Homesick

Wow, it’s me… I’m back.   It’s been a long while,  almost two months, but I think I”m ready to start again.    I do want to thank everyone who sent me a kind word about continuing to blog back in the spring.   Back when I wasn’t sure I was going to continue, it was encouraging to know that there were those of you who still enjoyed reading what I had to say, even when I felt that nothing in our lives seemed worthy of blogging about.

Lately I’ve been composing blog posts in my head so I knew that it was time to start writing again, for better or for worse. 🙂

Here’s a quick catch-up on what we’ve been up to… let’s see,

End of June and the last day of school.   I love this pic… Sophia is crying because she was going to miss her teachers and Will is just happy…

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June 28 Erik had a birthday and turned 11 on us.  Here he is all excited about power packs that he received that he wanted to use to power his…

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Raspberry Pi.  It’s Erik’s computer that occupies him for hours and hours.  He ordered more parts for it with his birthday money and was thrilled, as we all were of course. 🙂

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He’s such a neat kid even if he is a computer nerd.  I’m now come to grips with the fact my eleven year old son is smarter that me.  But it’s actually turning out to be quite handy, so I don’t mind.

OK – so moving on.  Summer vacation… we’ve spent lots of lazy mornings at the cottage…

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See how Sophia smiled so sweetly for me and Sarah’s like “Whatever mom”?

And the boys spent lots of nights fishing with Jay &  grandpa at the cottage – and actually catching fish this year… woohoo!!!

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I’ve kept the kids busy this summer working as my ‘minions’… here they are painting a new desk for Erik’s room…

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They did a pretty good job actually.  And we’re even raising a few monarchs again this year, courtesy of our butterfly garden we planted years ago.

This beauty emerged just yesterday…

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This in on top of swimming, riding bikes and playing with friends.  There is never a dull moment.

And then last week we celebrated my birthday.  Sophia asked me if I was turning 24 or 93… I only wish and hahahahaha.   But it was strange, for most of the day I just felt homesick…- homesick for Toronto – where we were living last year.

I spent the day missing the nurses & other friends at Sick Kids that made me smile and laugh as well as listened to me when I needed to talk.   I missed the time I had just to sit and pray and drink coffee.  I missed the Ronald MacDonald House and walking through the hot concrete jungle that is Toronto in the summer.  And I missed my precious baby Ava… and I wished I knew then that I only had a few more weeks here with her on this earth.  And the strange thing about my homesickness is that things weren’t all rosy last year at this time.  Ava was definitely struggling and the chickenpox scandal had gripped the Ronald MacDonald House (someone’s child broke out in chicken pox and they locked down the house for weeks and weeks, so no programs for the kids or dinners) so Jason and the kids were spending a lot of  time away from Toronto and I was alone with our sick baby.    And  it was all very tough.  But like I said, this week I missed it all.. the good and the bad because it meant Ava.  We all miss her so very much.

But Jason and I also still know that it’s still all good and Ava is exactly where she should be.  We are honored that we had the privilege of being her parents for as long we did and in two weeks when we mark the day that she died – August 15th – we know it will be tough, very tough.   But once again we can just marvel at God’s amazing grace and how He was so faithful and brought us through our Ava journey with our hearts broken, but in other ways, still fully intact, resting in His peace and love.

As I was writing this I was thinking about how life really is so fleeting… and this verse came to mind….

Psalm 103: 15 – 18

As for man, his days are like grass;
    he flourishes like a flower of the field;
16 for the wind passes over it, and it is gone,
    and its place knows it no more.
17 But the steadfast love of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting on those who fear him,
    and his righteousness to children’s children,
18 to those who keep his covenant
    and remember to do his commandments.

Ava was our sweet little Birdy, who came and flew away so quickly – but I am so grateful to God for the gift that she was for as long as we had her.

Thank you Lord, and give her a kiss from me.

Amen.

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Where I was…

Lately I’ve been feeling kinda unsettled.  I think because on one hand I’m happy to be home and looking forward to preparing for Christmas with Jason and the kids.  But on the other side, I’m very aware of where we were last year and how we were still waiting for Birdy with the uncertainty of what was going to be ahead.   And I do feel like I want to reconnect with where I was, maybe just to make sense of it all?    So I decided to go back and read my blog from last year.  And I found this post that I wrote a year ago today… and I ended up encouraging myself… isn’t God good?   What I read was such evidence to me of the grace of God that was holding our hearts then, and is still holding us know.  And the best part… a year later I can say that every single word is true.   Having Ava, losing Ava was such an incredible and rewarding thing that we will forever praise God for bringing her into our lives and for the work He did in our lives through the whole process.

