Dear Wednesday,
You are here and I'm not sure what to think about that. You are the middle. The middle of a big week. Of friends and family. Of politics mingled with religion.
Things I would like you to bring next time around.
1. The ability of my baby to sit still long enough for me to get both the diaper and the pants back on before he squirms out of control. Or faster reflexes on my part.
2. A pair of pants that are not covered in drool and/or snot up to just past the knees.
3. All the leaves on the ground so they can be raked up once and for all.
4. World peace.
5. An extra bag of pretzel M&Ms cause the one I have might not last through the week.
6. Time with my husband. Real time.
7. A somewhat back to "normal" schedule for Ben that we can all live with.
8. A return of brotherly kindness despite the politics of the day.
It's not much to ask really... when you think about it. Well maybe the world peace thing, but wouldn't it be nice?
Don't get me wrong, you have been kind today as well. I love friends and muffins and real talk. I love the sunshine and the weather that still allows for walks. A vacuumed floor that may last all the way till 5 pm. A new print hanging on my wall. Excitement about this coming Girl's Weekend. And there are still enough M&Ms to last through the day and tomorrow.
Until next week...
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
It's About...
Last Saturday I forced my husband to watch "What To Expect When You're Expecting" with me. Good man right! Right.
As I watched I couldn't help but relate to some of the women in the movie. I laughed, I cried. I spent a good deal of time caught between the two. All those feelings came flooding back, the hope, the despair, the discouragement. The getting pregnant at last and instead of that happy "glow" that is such a perk, hurting all over and being nauseated and big and bloated and miserable. Ya know, normal.
But the one that got me the absolute most was the couple that adopted, Holly and Alex. They had tried everything. They had sunk their 401K into rounds of IVF (in vitro fertlization). They simply could not have a child on their own. It ate at her. At one point in the movie she says that she feels like a failure. It's her body that isn't doing what it's supposed to be doing. It's her fault that they can't have a child. She can't even do what every woman is supposed to be able to do. Those of you who have struggled know exactly what that's like. Exactly.
At the end they were able to adopt a child from Ethiopia. I cried like a baby. Cried. I'm actually getting all emotional right now! Nothing got me like that. A family trying to hard to be a family but unable to do it on their own. They needed someone else. Someone willing to give them a child.
Adoption sometimes gets a bad name. People get scared about baggage that may or may not be there. Grandparents don't want to "give up" their grandchild even if their own child is still... a child. I never quite knew what I felt about adoption until we were faced with it. Until it became an option for hope for us. For our family that could not be a family without someone else.
"But Lora, you have a child of your own, what are you talking about?" Well, you're right. I do have a child of my own. A miracle child. An IVF one time shot miracle baby. We were the lucky couple who had it work on the first try. I'm pretty sure that's the first time that the odds have actually been in our favor. But what about the future? What about more children? What about those that the odds didn't work out for? The arms that have tried everything but cannot get rid of the feeling of emptiness. The arms that long to hold a child. To care for and raise a child. To make their family complete.
Meet Brandon, Kristen, and Zachary.
You can find their blog here: http://brandonkristin.blogspot.com/
If you know of anyone anywhere that might be interested in taking a look their way for whatever reason, please pass it along. Blessings come in several different ways. Blessings for Brandon and Kristen, blessings for the special person who can help them be complete.
At the end of it all, it really is about Love.
As I watched I couldn't help but relate to some of the women in the movie. I laughed, I cried. I spent a good deal of time caught between the two. All those feelings came flooding back, the hope, the despair, the discouragement. The getting pregnant at last and instead of that happy "glow" that is such a perk, hurting all over and being nauseated and big and bloated and miserable. Ya know, normal.
But the one that got me the absolute most was the couple that adopted, Holly and Alex. They had tried everything. They had sunk their 401K into rounds of IVF (in vitro fertlization). They simply could not have a child on their own. It ate at her. At one point in the movie she says that she feels like a failure. It's her body that isn't doing what it's supposed to be doing. It's her fault that they can't have a child. She can't even do what every woman is supposed to be able to do. Those of you who have struggled know exactly what that's like. Exactly.
At the end they were able to adopt a child from Ethiopia. I cried like a baby. Cried. I'm actually getting all emotional right now! Nothing got me like that. A family trying to hard to be a family but unable to do it on their own. They needed someone else. Someone willing to give them a child.
Adoption sometimes gets a bad name. People get scared about baggage that may or may not be there. Grandparents don't want to "give up" their grandchild even if their own child is still... a child. I never quite knew what I felt about adoption until we were faced with it. Until it became an option for hope for us. For our family that could not be a family without someone else.
"But Lora, you have a child of your own, what are you talking about?" Well, you're right. I do have a child of my own. A miracle child. An IVF one time shot miracle baby. We were the lucky couple who had it work on the first try. I'm pretty sure that's the first time that the odds have actually been in our favor. But what about the future? What about more children? What about those that the odds didn't work out for? The arms that have tried everything but cannot get rid of the feeling of emptiness. The arms that long to hold a child. To care for and raise a child. To make their family complete.
Meet Brandon, Kristen, and Zachary.
Zachary was adopted and I'm not sure if it's possible for someone to love a child more. They are absolutely amazing together. All of them. But, they don't feel like their family is complete yet. They want a brother or sister for Zachary. They want another special little person in their home, one they can't bring there themselves. A year has gone by since this picture was taken and they are still waiting, searching, hoping, and praying
So here's my plug for them. You can find their adoption profile here: https://www.itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/24865357/ourMessage.jsfYou can find their blog here: http://brandonkristin.blogspot.com/
If you know of anyone anywhere that might be interested in taking a look their way for whatever reason, please pass it along. Blessings come in several different ways. Blessings for Brandon and Kristen, blessings for the special person who can help them be complete.
At the end of it all, it really is about Love.
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