought Katelee over to meet me. I looked at her. She was beautiful. But I couldn't process it right then. I felt like I was dying. Katelee wasn't breathing normally, so she was whisked off to the NICU, where she spent the next three days. The next time I was allowed to see her was 8 hours after her birth, and then I could only stroke her hand. I wasn't allowed to hold her until her 2nd day of life.

After going home, we settled into a routine. I loved Katelee and cared for her the very best I could. But it was hard, and I was exhausted, and nursing wasn't working out for us. I remember going in for my 6-week check-up with Katelee in tow. The nurse oohed and aahed over Katelee, and then turned to me and said, "Doesn't it just feel like she has always been part of your life and you can't imagine life without her?" I think I just stared blankly at that poor nurse, because honestly I didn't feel that bonded to Katelee yet. I did remember what life was like before she was born, and it was a life in which I could sleep all night and my days weren't controlled by a tiny person that couldn't even talk to me. I wondered what was wrong with me. In hindsight, I know I must have been suffering from some postpartum depression.

Despite the difficulties, however, within a few months of her life beginning, Katelee had her sweet little fingers so tightly wrapped around my heart that I knew I could never love anyone more than I love her. She is my princess, my sweet daughter, and I love her more than life itself. Now I can honestly say I could never, ever imagine my life without her. Our bonding came in time, but just not as quickly as I expected it to.

When we discovered we were expecting Blake, my adoption friends shared their experiences with me. I heard about all types of experiences, from "I knew she was my baby the second she was placed in my arms," to "I feel like I'm babysitting someone else's child." Just like when a parent gives birth to their baby, bonding comes in all sorts of timetables and circumstances. Nobody's situation is wrong or better; it's just unique for everyone.

When Blake was placed in my arms, my first thoughts were of how cute he was. He is simply the cutest baby boy I have ever seen! Oh, and that hair! I marveled at his perfection. But I didn't hear a heavenly choir or feel immediately like I was his mom. But I also wasn't worried about it. Maybe my experience with Katelee had somewhat prepared me. During our stay in the hospital, I began to fall more and more in love with Blake, but I still didn't really think of him as mine. Instead, I thought of him more as ours. We had such a beautiful time in the hospital together with Blake's birthfamily. We spent as much time together as we possibly could. We shared him, in a sense.

But when we got home, I held Blake almost every second that I could. I didn't worry one bit about spoiling him or any such nonsense. I just held him. A lot. And bonding took place much, much more quickly for me. I didn't have my own physical recovery to worry about, which I think helped in my personal case. Within a week of him coming home, I felt as bonded to Blake as I do to Katelee. He was my son, and I felt that in every sense of the word. While we were visiting family for Christmas, my sweet sister-in-law said to me, "It is not possible for anyone to love that baby more than you love him." And I agreed. No part of my heart has held back from falling utterly and completely in love with my baby boy.

I love my children so much. It doesn't even occur to me to take into consideration that one of my children came from my body and one of my children was sent to our family through adoption. It simply makes no difference. They are my children. They are both blessings. And I am their mother, in every possible sense of the word.


I am grateful that I have been blessed in my life to experience these two different ways of having a child join our family. And I am so, so thankful for both of my little miracles.

Monday, February 13, 2012

Valentine Making

We always have a lot of fun making Valentines. This year, Katelee and I got crafty, pulling out the paper, paint, ribbons, and markers to make some fun Valentines!
Katelee made some adorable Valentines for her grandparents this year. We decided to send them a 'hug' for Valentine's Day.
On the back of her left hand print, I wrote:
And on the back of the right hand, Katelee wrote her message:
We wanted Blake to get involved in the Valentine making, too. We tried painting his hands. Do you know how HARD it is to unclench those chubby little baby fists? We succeeded in making a mess, and nothing else! Ha ha! So, we changed our minds and went with feet instead! His Valentine's Day cards turned out so precious:
I love them!

Katelee made her own Valentine for Blake:
And while we were at it, we made some decorations for the house. I'll love pulling these out and hanging them up every year!
We made Katelee's class Valentine's, and did this cute idea for her teacher. The card says, "I was 'soapin' for some 'brownie' points! Happy Valentine's Day, Mrs. Nugent! Love, Katelee"But most of all, we made a huge, crafting mess!
That's the cost of creativity, I guess! :)

We wish you all a very happy Valentine's Day tomorrow!