So I decided to repost what I wrote, so here it is.   It was entitled “Ruin my Life“….

Oh these crazy followers of Jesus Christ, and the crazy songs that they choose to sing!

Why would anyone sing a song asking God to ruin their life?  Talk about very scary stuff.    And to be honest when we first started singing this song at church I was a little bothered, thinking that I’m not singing that,  I like my life just how I like it, thank-you!

But then we got pregnant with number 5 – that huge surprise.  And we sang the song again at church on that first Sunday after and I cried.  NOT that I was thinking that God was in the process of ruining my life per-see… but that His plans were clearly not my plans.. here’s what we sang…

Woe to me I am unclean
A sinner found in Your presence
I see you seated on Your throne
Exalted, Your Glory surrounds You

And the plans that I have made, fail to compare, when I see your glory…

Ruin my life  – the plans I have made
Ruin desires for my own selfish gain
Destroy the idols that have taken Your place
‘Till its You alone I live for, 
You alone I live for.

Holy Holy is the Lord Almighty 
Holy is the Lord! 

Holy Holy is the Lord Almighty 
Holy is the Lord!   ( Jeff Johnson)

And so it’s kinda become Jason and my theme song through this whole pregnancy situation if you will.    We do now feel in a way like life as we know it has been ruined, I know whatever the outcome of this pregnancy is, we will have been changed forever.   But the amazing part it, we will have been changed for the better.

God is taking hold of our lives.   And even though I cling and I fight and I cry and occasionally think about how my life would look if none of this happened,  I can see that striping all the external stuff away, letting go of all my plans of how I thought things would turn out,  and just focusing on God and doing my best to be obedient and having faith in Him is so incredibly beautiful and rewarding.

There is an amazing sense of peace that God has given me as my time gets closer (thanks for praying everyone!) and I know that any strength I have has come from him.     And we can know for certain that this is His plan and His alone because He has taken such incredible care of us through the past months,  which brings me so much joy because I can know that I don’t have to worry about one minute of one day going forward, He is going before us and will take care of us.

And in this world where the biggest thing seems to be control…where we feel like we always need to be in control…  just know it’s all a sham.  We have so little control.    But don’t despair,   when God starts to move and plans and lives start to be ruined,  it doesn’t have to be negative, just cling to Him and move with him and it can truly be the best thing that ever happened to you.

Amen.

Two Months

It’s two months today since our sweet baby Ava died, which means it’s been two months since we held her and kissed her and said good-bye to her.    And I look back now and I marvel at how God gave us the grace to let Ava go that day.   How we were able to hold her and wait for the end to come without completely breaking down.   God carried us with amazing incredible strength and for that we can look back and praise Him, even in the midst of the pain of that day.

And we still miss Ava so much, and the ache in our hearts hasn’t gone away.   And grief keeps sneaking up on us, where one minute we are fine, and the next minute we are in tears.   I see her pictures and I just want to hold her and kiss her and love her, and then I just hope that when she was with us, I loved her enough.   I know I tried to spend as much time as I could with her the last few months when she was in hospital, but I obviously couldn’t be with her 24 hours a day if I wanted my other kids to remember that they had a mother.  It’s just that now I wish that it had been possible for me to have never left her side.   Although I’m grateful once again for the support of friends, and it helped that one of my friends who is a nurse on 4D kinda scolded me when I  asked if I loved Ava enough when she was there.  🙂  And I do know that when I wasn’t  able to be at the hospital, Ava was receiving a lot of love from the nurses and they were so good to her.    I really do think it’s more of a case of me wanting to give her some love right now (oh what I would give for a cuddle with my baby!) that makes me wish I could have given her more then.   But the reality is that Ava didn’t feel good alot of time and when she didn’t feel good, she didn’t want to be held.  And she slept so much too.  She was just a sick little baby,  who has now left all that behind and is free from her body of death, and is now enjoying the glory of God in heaven.  Praise God.

And it’s kinda sweet, but our little Sophia is the one who tells me that she misses Ava the most.   She’ll look sad and I’ll ask her why, and she will tell me that she misses Ava. Actually for the past week she’s been telling me that she misses 3 things…. the stray cat that was hanging out around our house for a while (and thankfully found a home elsewhere), Ava, and our friend’s dog named Duke who she hasn’t seen in a while.   Sophie makes me smile.

We were really fortunate to be able to spend some time together at the cottage this weekend.  Some friends were there for a bit as well and the weather couldn’t have been nicer if we had ordered it online.

