Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Very present help

When MP was a few weeks old and I was still on maternity leave, I was nursing her and watching the local news early one morning.  A segment came on called Kids to Love.  The goal of the organization is to help children in foster care and advocate for them to find adoptive parents.  It's a wonderful goal and wonderful organization.  But to see a child promoted the way potential pets are... well, I had to get a towel to wipe my tears off of MP's head.  Here I had been blessed with this beautiful healthy child - blessed far more than I deserved.  And this precious child on the television was being "marketed" to families.  I will never forget him.  He was a seven year old boy with cerebral palsey.  I wanted to go find him, wherever he was, and bring him home with me.

But it was more than just him.  Something about becoming a mother makes you feel, at least a little, like all children are your children.  Your heart aches for any child that is alone, lost, hurt, sick, or in need.  I began to think about all the children who are suffering throughout the world.  It overwhelmed me.  

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My dad (Huntsville Granddad) and I were recently discussing prayer.  He made a very wise observation: "People have no defense against prayer."  People have all sorts of barriers.  People are defensive.  They are afraid to ask for help.  They are embarrassed by their feelings.  People can resist other people, but not prayer.  

"God takes prayer very seriously.  Why do you think we are told to pray without ceasing?"  

One of my favorite verses about prayer is Hebrews 4:15-16 "For we do not have a High Priest who cannot sympathize with our weakness, but was in all points tested as we are, yet without sin.  Let us therefore come boldly to the throne of grace that we may obtain mercy and grace to help in time of need."

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Instead of feeling overwhelmed and helpless by the thought of sick or hurt children, I have begun praying.  I come across people (or more often, people's blogs) who are asking for prayer.  My friend Valerie just recently posted about a friend of hers whose daughter has been diagnosed with a malignant tumor.  I pray for Ansley Kate.

There are two more children and families I pray for.  I read new blogs every day, and I pray for those families, but these two families have grabbed me.  I know I don't have a large readership, but I want to share these families' lives with you.

I don't know either of these bloggers, but I feel as though I do.  

The first is the Williams Family.  Their first son, Gabe, was born still at 38 weeks.  Just over a month ago, they had their second son, Jonah.  Jonah was born with a skin condition called Epidermolysis bullosa (EB).  This condition causes skin, and some internal tissues like the esophagus,  to blister when rubbed or scratched with even the slightest pressure.  The blisters burst and the skin falls off.  

Jonah's parents consider themselves blessed.  He is a beautiful baby.  Jonah does not have the worst type of EB, which is fatal in infancy.  They have hundreds, if not thousands of people praying for them.  Every day they ask for very specific prayers.  For example, because of Jonah's condition they must remove his bandages, clean and protect the skin, do stretching exercises, and re-bandage him daily. They have to do this for all four limbs.  The process sometimes takes two hours, and Jonah was on morphine at times to tolerate the pain.  They have asked for specific prayers that the bandage change will be less painful.  God has answered their prayer.  Please, visit their blog and pray for this family.

The second baby is Stellan.  When his mother was pregnant with him, doctors told her that he would not survive.  He was diagnosed in utero with several heart problems, including Supraventricular tachycardia (SVT).  Essentially he has an extra electrical pathway in his heart that causes an irregular heartbeat.  It was very fast when he was in utero - above 200.   Despite the dire warnings from doctors, Stellan was born healthy.

A few days ago, Stellan began to have trouble breathing because of a cold.  MckMama (Stellan's mom) took him to the emergency room.  The ER doctor gave him two nebulizer treatments, and the second one sent his heart back into SVT.  He is five months old.  Doctors have now been trying for 9 days to coax his heart back to a normal sinus rhythm.  They are starting to have some luck using a medication that stops his heart.  When I read that in her blog, I started crying.  I can't imagine sitting by my son as a doctor administers medication to stop his heart.  Will you visit their blog and pray for them as well?

Monday, March 30, 2009

Dear MP,



Today you turned nine months old!  You've officially been out in the world as long as you were baking!  That seems like a pretty big accomplishment to me!  You weren't satisfied with just that, though.  You decided to make this a big day.

First, you had your nine month checkup today - no shots.  Yay!  You weighed in at 19 pounds 11 ounces and were 28 inches long.  This dropped you down a bit to the 50th percentile for weight and 75th percentile for height.  The doctor wasn't concerned because you are still "on the curve" and this is "to be expected."  I took his word for it.

You have this habit, that I've mentioned before, of stiffening your entire body and holding your breath.  We'll go days without seeing you do it, and then you may do it several times within an hour.  It seems to be something you do when you get excited or see something new and interesting.  In the course of a few days several people saw you do it and got nervous and asked if your doctor had seen you do it.

He hadn't.

Because I'm a Type A mom, I brought the camcorder with me to our appointment to show him a video of you doing the "stiffening thing."  

