-The Oldies spent 2 weeks on an RV trip out west with my parents, and they had the most wonderful time. It was such a joy watching the 4 of them share this special adventure while creating memories to last a lifetime. My only request was for them to take a lot of photos. They have now managed to narrow the photos that they took down to 894! What can I say...they are obedient.
-Earlier this spring, I enrolled Andrew and Olivia in an advanced swim class with the most wonderful swim teacher. I am happy to report that their swimming skills improved exponentially last week. Jax and I also participated in a Mom/Tot class, and it didn't go as expected. My only child who has loved water from birth suddenly developed a strong fear of the water and screamed at the top of his very large lungs every day for the entire 30 minute lesson. I was "that" parent, and he was most definitely "that" child. Like any good mother, on Thursday I enrolled him for this week. The weekend was spent dreading a repeat version of the torture, but to my surprise (and to the surprise of everyone at the pool) he jumped in the water, flipped over, and started floating on his back independently. Everyone joked that Jax must have a less cooperative twin who attended class last week. I can laugh about it now, but it was awful and exhausting.
-Olivia is attending AHG camp this week and loving every minute of it in spite of the humid hot St Louis weather. By the end of the week, she will have earned 3 badges to add to the 10 that she is already sporting on her uniform. I can't even begin to express how thankful I am for the women who are using this ministry to love and shape my Olivia.
-If you have seen Andrew lately, you would probably agree that he has without a doubt grown a few feet. We are noticing that his voice is starting to change too. With that said, he is an absolute joy despite his continuous activity in the pantry. He has several basketball camps on the calendar this summer as well as a few football camps. I have surrendered to the pressure. His natural talent on the football field can no longer be denied or ignored. Pray for me.
-Jaxson absolutely loves having 3 day time playmates. He can more often than not be found in his dress up box, playing with his Paw Patrol pups, or battling villains with his super hero figures. I am trying to foster a love for coloring and fine motor activities, but unfortunately I am failing at this task. However, he is enrolled in preschool 2 days a week starting in late August.
-Skipper had his knee surgery 7 long weeks ago. He is doing great physically, but he has become extremely emotionally dependent.
-The birthmother that we are matched with is now 37 weeks and 3 days which is over 3 weeks longer than she has carried any of her other children. Reaching this point is a true miracle! We still have the same hurdles to jump before Caleb will be ours, but we are confident that God has a plan for this birthmother, Caleb, and our family. Honestly, I am exhausted and anxious, but trying to focus on being obedient to God's quiet voice. This is the path that he has for our family, and my prayer is that we can walk it with unimaginable love, grace, and faith. Jaxson walked by the nursery this morning and excitedly proclaimed, "Daddy, we are getting a baby today!" Who knows? We could be getting a baby today!
-I have made a number of hard personal decisions the past few months. I have let go of several relationships. People change. Ideas change. Priorities change. There have been moments of grief, but I am thankful for the beauty that has come out of my decisions. God has placed a number of new women in my life who share my convictions, passions, and interests. I am simply amazed at how God allows complete strangers' paths to cross in order for true relationships to form. I have spent months praying, reflecting, creating lists, and getting back to the simple. I have spent far too much time letting the past dictate my future. I have never been more sure of who I am in Christ. My husband thinks I am beautiful. My children feel loved and treasured. I am honoring my parents. I am doing my very best to love my neighbor as myself. Surrendering my selfish ways to Christ multiple times a day has become a priority. I am enough. That is enough.
-Last night, Scott managed to finish hanging the porch swing that my grandfather built many years ago. Many childhood hours were spent contemplating life while swinging on this very swing. Our house is officially a home. Not just any home...my home.
-We have a thief. He wears a black mask. He sneaks into our garage at night and takes random things of interest. His name starts with "Rac" and ends with "coon". Country living isn't for the scared.
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