Saturday, May 31, 2008
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
So many stitches for such a little hand!!!
The pin was about 2 inches long!!
Monday, May 26, 2008
Friday, May 23, 2008
We are fundraising to bring our 6th special needs child home by International Adoption. We also have three biological children, bringing our total to 9 children as of this adoption. Our entire family is so excited to be bringing Gia Han home from Vietnam to her forever family. Sadly, several families committed to this child and then backed out due to her special needs. Their loss is our wonderful gain, and this fundraiser will definitely help with our travel and adoption costs.
To enter the raffle, go to our ChipIn button in the right column of this blog. When you click the button, you’ll be taken to a new screen where you can purchase a raffle ticket for $10.
The camera will ship directly to the winner.
ChipIn options: If you would like to buy more than one magic number at a time, simply enter the total $ amount (ie $30 for 3 numbers). Do not worry that the 'quantity' is 1, you will receive a number for every $10 donation. I will email you as quickly as I can afterward with your number(s)!
I have emailed everyone who has donated so far with their number(s). If you have NOT heard from me, PLEASE leave a comment, I want to be sure I don't miss anyone! I am keeping a running list of numbers and donations so if you haven't heard from me, or forget your number, don't worry!
Some incredibly wonderful friends have asked about or posted about our fundraiser on their blogs. THANK YOU :) If you feel led to post about it on YOUR blog we would be very grateful.
I am so excited to have such a great prize to offer, and I look forward to announcing the big winner on July 1st 2008.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Favorite food? Thai
Quirks about you? don't sleep
How would the person who loves you most describe you in ten words or less? Loving, caring wife and mom to 9 kids!! (his words, not mine ;-)
Any regrets in life? Few
Favorite Charity/ Cause? Phillip Hayden Foundation
Favorite Blog recently? From the Trenches of Adoption
Something you can’t get enough of? laughter
Worst job you’ve ever had? babysitter
What job would you pay NOT to have? babysitter
If you could be a fly on the wall, where? Vietnam
Favorite Bible verse right now? Proverbs 3:5-6
Guilty Pleasure? blogging
Got any confessions? nope
If you HAD to spend $1,000 on YOURSELF, how would you spend it? MacBook
Favorite thing about your house? neighborhood
Least favorite thing about your house? carpet
One thing you are bad at? social situations
One thing you’re good at? organization
If you could change something about your circumstances, what? nothing
Who would you like to meet someday? Jesus
What makes you feel sexy? ????
Who is your real life hero? Marissa
What is the hardest part of your job? patience
When are you most relaxed? prayer
What stresses you out? LOL
What can you not live without? noise
Do you agree or disagree with the recent article that reported that blogs are authored by narcissists? didn't read it ;-)
Why do you blog? contact
I am tagging:
New Bloggers: Momma of 3 Boys
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Friday, May 16, 2008
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Friday, May 9, 2008
Apparently *adoptive moms* are Non-Mom Moms according to NBC's Today Show contest!! Hosted by Donny and Marie Osmond.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking,'Can't you see I'm on the phone?'
Obviously not. No one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even stand ing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible.
Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this? Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask,'What time is it?' I'm a satellite guide to answer, 'What number is the Disney Channel?' I'm a car to order, 'Right around 5:30 , please.'
I was certain these were hands that once held books and eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going... she's going... she's gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England... Jan had just gotten back from a fabulous trip,and she was going on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself as I looked down at my out-of-style dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair was pulled up in a clip. I was afraid I could actually smell peanut butter in it.
I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Jan turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, 'I brought you this.' It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: 'To Charlotte, with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees.'
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour -the book. And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work:
--No one can say who built the great cathedrals -we have no record of their names.
--These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished.
--They made great sacrifices and expected no credit.
--The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything.
A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, 'Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it.'
And the workman replied, 'Because God sees.'
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, 'I see you. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become.'
At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder, as one who shows up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on.
The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.
When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, 'My mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for thetable.' That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself.
I just want him to want to come home. Then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add, 'You're gonna love it there.'
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Monday, May 5, 2008
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Friday, May 2, 2008