Every time I feed J he plays with the necklace I wear. More so when he is sleepy. Yesterday after court we went to the mall to take our minds off things. Allen and J went to go to the "video store". When they met back up with Makily, Tara (my niece) and I, J was holding a small box in his hand. With Allen's help J bought me this simple gold cross. Now when I am feeding him he plays with the cross as he slowly drifts to sleep.
I will never take it off and it will always have a special meaning to me.
Here are a few pictures from the last couple of days.
Little J trying to steal Uncle John's hat.
Makily playing patty cake with Tara
Makily snuggling with Uncle John
Giggling with Uncle John
J in the stroller at the mall
This is a video I took in the van yesterday.
J LOVES Peek-A-Boo now and Tara had him laughing so hard.
As for me I am "holding on". I go back and forth on how I feel about everything and I just want to have peace about it. I can't have peace if I don't give it to God and LEAVE IT THERE.
I am trying.
My friend Heather posted this "poem" for me and it rings very true in my situation and MANY situations in my life.
I may add it to my sidebar of my blog.
As children bring their broken toys,
with tears for us to mend,
I brought my broken dreams to God,
because He is my friend.
But then instead of leaving Him
in peace to work alone,
I hung around and tried to help,
with ways that were my own.
At last, I snatched them back again
and cried, "How can you be so slow?"
"My child" He said, "What could I do?
You never did let go."
--Author Unknown
I keep reminding myself that we have been through so much with Makily. We can get through this. I am stronger than I give myself credit for. I just really have to surrender this and let whatever is going to happen....happen. I had a horrible time in the beginning with Makily doing that and I struggle with it now with J.
Please pray for peace in all of this for Allen and I.
I will never take it off and it will always have a special meaning to me.
Here are a few pictures from the last couple of days.
Little J trying to steal Uncle John's hat.
Makily playing patty cake with Tara
Makily snuggling with Uncle John
Giggling with Uncle John
J in the stroller at the mall
This is a video I took in the van yesterday.
J LOVES Peek-A-Boo now and Tara had him laughing so hard.
As for me I am "holding on". I go back and forth on how I feel about everything and I just want to have peace about it. I can't have peace if I don't give it to God and LEAVE IT THERE.
I am trying.
My friend Heather posted this "poem" for me and it rings very true in my situation and MANY situations in my life.
I may add it to my sidebar of my blog.
As children bring their broken toys,
with tears for us to mend,
I brought my broken dreams to God,
because He is my friend.
But then instead of leaving Him
in peace to work alone,
I hung around and tried to help,
with ways that were my own.
At last, I snatched them back again
and cried, "How can you be so slow?"
"My child" He said, "What could I do?
You never did let go."
--Author Unknown
I keep reminding myself that we have been through so much with Makily. We can get through this. I am stronger than I give myself credit for. I just really have to surrender this and let whatever is going to happen....happen. I had a horrible time in the beginning with Makily doing that and I struggle with it now with J.
Please pray for peace in all of this for Allen and I.
4 comments:
tara said...yes! i am in the video...make sure you let uncle john know how many pics he got on your website! lucky! you are in my prayers, i am in the tampa airport at 5am...pray for me that i don't get on the wrong plane.
**Tara I showed him today and he said he is suing me if I don't take them down LOLOLOL He's crazy!
That poem really hit home with me. Thanks for sharing it. I will keep you all in my prayers.
I'm sure this isn't much of a comfort but.....you are not alone! The daughter that we just adopted, had family out of state, that completed everything to adopt her and in the 11th hour, they pulled out and she became ours. I know the agony of waiting.
On the other hand, we had a baby we fostered last year from the time he was born, until he was 9mo old. His grandmother demanded he be moved to her house, she was raising other grandchildren and wanted him as well. We were devestated! Our entire family mourned the loss of him. We found out last week that he was returned to foster care, his g'ma couldn't handle one more! We are fighting the good fight, to bring him back home. I know your pain and frustration. My husband and I ask ourselves ALL of the time WHY do we do this????
To make a difference and grow our family in meantime! Hang in there, I'm praying for you and thinking of your family often!
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