June, 2008

If you were wondering about what that light was, I have the answer: It was a train. A train in the form of urine, feces, a child who figured out the child safty latch on the cleaning cabinet (must deal with that ASAP), a bottle of Lysol, toys & floor covered in Lysol, a good number of tears (mostly mine), and a few swear words. Yeah, it was a bad train. All I can say is a certain little girl will be wearing diapers until I have the patience to deal with her again, and that will be a very long time.

We had a wonderful morning at a local park playground. It was a crazy cool playground. Brand new and very fun. The kids just loved it. There was even a sand area that made you think you were at the beach and a small creek with ducks. Best of all, this was a meeting of our local Guatemalan adoption group. It was nice to see so many little ones like Evan running all around. On top of that, we met a family interested in adopting from Ethiopia! Good day all around!

at the end of the potty training tunnel!  Oh, please, PLEASE, don't be a train!!!

Miriam kept her panties dry all morning with three pee pees in the potty!!  To be fair, this was the result of Momma putting her on the potty every hour to hour and a half, BUT in the past that never worked. ALSO, she asked to sit on the potty and 5 minutes later we had our first EVER poop in the potty!! WOOOHOOOOOOOOO!! Oh, please let this keep up!! 

This morning I got the kids their morning cup of juice... they only get one cup of juice a day.  They weren't drinking as much as usual, but I didn't really think about it.  At breakfast, Miriam started complaining about it and saying "It burns!" I told her it wasn't hot but she kept insisting it "burns".  So I took the cup and smelled it.  Yeah, smelled a bit off, so I took a drink. UUUUHHHH!  Good.

As I mentioned in this post, I've always been drawn to natural births.  So I guess it's not a surprise I loved this movie/ documentary.  I highly 

Miriam saw a rake the other day.  Not remembering what it was called she came up with a new name: leaf fighter.  Love it!

Miriam sobbing: "My brain hurts!! My brain hurts!" while rubbing her knee.

While Evan was getting a much needed diaper change, Miriam kept rubbing a pen cap in his hair which upset him.  Momma asked her to stop.  Miriam replied, "I have to color Evan's hair!"

Yesterday we attended a church pool party with both kids.  It is the first time Miriam had been in a real pool that she could remember.

Seriously, I think our local office has nothing better to do then to see what issues they can cause families! We filled everything in Feb to renew our I-171H and FIANLLY today we get a letter from them. BUT, of course, it could not be the new I-171H. Oh, no, of course not! They want more info. On what you ask?

I dare you to read this blog and not be affected. Jen Lemen Powerful writer... powerful stories. You are warned.

I am a nurse. I have been a labor & delivery nurse... I have seen hundreds (thousands?) of births. They are all different, all special, all moving on a certain level. But I find that I struggle to "get into" the births hidden inside the whirling medical world of elective c-sections, epidurals, and doctor-focused care. The births that move me, inspire me, fill me with awe are those where the woman knows she has wrestled with God and, walking on the very edge of the abyss, she has won another life to join the ranks of the human race.

I have a new song: (sung to the tune of "If You're Happy and You Know It")

Oh I wish I could kill a mosquito
Oh I wish I could kill a mosquito
For their a bitty and a bitey over everybody's hidy
Oh I wish I could kill a mosquito