my BFF Jeanine (and amazing mother of 5!!) texted me a few verses last week and I have been meaning to share it here.
"And when Jesus had crossed again in the boat to the other side, a great crowd gathered about him, and he was beside the sea. Then came one of the rulers of the synagogue, Jairus by name, and seeing him, he fell at his feet and implored him earnestly, saying, "My little daugther is at the point of death. Come and lay your hands on her, so that she may be made well and live." And he went with him. And a great crowd followed him and thronged about him. And there was a woman who had had a discharge of blood for twelve years, and who had suffered much under many physicians, and had spent all that she had, and was no better but rather grew worse. She had heard the reports about Jesus and came up behind him in the crowd and touched his garment. For she said, "If I touch even his garments, I will be made well." And immediately the flow of blood dried up, and she felt in her body that she was healed of her disease."
"Jesus replied, "Truly I tell you, if you have faith and do not doubt, not only can you do what was done to the fig tree, but also you can say to this mountain, 'Go throw yourself into the sea,' and it will be done. If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer."
This is also the BFF that likes to remind me of my previous love for KFC and thought of me this morning as she was prepping for an eighties party. Apparently my vests and glasses in high school are a bright spot in her memory.
Jeanine, thank you for sending me these and for reminding me of the power of prayer. I'll admit it has been a while since I've done any sort of honest prayer, but better late than never.
i'm not usually one for new years resolutions, but there are some things we, as a family, would like to do this year.
vacation somewhere we've never been or haven't been to in a while (Vancouver and Chicago are a few ideas)
start cooking at home more, and eating out less.
add another chicken to the coop.
get Keira into preschool a few days a week.
take the boat out for a ride.
sew a piece of clothing.
I'm sure the list will grow and shrink as the year comes along, so we'll see how much we can accomplish!
mission: bottle weaning is going...well, it's going. I'll admit I'm having mixed feelings about the whole thing, but we've gone this far (we're on day 3), so turning back is not really an option.
day 2 was what it was, just more of the same. Keira didn't have much more milk than what she took first thing in the morning, and I'm beginning to think forcing a sippy cup into her mouth isn't the way to go. the last thing we need is for her to have an aversion to milk in a cup forever and ever, amen.
she didn't eat or drink as much as we would've liked, but she did eat and drink something. she ate quite a bit of string cheese, would ask for and drink water when we gave it to her, and had some yogurt too, but it just wasn't what we thought was enough for her. I'm sure what we considered not enough food is totally enough food for her, but we're adults and she's a kid. two totally different things.
we had family over for Mike's birthday and I honestly dreaded it. I knew opinions and thoughts would be thrown our way, which would most likely not match ours. I didn't feel as if I needed to justify our decision to wean to anyone, so I didn't. Mike and I stuck to our guns, continued what we decided to do and went on.
I will admit having thoughts of giving in, and I'm sure Mike did too. just the look on our faces would tell you that. but if we did, the last 2 days of "hard work" (or torture in Keira's mind), would've been meaningless. all I could think about before bed and first thing this morning was whether or not we were hurting Keira in the long run. some will say what we're doing is mean, some will say she won't remember any of this. I'm having a hard time believing either way.
I did a lot of reading this morning about bottle weaning and at first, nothing seemed to give me the answer I wanted. yet, I didn't know what answer I was looking for. even still, I wanted to believe in my deepest heart of hearts that what we were doing was the best for her and for us, but I'm sure it seems like we're doing this more for us than her.
I think I've texted Mike a handful of times so far about how things are going and he says she's okay. she may have a cold because she's coughing and has a runny nose. I know there's doubt in his mind about this, but he's sticking with me so far. We're doing what we can to make sure she's getting some sort of nutrition right now, whether it be drinking juice or sucking on a popsicle for fluids and whatever solids she wants to eat. right now, she's taken more interest in eating string cheese and will even ask for yogurt when she's hungry. if that's all she wants to eat right now, then we'll go with it.