He was more impressed by the camera than by your stiffening.  "Oh, is this in HD?  What kind of lens is that?  It's really clear.  Does it have a hard drive?"

The verdict on the stiffening - he isn't concerned because you immediately bounce back to being yourself.  If you had any other weird symptoms he might be worried about seizures.  Thank goodness you don't.

Next Monday you are going to your new daycare class.  When I mentioned that to one of your teachers today, she said "that's right we only have today, Tuesday and..." She choked up.  "I can't talk about that right now."  Of course that made me cry.  Maybe she cries when all babies are promoted, but she is sincerely sad that you won't be in her classroom anymore.  Those ladies love you.

Hmm, what other updates?  Well, you've started eating some "real" food - green beans, real bananas and goldfish.  

Oh, you've sprouted two teeth.  (You can barely see them in the picture above).

Seems like there was something else...

Oh yeah!

Tonight?  Well, tonight you decided to crawl for the first time.  

[please note that papers do not normally litter our floors, but since paper is your favorite thing in the whole world, it was a great motivator to make you crawl]

Mama and Dad are so proud of you.  

Love,
Mama



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Sunday, March 29, 2009

Also for record-keeping

I forgot that I gave blood during the whole health fiasco March 2009.  

Carry on.

Clean bill of health

As required by my 101 in 1001, I got a full physical.  Turns out IAdd Image have slightly elevated cholesterol, although my ratio of good to bad is excellent.  I was told I needed to lose weight (shocker) although I was shocked by how much weight he suggested.

Let's just say that if I lost as much as he suggested, I would weigh what I did in... 6th grade!  

Overall, I got a clean bill of health.

Ok, boring post done!  Here's a baby picture as a reward for reading!

I call this: Uncle B tickles!

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Another Comparison

Below is a picture of one of MP's namesakes - my grandmother. This is a picture of her holding MP the day after she was born.



This is a picture of her holding my Aunt J.


This is a picture of me holding MP.



Until I saw the picture of my grandmother holding my aunt, I didn't realize quite how much alike we were. I think our profiles are very similar, and I now see that our hands are identical. The pictures might not show how similar, but my hands look exactly like hers did.

I believe we are the same age in the bottom two photographs.

Baby pictures





I recently discovered a baby picture of myself that I thought looked a tad like MP.  

First MP.

The me.

Then Dad.

Thoughts?

Monday, March 23, 2009

La traviata

I had the immense pleasure this weekend of seeing my friend debut as Violetta in Verdi's La traviata.  You can read a review here.

First, my best friend (the one who shares my first name) cooked dinner for the three of us on Saturday, and we got to gab.  Susanna was recovering from her performance on Friday and wanted to do something relaxing.  

The second performance was on Sunday.  I got lousy directions from my navigation system (which might have been was user error) and arrived just as the drinking song was beginning.  I stood in the balcony for most of the first Act (my seat was on the floor and I wasn't allowed in).  I snuck up and took a seat during the Aria in which Violetta is trying to decide whether she wants to be free, or give up the life she has built to follow true love.

At the first intermission I headed down to find my seat and managed to fall on my butt.  Grace and beauty, my friends.  Grace and beauty.

I ended up sitting with my friend who shares my name... goodness she needs a blog name.  I blog-tize thee Rose, best friend who shares my name.  

I've seen a few operas before, but this was the first that I really and truly enjoyed.  Part of the enjoyment was to have some clue as to how amazingly difficult a performance it is.  Here's this woman who: a) wears a corset b) is dying of tuberculosis (the character, not her, thankfully) c) who must sing un-amplified loud enough for 2,000 people to hear and d) must express the full range of human emotions through music.  She did all of that without making it once appear difficult.  Not easily done.

I cried when she died.  Really.  I cried when she implored Alfredo to love her. (Amami, Alfredo, quant'io t'amo).

I cried when she came out for a bow because I'm so amazingly proud of her.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

The aftermath

Below is a picture of the sign approximately 45 seconds after MP got her hands/mouth/face on it.

I told you paper was tasty.


Happy Birthday Mammaw!


It's Huntsville Mammaw (my mom)'s birthday!

Happy Birthday!

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Random thought

Dad and I have been so impressed with MP's learning abilities, particularly her new clapping skill.  

Of course, in the big scheme of things, clapping is extremely elementary.

It made me wonder - when humans  accomplish something, like landing on the moon or discovering a "new" sub-atomic particle - does God look at us the way Dad and I look at MP?  

Monday, March 16, 2009

Happy Birthday to Miiii!

Can you guess what I got for my birthday?


I got a navigation system for my car. (Yay. Thanks Dad!)

I also got a Wii Fit. And yes, it is as fun and addictive as "they" say it is. (Yay - thanks Mom & Dad). Seriously. You should go buy one. I am sore today (abs from crunches and legs from lunges). And watching Dad hula-hoop? Well. I can't remember the last time I laughed so hard.

