Thursday, March 17, 2011

Baby cousin

Kyle, Tressa and Tenley welcomed their newest addition on March 14, 2010. Kamden Derek is healthy, beautiful and exactly the answer to so many prayers. Ayla was soooo very excited to meet him. After holding him for a few minutes though, she quickly decided he was kind of boring. I on the other hand, could have held that sweet bundle all day!

Congrats to Kyle, Tressa and Tenley!

Monday, March 14, 2011

Good ole' Henry Doorly

We had amazing weather this weekend, upwards of 60* We took full advantage of that and headed out to the zoo. There isn't anything better than unleashing kids in the fresh air, we all needed it!
Ayla and Dailon petting a parrot The kiddos in the jungle
Sea Turtle!!








He wasn't completely sure that this gorilla wasn't going to come to life and grab him!








Caleb claimed he needed to "rest my legs for awhile" He's so stinkin cute!


Watching a baby gorilla play


Petting goats


When Cady finally warmed up to the goats, she thought they were pretty cool.

Dailon too



It's crazy because here in Omaha, The HDZ is almost a way of life....but the kids had never been. When I asked Dailon if he wanted to go to the zoo he asked what a zoo was!? They had such a good time and it's so fun to experience these firsts with them.













Friday, March 4, 2011

Bath night

In the winter months, our kiddos get baths every other night rather than every night. Last week, it just so happened that Darren was on call and sleeping at the hospital on one of our bath nights. Of course, when we had all 4 kids, I was never alone with them until they went to sleep. We had a community behavior worker who stayed through the boys bedtime On this particular night, there happened to be a social worker here as well...you know, following me around with a clipboard while I attempted to keep our rowdy bunch tame.
The CBW stayed in the living room and played with the boys while I bathed the girls. When I finished their bath, I took Chary out first. Ayla is safe to stay in the tub for a few minutes while I lotion/comb/pj Chary. After I had Chary dressed, I picked up her towel and toiletries. As I walked into the bathroom to get Ayla out of the tub, I am greeted with this sight..... She actually stood up and exclaimed "CHEESE!" when I walked back in with the camera. She had been sitting chest deep in the water. Needless to say, we dried off AGAIN, lotioned AGAIN, jammied AGAIN all the while she was screaming, rolling around and kicking because she wanted to be back in the "baff". I really wonder what the social worker was writing on her clipboard that night...

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Hard day...

Today was hard. Bad news - Aision left. He may actually be back on Monday and Tuesday but everything is still up in the air as of yet. My mind knows that this is good for him, his only chance , really. My heart hurts, I miss him. I wish he could be here. Good news - he will be living with his teacher from his therapy/school. He is already well bonded with her and she definitely knows him. This will not be a huge traumatic move into another home he doesn't know. I thank God for that.
Moving to his teacher's home came up very suddenly. She was here last weekend and I commented on how bonded he was to her and how encouraging it was to see their relationship. She said that she'd love to have him and even thought of it previously but wasn't licensed for foster care. Weeeeell, that doesn't really matter much in Nebraska. They're doing what is called a "child specific placement" in which she doesn't have to be licensed but does need some background checks/home study etc. I don't think she'll be okayed until Wednesday(which is why we may have him back on Mon/Tues). He is at her home for the weekend right now, under respite care.
I wish there was a way to explain how all of this feels. It sounds crazy(even to me) that you can fall completely in love with children who aren't even yours...in a week or a month. It's only been one month. Sigh.
Things feel empty here but ironically, things are normal. We can function with the kids we have in our home. We can go to stores, even restaurants. We don't have a community worker in our home assisting us with what should be basics....dinner/bath/bedtime. I got my hair done and brows waxed today! I was starting to look like a man, really.
And yet, I miss him. When I tucked the kids in tonight, I thought about the smell of his sweet soft curls and how when he's tired and laying down, he's the cutest, sweetest boy ever. I know this is what he needs. It's what is in HIS best interest. It's what is in his siblings best interest. And still, I feel sad...and guilty. Like I failed him in some way.
I took some pics of the kids tonight...Ayla and Dailon get along so well. They're adorable together. They also pick on each other, fight over toys and tattle all.day.long. They are most definitely comfortable in their brother/sister relationship.
This one is blurry because Chariyana wouldn't sit, even for 10 seconds. You get the idea though.
Please pray for Aezy, and for us too. I hope and pray that he gets what he needs and is able to grow, develop and build relationships and trust. I pray that he stabilizes and becomes safe, both to himself and others. I pray that Dailon especially, does okay without his big brother. He's never been without him, despite all they've been through.


Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Ayla girl

Ayla's sitting at the table cutting construction paper and drops a piece on the floor. "Oh Damn!" is her response. I spoke up and said "Ayla, that isn't a nice word. You aren't allowed to say that'" She replies, "Don't worry Mom, I meant the dam that holds water." Nice.
One night as she was getting tucked into bed, she starts flopping around and insisting that she should sleep in our bed. Why?? Because apparently her bed has bed bugs and ours does not. She could "feel" them biting her and making her legs itch. She slept in her own bed.
Yesterday Ayla casually walked up to me and announced "Well, I guess I won't be able to go to school today." She holds out her finger and says "I hurt my finger, I should stay home" She went to school.
I have no idea what we're going to do with her.

Monday, February 14, 2011

What Valentine's Day looks like at our house...

Flowers from Darren...for me Ayla

and Chariyana

Lots of cards, from aunts and uncles, mommies daddies, grandmas and grandpas.



The cutest Valentine I'ver EVER gotten from our beautiful God daughter, Alivia



Matching Valentine outfits for sisters


Hugs
Smiling babies

Beaming big sisters

and a moment of "real life". This would be Ayla on scooter, Chariyana falling off her bike into the mud and fella across the street drinking dirty water. Epic fail. Happy Valentine's Day though!


By the way, the boys are at school, they have cute little matching Vday shirts too. I'll have to get pictures tonight.
The kids got LOTS of Valentines this year. With gmas and gpas, aunts and uncles and everyone else....we ended up with so many cards, stickers, books, toys and way too much candy. Thank you everyone, for loving us all!








I love...

I love my husband. I love him in a best friend kind of way....we can talk about anything, laugh about everything, pray together, cry together, be together. I love him in a romantic kind of way. I love who I want to to be for him, because of him. I love that I can see all the way into his heart, that he allows me that deep. I love what he has to offer the world....and that he sees this as nothing more than ordinary. He is extraordinary. That's what I mean when I say I love my husband.
I love my daughter. I love her in a girly kind of way....laughing about nothing, pedicures just because, hair curlers, way too much lip gloss, princesses, fairies and lemonade stands. I love her in an admiration kind of way, the capacity she has to love people, it's unbelievable. She has such a fairness about her, a concern for others...she is so wise beyond her years. She is truly respectable, at four. I love her in a learning kind of way. What she teaches me is more than anyone has...more than books, teachers, professors. I see God in her. I am bursting with pride because of her. That's what I mean when I say I love my daughter.
I love our foster kids. I love them in a learning, growing, changing, becoming kind of way. I love what they have brought to our family. I love that they needed us, but that we needed them more. I love that they are attaching to us and that they offer hugs and kisses without hesitation. I love that my heart has quadrupled in size because of them. That's what I mean when I say I love our foster kids.
Happy Valentine's Day