We took the kids to MGM Studios over the weekend and stayed in a hotel in Orlando with the Teals. As soon as we got to MGM it started POURING rain. I was not surprised since this is our luck. We waited it out a bit and luckily it cleared up enough for us to get over to "The Little Mermaid" show that Makily LOVES. Trishtwo held her for the show and I watched Makily more than I watched the show. I can't tell you how happy it makes me to see her going crazy happy like that. It makes me cry every time. I am a huge sap (and it does not help that CD one was Monday by the way that's code stolen from Michelle for all the ladies). Then we went to "Playhouse Disney". Makily really liked that. Daddy stood her up and helped her some and she watched the majority of the show like that. I was so proud of her. Baby J could have cared less though and was more interested in eating than anything else!
Makily watching Playhouse Disney and TOTALLY ignoring me in the background feeding J.
Makily again watching playhouse Disney (check her hair...Daddy did it :-)
Sunday we spent most of the day at the pool and I have the MASSIVE sunburn on my back to show for it. It is sore and itchy and I am way old enough to know better. I am pretty sure it was the first time Baby J had gone swimming and he really had a good time. He did not like to get out of the floaty though, the water was too cold.
Baby J in the stroller by the pool waiting to go for a dip
Makily loved the water as always. I spent a lot of time floating around with her singing our song (You are my sunshine). She laughed and giggled and made sweet Makily noises. There are moments I have with her that the whole world disappears and it's just me and Makily, I had many of those in the pool on Sunday. :-)
She wore her floppy sun hat and so the sun didn't seem to bother her much. I got a little choked up wondering how much longer I will be able to float around with her like that. She is getting so big. She's 32+ lbs, and while that does not sound too terribly heavy it is when you are carrying a hypotonic child that gives you minimal help. It makes me sad that I can't just pick her up and go anymore. I find myself sweating after a few minutes of carrying her. I know this will only get worse and that really breaks my heart.
GOD PLEASE LET HER LEARN TO WALK.
Both kids got sleepy after swimming for a while and took a little nap
Sunday night we went to Old Town. It was fun. We took Baby J on the carousel and he LOVED IT. I let him ride a horse and I held onto him. He giggled most of the time. I think Makily was tired though because she acted like she would have rather been sleeping.
I have to say that Allen and Baby J have really bonded. I was worried at first that Allen was having second thoughts that first week he was here. He was stand offish and I know it was because he is/was afraid. Now they are like two peas in a pod and they really love each other. It gives me a lump in my throat. Allen carries him around in the sling without a second thought.
I love this picture.
I also go back and forth and back and forth on my opinion on whether or not we will end up with Baby J. One day I will be totally confident and then the next day I find myself saying "what if this or what if that". I am really pushing myself to be realistic and accept that he can be taken away from us. He has been with us almost a month now and he has totally blended into our family. A stranger came up to me in the store the other day and told me how adorable J is and that he has my eyes. I just smiled and said thank you.
I found this poem the other day and the words rang so true for me. Although I do not know how dedicated J's bio mom is to getting him back I do know that deep down she loves him and this touched me deeply.
This is exactly how I feel.
He's Not Mine
I have to remember~~
When he's laying there peacefully asleep next to me,
He's not mine-
She loves him too
When he smiles that smile that makes me fall in love with him more,
He's not mine-
She loves him too
When he gazes at me with those beautiful blue eyes,
He's not mine-
She loves him too
When I hold him tightly in my arms,
He's not mine-
She loves him too
When he lays his weary head on my breast,
He's not mine-
She loves him too
When I whisper "I love you"
He's not mine-
She loves him too
For the moment I'm the lucky one he's with… but, he's not mine.
I know one day soon he'll leave me and go back to her,
and I can only hope that he'll think of me ~~
I know I'll be thinking of him~
No matter how much I love him; no matter
how much I care it won't change the fact ~
He's not mine…
He has a mother who loves him, she loves him enough to try to work her problems out~
She loves him enough to try to get her life straight so it's a safe place for him to be~
And me, I love him enough to take care of him while she's doing that~~ but then I have to love him enough to remember
He's not mine…
I have to love him enough to teach him the things he needs to know at this stage in his life, then let him go…
I have to love him enough to pray each night that he's safe and that I will have made some positive impact on his little life…
I have to love him enough to remember that no matter how much I love and adore him…
He's not mine…
Author Unknown
**Please continue to pray for my neice Delaney. Her blood work today was low again and we are now just awaiting an appointment for her to have a bone marrow biopsy. You can follow what is going on with her at my sister's blog. The link is in my link list to the right.**