I'm glad that I'm on vacation this next week, so that Keira will have 100% of my love and attention. who cares if the house gets messy or the laundry isn't done, she is what matters right now and that's it. I do have to get our bags packed for our mini vacay up to the Bay Area later this week, but there aren't any other pressing issues besides that. I'm still hopeful that all this will be worth it in the end, and I've received support that it is. it's tough right now, and it sucks to see her so miserable, but there is light at the end of the tunnel.
I guess that means I can't wiggle my nose or click my heals three times and have things magically be okay. darn.
I've wanted to post something like this for a while now. not sure why, but I have.
bottle weaning for this little one IS NOT going to be easy. Last night, for whatever reason, I decided that it was time to stop the middle-of-the-night feedings. there was some sleeping, a lot of crying and screaming and a little girl half sleeping on the bed and half on the floor. but she made it til morning.
despite the obvious being in front of them, some people are just that oblivious.
I'm beginning to enjoy cooking and baking. having a new kitchen and various hardly used appliances helps too.
I'm falling into a routine now, as far as work-home life-everything else goes. as much as working nights kinda sucks, it's not so bad when the work week is over on Thursdays.
I'm eating at night way too much right now. Mike went out to get me some Carl's Jr last night...and they were closed. fail for fries for me, but win for that fatty fatness quotient.
sometimes I want to give this girl away, other times I love her to death. motherhood, right? this girl is also a sponge. she says new words and phrases all the time and we're not sure from where. her latest and greatest, no way!!, heavy, where it go? and pha, which means bad in Vietnamese.
the last word, we do say a lot around here. I wonder why.
been thinking a lot about friends going through life's challenges. I can only hope for strength and healing for them. and to be as supportive as I can be.
I was driving home from work last night and wondered who Keira would be as an older kid. mainly what she would look like with longer hair and what she would be saying.
trying hard not to spend money on things like washi tape or new work pants when things like patio pavers and paint and new sofas need to be bought.
trying not to get caught up in the mess that is work. I just want to go in, do my job and go home. I don't want to be middleman for every stinking little thing that goes on.
some days I think about being a stay-at-home mom, but in reality I know I have to work.
the house will be ready in a few weeks (2 weeks to be exact!). simply cannot wait until we get to move in and live there.
wondering where the heck my camera battery charger is. if I don't find it soon, I won't have a camera.
must be thankful for all that I have, and this life that I have.
so much of what Mike and I do everyday is not just for ourselves, but for Keira. Before we had her, it was all about what we wanted to do or eat or buy. But now, we think first and foremost of her, and how things will affect her life. As much as I didn't want to go back to work, I knew I had to and that it was for the well-being of Keira, Mike and I. As much as I would rather let the house stay a mess, how could we live? so everyday, we chug away and look forward to what lies ahead.
Today could be a good day...or it could be much more than that. If it all works out, we'll have some news to share (and no, its not what you're all assuming). if not, then it wasn't meant to be and we'll move on.
Mike will probably ask why the heck I'm posting this, but I just had to put it down for my own memory's sake.
just a few more pictures from this morning...
I wonder where she got those calves from...dad?!
Mike took Keira to work yesterday for a bit and someone commented on her meaty calves. and Mike said..oh yea? you wanna see her thighs? and his coworker's comment? no wonder she's so sturdy!!
yes baby girl, you can thank your dad for that :)
she's showing a lot of interest in PBS Kids shows like Sesame Street and Sid the Science Kid. Mike was doing some cleaning around the tv and got in her way of watching. so she just curled her head around him. I know it may be too early for her to get so into television, but at least its educational stuff and not reality show garbage. we save that for adult enjoyment :)
alright gotta go change the little rugrat's diaper. Because it smells like she has a surprise waiting for me :)
boy, it sure took me longer than I thought to put this one together. some months I didn't take as many pictures as I should have, and other months I had too many to choose from. if I had more time (and didn't have to work tomorrow), I would've sat and looked through each and every picture we've taken this year. and I got ideas for more 2009 related posts.
I still can't believe that the end of 2009 is here. it's been a great year, with ups and downs, but nothing that we didn't learn and grow from. we went from being a family of two to a family of three, and not only did we mature as parents, but our daughter matured as well.
good bye 2009, hello 2010.
happy new year, y'all.