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And yes, Jason was able to borrow the Gator from work and it certainly did alot to enhance Jason and the kid’s enjoyment of the weekend, I’m glad you noticed.

In other news, Erik managed to break his arm almost two weeks ago by falling off the swing… rather inglorious actually as he wasn’t really swinging and in his own words said that he just forgot to jump off.  Oh Erik.    After the fall he was in  a lot of pain that seemed to be getting worse so off to emerg we went.  I was a little worried about going there seeing that it was one of Ava’s favorite spots to hang out, but all it did was managed to feel very familiar.   Now because Erik wasn’t top priority, we had to wait a while and after a few hours Erik didn’t seem to be in much pain anymore and i was kicking myself for running to emerg so quickly because I was starting to think that it was nothing.   But thankfully when the doctor came in she diagnosed a buckle fracture and fitted Erik with a splint.    He’s been great about wearing it and taking on and off himself so it hasn’t been that bad.  But it’s our first broken bone and I hope it’s our last!

William also distinguished himself last week by coming in 5th place in our school district’s semi-final Cross Country meet.  Jason and I were very proud and were also glad that all his running around inside our house has finally paid off.  Next week he is off to the finals and I’m already nervous for him, but he’s a pretty good sport and I know he’ll be happy whatever place he comes in.

So life isn’t slowing down for us.  But even though it’s been two months since we lost Ava,  praise God He is holding on to our hearts and we are doing OK.   We miss her like crazy, but we are doing OK.

So thankful

Well I’m sitting here thankful for quite a few things.  First off, for all the support and love that people have sent our way through emails and comments on our blogs the last couple of days… you guys are making me weep (in good ways) – and reminding us over and over that God has not forgotten about us, He’s still laying Ava and our family on your hearts – and even your little one’s hearts –  and so even today when I don’t seem to have much hope in hearing good news tomorrow, we know that God still cares and is being so faithful.

And the verses that you guys are sending!!!  Love them!   Here is one that a friend sent… with her note

Romans 15: 13 May the God who gives hope fill you with great joy.
                               May you have perfect peace as you trust in him.
May the power of the Holy Spirit fill you with hope.
(this is from the NIV bible for young readers…so simple isn’t it?)

It is simple, so simple, but exactly right and just what we need right now,  joy, perfect peace and hope…. all free gifts of God to those who believe in Him and call on His name.  We are so blessed by God even in this crazy situation.

So yes, the situation.   Ava’s echo tomorrow is going to be a sedated echo, so she will be NPO (nothing passes orally) starting from 4:00 am to get her ready for sedation for 9:00.  It is going to be a very thorough echo, they are going to leave no blood vessel unscanned as they seek to discern whether or not Ava’s heart function has improved at all.

As the doctor on rounds said today, if her heart function looks better, we will redo the cath.  If it’s not better, or if it is worse then….  He just stopped talking.  He didn’t need to continue, we both knew what he meant.  It means we need to think about transplant.

But that is still tomorrow’s worries, so I won’t borrow trouble.

I am thankful that my mom could come down and spend a night with me and spend time with Ava.   I’m grateful that the Ronald MacDonald House got us an apartment and that my mom could help me move in and that Jason and the kids will join me shortly.   And I’m grateful that we have such good care at Sick Kids and that Ava’s cardiologists, both in London and Toronto are very caring and compassionate.

And I’m thankful that Ava is doing so well and had a good day and that even though we are in room with sick children we still can laugh and joke with the other moms and nurses and have good days.

And I’m grateful that Jason is doing an amazing job at home with the kids and that friends and family are helping so he doesn’t have to do it all on his own.

But please please, keep praying!  Your prayers are strengthening our faith and God’s power is evident, and whatever comes tomorrow, we know that God will see us through.

Amen!!

Admitted

Just wanted to do a quick post to let you know that Ava was admitted to hospital here in London once again last night.  We had a nice little visit with our friends in the ER Monday night as Ava seems to be struggling with her fluid balance and had started to cough more like she had caught another bug.  Our cardiologist saw her and at that point gave me the option of staying in case she got worse, but I opted for the taking her home and watching her like a hawk.  But then yesterday at dinner time I wasn’t happy about her work of breathing and rapid heart-rate.  Together they made her tremble and it was rather disconcerting.   My neighbour Sheila and Jason both agreed she didn’t look right – so after talking with Toronto again, well… here we are.