But beware - it weighs you. And then tells you your BMI. And then adjusts the way your Mii looks based on your weight/BMI. And then it points and laughs at you. (just kidding.  Maybe.) Let's just say my Mii looked way cuter before the adjustment.


A picture of MP and me on #28.

Guess what she got me?  

A Tooth!  Well, the beginning of a little nub of a tooth.  But A TOOTH!  I guess she deserves a steak dinner tonight!

Sorry MP, Mommy and Daddy are too cheap to buy you a steak dinner, so they're just going to buy themselves one instead.

Friday, March 13, 2009

Mirror mirror on the wall

What color is the fairest of all?*

Dad and I (mostly Dad) finally finished painting the master bathroom.  We He also hung new light fixtures, towel racks, etc.

Paint was "accidentally" spilled on the carpet, so now I guess we'll just have no choice but to replace with tile.

Before

Before

After

After

After

*Be honest - what would you call the color of the bathroom?  Dad and I have a disagreement over the color.

New trick

MP has been able to clap her feet for some time.  Last night she started imitating us when we clapped.  It's still not perfect, but pretty good, if you ask me.  You're so smart MP!!!


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Thursday, March 12, 2009

Sing joyfully

In my pause, I accomplished a few things on my list, like #73 Sing somewhere other than church.

Around Christmastime I ran into my high school choir director.  She is now the director at a community college in a nearby town, and is working towards completing her PhD in conducting.  She asked if she could call me sometime to sing for her.  I was very honored that she asked me.

She called me up a little over a month ago to let me know she was going to be giving her graduate recital and wondered if my dad and I could join her choir.  She was performing several pieces that broke into eight parts and was concerned about her choir's ability to fill out sound.  We agreed.

But, we were in a little over our head.  We learned and performed sixteen pieces.  I was only familiar with one of the sixteen, and my dad had heard the Mass we sang before.  The pieces were in English, German, Italian, Latin, and French.  It was extremely challenging.

I truly enjoyed the chance to perform again.  I've been in better performances, but considering the time constraints and the level of difficulty of the music, I think we did really well.  And it appears that she is going to pass, so at least we didn't prevent her from getting her degree.  

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Dear MP,




About 10? days ago, you turned eight months old! I look at you now and you look so big to me. You are so long, and increasingly in control of your body. Where did my baby go?  You outgrew your carseat this month.  No more snap out seat!  I have to unbuckle and carry you everywhere we go now!


This month you finally started rolling both ways. You can also put yourself into the sitting position from being on your tummy or your back (although sometimes you get a little stuck).
Your hand-eye coordination is astounding. You hand toys from one hand to the other with ease. You pick up cheerios with your thumb and pointer finger, and safely deposit them in your mouth. If the cheerio starts to drop, you are very good at using your other hand to shovel it back into your mouth. That's really impressive for someone who used to be a squishy baby blob.

Your personality is also blossoming. You love to laugh (as Dad so ably demonstrated with the video). You have several ticklish spots on you, although you have to be in the mood to be tickled. You are intensely curious. You will want to be picked up but then immediately start pushing and swivelling away to try and see what's going on around you.

You aren't mobile yet, in the traditional sense, but you do a pretty good job of moving yourself around. You're ridiculously strong. You really wanted to play with some books on the bookshelf yesterday, and so I stood you up and let you grab onto the books. With one hand you were pulling and touching the books and you managed to hold yourself upright using the other hand.

I'm so excited that this month I have started part-time work.  I am working Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays.  Thursday through Sunday I'm a stay at home mom!  I'll do my best to be as entertaining as daycare.  

I can't wait! 

We found out that you got promoted this month to a new class in daycare.  I went to check it out today but I knew I had to be in the wrong room because it was filled with toddlers.  The teachers assured me it was right classroom.  When did you stop being a baby?

Might as well get used to it - I'm going to be calling you my "baby" when you're going to college.  

If we let you go, of course.

Love you!

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

"Happy" Birthday


The quality of this sign and the picture are, unfortunately, a fairly accurate reflection of Birmingham Grandpa's birthday (last Wednesday).  That birthday included one close family member receiving emergency appendectomy surgery and another very close family member being told they had cancer.  

I'm sure he's had better birthdays.

The picture was taken the day after Grandpa's birthday as we waited in the hospital for the second surgery in two days.  

I doubt he's had better day-after-birthdays, however.  We were so blessed - the second surgery revealed that there was no cancer.  Hallelujah!

So, we now return to our regularly scheduled programming.  

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Pause

I'm going to  take a brief hiatus from the blog.  I will update with MP's eight month letter as soon as possible.  MP, Dad and I are fine, but there are other issues I can't blog about that are going on.  I just don't have it in me to be witty/funny/whatever right now.  

I'll be back!

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Hijacked! Again!

So mom is taking a nap, and MP's Dad (me) decided to post a video to brighten your day.  Enjoy!

-MP's Dad

P.S.  She's obviously getting over her illness.

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