February-
Our precious baby girl also turned TWO! Oh baby baby baby, we love you!
We host and facilitate a life group for young couples with young kids weekly, and we'd launched a new group just the month prior. Thankful for each of them- what a good fit we all make!
Made a trip to OC for Riley's 4th Birthday and had a blast at her Princess and Pirate party
March
Took our first step toward adoption and attended the "If you were Mine" adoption workshop. Although it was still very close to the miscarriage (4 weeks after), I am so glad I went (Jason had to stay home, our family was plagued with the flu that weekend). The knowledge I gained there would help make big decisions in the months to come.
Had lunch with Jason's ex who, oddly enough, lives in Fresno and attends our same church. No pictures of that. ; )
April
Went to hear Beth Moore with Mom. I love Beth Moore. She has had a special place in my heart ever since I did one of her studies in Scotland with the women on our missions team. She is just so very "American," so every week as we sat in Britany's living room, not only did we laugh, cry and remember why we were doing what we were doing, we also had a huge taste of home.
A week after Beth Moore I started attending Compulsive Eaters Anonymous. Extreme? Yes. But very, very needed if you know the extend to which I have rollercoastered all over tarnation with my eating and food. I was just so dang done with food ruling my life. I have lost 45 lbs since that 5th day in April. "Admitting" myself to a group like this has been life-changing!
Alif, my sister's husband, got sick. You can read the first parts of his story here. This would turn all of our lives completely upside down. When I wasn't in the ICU waiting room, I was either in Alif's room with him, sorting out childcare for the Payne kids or my own, catching up on Apple Toddler, making the drive to and from Bakersfield from Fresno, or caring for Caris and Canaan in our home. April and May 2011 for me were so significant I can't even begin to sum them up.
This was on our way out of the Memorial Hospital parking lot. The kids had just seen Alif and Emily one last time before we headed up to Fresno (I think? Now it's getting fuzzy)
Waiting room during Alif's first open-heart surgery. This is the one that even the doctors were skeptical over. Every time the waiting door opened we all strained to see who it was and let out a sigh when it was "no one." We all laughed and tried to pretend this wasn't' the most tense 4 hours ever. And we cried. We laid on the air mattress (which we would later belly laugh over) and cried. Helpless and waiting. I didn't even manage to get everyone who was in the waiting room in that picture. Oh, the sick feeling I get even looking at that waiting room.
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