And it looks like we will be here another 24 hours at least until her nasal swab comes back and tells us what bug this is – probably the same one that Sarah had last week.  I always do try to teach my kids to share!!   But Ava dealing with a virus and a healthy child dealing with a virus are clearly two different ball games.

My sweet sick little Birdy, I feel so bad for her because everything seems to hurt her and she is so ultra-sensitive. I console myself by remembering she won’t remember any of this.

And once again, even in this little blip, there is a lot to be thankful for.   For starters, my friend Rachel who gave up two evenings to sit with Ava and I in the ER – I so so appreciated that.   And I’m thankful for the amazing dr’s and nurses who take Ava very seriously and provide her with such amazing care.   And I’m thankful that I can abandon Jason at dinner-time with 4 hungry children to feed two times in a row and it’s absolutely no problem.  And God is so good.   Sometimes this journey is over-whelming and I just want to sit and have a good cry because I don’t know what the future holds.  But then I remember that I don’t have to know – God has that part all figured out already.  I just have to trust him – every day – with everything –  and He gladly grants me His peace and grace in exchange for my fears.    And I’m accepting both grace and peace today.  Just like my favourite verse says…

Phil 4:6&7 Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything with prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.  And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Even when your baby is sick and admitted.

Amen

Ruin my life

Oh these crazy followers of Jesus Christ, and the crazy songs that they choose to sing!

Why would anyone sing a song asking God to ruin their life?  Talk about very scary stuff.    And to be honest when we first started singing this song at church I was a little bothered, thinking that I’m not singing that,  I like my life just how I like it, thank-you!

But then we got pregnant with number 5 – that huge surprise.  And we sang the song again at church on that first Sunday after and I cried.  NOT that I was thinking that God was in the process of ruining my life per-see… but that His plans were clearly not my plans.. here’s what we sang…

Woe to me I am unclean
A sinner found in Your presence
I see you seated on Your throne
Exalted, Your Glory surrounds You

And the plans that I have made, fail to compare, when I see your glory…

Ruin my life  – the plans I have made
Ruin desires for my own selfish gain
Destroy the idols that have taken Your place
‘Till its You alone I live for, 
You alone I live for.

Holy Holy is the Lord Almighty 
Holy is the Lord! 

Holy Holy is the Lord Almighty 
Holy is the Lord!   ( Jeff Johnson)

And so it’s kinda become Jason and my theme song through this whole pregnancy situation if you will.    We do now feel in a way like life as we know it has been ruined, I know whatever the outcome of this pregnancy is, we will have been changed forever.   But the amazing part it, we will have been changed for the better.

God is taking hold of our lives.   And even though I cling and I fight and I cry and occasionally think about how my life would look if none of this happened,  I can see that striping all the external stuff away, letting go of all my plans of how I thought things would turn out,  and just focusing on God and doing my best to be obedient and having faith in Him is so incredibly beautiful and rewarding.

There is an amazing sense of peace that God has given me as my time gets closer (thanks for praying everyone!) and I know that any strength I have has come from him.     And we can know for certain that this is His plan and His alone because He has taken such incredible care of us through the past months,  which brings me so much joy because I can know that I don’t have to worry about one minute of one day going forward, He is going before us and will take care of us.

And in this world where the biggest thing seems to be control…where we feel like we always need to be in control…  just know it’s all a sham.  We have so little control.    But don’t despair,   when God starts to move and plans and lives start to be ruined,  it doesn’t have to be negative, just cling to Him and move with him and it can truly be the best thing that ever happened to you.

Amen.

Staying in the present…

The present.  The present is actually a very nice place,  with a baby still snug and safe inside me, some beautiful sunny September days and family and friends to enjoy it all with.

Here is where I am trying to stay.

The future is rather scary and it actually makes me very upset when I think about it.   And really, it makes sense because God’s grace and peace aren’t in the future yet…   they are right here, right now guarding my heart and my mind.   And so here is where I will stay!  (Or at least try my best)

The warm weather that we had last week brought about another bloom on my hibiscus, such a nice September gift.   I love flowers…

The kids were still enjoying the pool last week, un-deterred by the cool water. (Jason and I actually went for a crazy quick dip last night even though it was only 72 degrees…. brrrrr…)

And we also had another butterfly hatch…

Now I’ll also be honest and confess that the present is also full of kids complaining they have to go to school and we’re already back into scrambling to get out the door in the morning so we don’t miss the bus – even though I was sure this year would be different.

It’s also got a house that needs to be de-cluttered and laundry that never seems to be caught up and an endless to-do list.

But these things are just a part of life and I like this life… and I kinda wish I could stay in this present forever!

