weird

I'm used to being called weird, crazy, silly, etc. well I'm about to drop a bomb on the weird category to some, others may think its awesome (as I do).

First let me back up by saying that our adoptive child is just as much our child as our biological children are. Just as we are just as much God's children as Jesus is God's son! In light of that I want what is best for all of our children!

So what others may think of as weird I think of as doing what is best for our children. Some people think its weird to homeschool, we think it is what is best for our children so there you go.

Ready, I know you are anxious to know what weird thing I am talking about. Well now I feel like I've built it up too much and the more I think about it, it is not weird to me, it is precious and important in giving the best to our children.

If we do adopt a baby, as my husband desires to do, I won't feel right about giving them formula, if I am able to give them breast milk. If we adopt a 3 month old baby lets say, maybe they already have had formula, so what, I have an awesome pump and I would be happy to try and power pump and take fenugreek to increase my milk and do what I can to give our child the best!

How much would it freak people out if say we adopt a hispanic or black baby and I nursed him/her? Here is the thing, I don't care what the world thinks! Jesus knows my heart and my desire is to simply give the best to all of our children. The best may be formula, but if I am able I would rather it be breast milk, even if it is only for one meal (if that is all I am able to pump).

I don't know what will happen, if we will end up adopting a baby or not, but it is one of the first few things I thought of when Nick mentioned a baby that I would want to somehow give the baby breastmilk so we will see what happens and will keep you posted as we have information. Our homestudy has not been written up yet and we are now going to submit our application with the agency that did our homestudy as well (they deal with babies primarily).....til we know more

this is the hubs with kenni, feeding her my breastmilk, we could see a dejavue....can you tell this man loves babies!

so does big boy (as kenni lovingly calls Tanner). We asked what he prefered and he said a boy at first, when a baby became an option he said he would rather adopt a baby. I said but you can't really play with a baby. Tanner responded with a laugh in his tone "you can play with babies mom, just different playing" -so wise our boy is. I asked kenni the same question though and she said "no baby, big kid" so the house is divided for sure!

waiting.......and some news

404. waiting, adoptive families have said there are great things that happen in the waiting. For me the waiting is so different from a mom who is unable to have biological children. Bottom line, waiting is not easy, but it is a gift.

How can it be a gift? well what do we do in the time spent waiting? We pray! We pray each night for our family (not yet complete) and we pray for our adoptive child(ren) that they would be safe and start healing and that God's hedge of protection would surround them, that they would feel peace and comfort from Him while we are unable to do so. We pray for Kenni and Tan man's hearts to be prepared to be a big brother and sister to this child(ren). That they would be good examples of Christ's love and that they would be ready to share in our family.

My husband prays for our child(ren) and it makes me smile, he never forgets to pray over them even though we don't even know who they are yet.

405. My man who prays diligently and thoughtfully for our family!

Waiting gives us an opportunity to show others our faithfulness in God to provide for our child while we can't. It shows people that we are not worried because that is not of God. It encourages others to be able to wait too.

In other news my hubs is a funny man. I love him so much for his heart! We were at the mall at the end of January and we took the kids to the little play area as we usually do when we visit the mall (not often). We were sitting right beside the changing table in the play area watching Tanner our command man show other children a new game and take charge while his sister took command of herself. She was climbing the wall and saying "see, me" as in (I got up here bymyself).

There was a woman changing her baby probably a 4 month old and when she was done she sat the baby up on the table and the baby bobbled her head while she reached for her toes. I caught my hubby out of the corner of my eye while cheering Kenni on as he was staring at this baby girl. This was our conversation:

Me: "wow you are staring at that baby, what are you thinking?"
Hubs: "What's wrong with having a baby?"
Me: "Are you crazy, who are you talking to?"
Hubs: "Well I do a lot of it anyway, I get up with them and help out a lot!"
Me: "yes you do, but what about when you are at work for the majority of the day?"

Later, I caught him staring again as the daddy to this baby girl was holding her up in the air and bringing her down to blow raspberries on her tummy.... Then my hubby decided that's it we should adopt a baby! He gave me all kinds of reasons and basicaly it boils down to this: my man loves babies! I told him that I would be open to it just like he is being open to adopting siblings.

Holy cow, I really thought we were done with babies, I was done with all that babies entail, we gave away a lot of baby stuff (not that God wouldn't provide whatever we needed to care for a baby). I am just like okay well whatever God wills for us is what I want so I guess we will see what that entails!

handy helper boy working on momm's cabinet