Peace

So thinking of yesterday,  I just have to wonder, if a day in February can be that nice, what on earth will March be like?    Will we be at the beach?  Getting out our summer clothes?  Or maybe March will finally be the month that the jet stream wavers and allows that arctic air to finally come down to us?  (Ok yes, my nerdy self looked up why it’s been so warm and found a great explanation here.)

Never in my life (that I can remember) have I enjoyed a February day so sunny and so devoid of snow that it really felt like spring.   To enjoy the weather yesterday, the kids and I walked to the high school track near our house so the kids could run around and we could try to fly a kite Erik made.   The kite didn’t fly, it almost maimed me,  and we didn’t stay as long as we could have, but it was certainly nice to be outside.   And it was super great to give William the opportunity to run around the track a few times to try to burn some beans off – as if that is ever possible.

And the kids were able to play outside again today with Jay and that was great because I got in a nice Sunday afternoon nap and everyone knows there is no better nap than a Sunday afternoon nap.  And when I woke up it was so peaceful and quiet with the kids outside… heavenly. 🙂   And that’s cool because I’ve been thinking about peace all week.

The reason I’ve been thinking about peace is because our pastor Norm preached a wonderful sermon last week on how as Christian’s our identity is in Christ.   That means we are to put on Christ’s character (Colossians 3:14-17) and we are to let the peace of Christ rule in us.   He had explained earlier that we put on Christ’s character like we put on clothes, things like compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.   Then love comes along and binds these things all together like a big belt.

But peace, peace is to rule in our hearts.     Hmmm, now take for example my heart on a daily basis.  There are a few things that bother me  such as when things don’t happen when I want them to happen.   My typical response would be frustration,  but if Christ’s peace is ruling in me,  then I can rest in that, knowing that I can wait for His perfect timing for things to happen.

Then there are people who are not doing things that I want them to be doing (like children haha).   And again, rather than getting angry with them,  I can rest in God’s peace and give all these things to Him realizing that  I am not in control of other people in my life (even though I probably should be in control of my kids!) and I have to sit back and let Him do His will in their lives.

Then there are the trips by air-plane to think about (I hate flying!) and test results to come back from dr’s which could lead to fear, but rather I think I will choose peace… see how this works?

“And how does God’s peace rule?”  you ask?   Well God’s peace is defined by Matthew Henry as an umpire residing in our hearts who decides matters for us.  As I pointed out, my earthy self would often choose anger, frustration, impatience or fear, but when I choose God’s peace, it means I can trust in Him and allow Him to work it all out forget all those negative things and relax!  Yahoo for peace!  🙂

So the weather is good, it might turn bad, it might do whatever crazy thing it’s going to do.  Things might not happen when I want.  I might do wrong to someone, they might do wrong to me.   The plane might lose an engine while flying ((ACK!!!! and more on that later) or the dr’s office might have some crazy news on why I’ve been attempting to cough up a lung since November, but in all of this, thanks be to God’s incredible mercy towards me and His free gift of love, I can have peace!

And that my friends is more incredibly amazing then the weather we have been having, wouldn’t you agree?

My thoughts are with those…

who are picking up the pieces after Sunday’s tornado that ripped through Goderich and Ben Miller.  We were packing up at the cottage just 30 minutes north of Goderich at the time it happened, but obviously knew nothing about it until an hour later when on our way home we were stopped at a police road-block and had to turn around.    The officer was helpful with directions and said that there had been a tornado… which completely shocked us as although there had been storms earlier in the day, it was bright and sunny by then.    And even on the out-skirts of town we  saw trees with limbs ripped off, a huge solar panel shredded and debris everywhere and then we found out that it had hit Ben Miller too..   a tiny little town with a beautiful Inn that we normally drive through on our way too and from the cottage.    Trees were down blocking the road,  roofs were ripped off and I was grateful that our timing hadn’t been off.     The first information we received on what had happened came from  101.7 Fm and on their website you can see pictures of the destruction… praise God there was only one fatality.

It does make you stop and think about how one minute everything is fine, and the next minute everything can change and in this case clearly not for the better.   I am thankful every day that I can trust completely in God my Saviour,  I know that I am in his hands, my children are in his hands,  and the Bible is clear He is all-powerful and nothing can happen to me that He has not allowed.     If  He does allow times of suffering, I know that they will be used for His glory, even when I can’t see it.   And again,  He teaches me not to be anxious…  in Philippians 4:6&7  he says, “do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God, and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus”.

And isn’t that what we all want… peace in the eye of the storm?  So my thoughts and prayers are with those whose lives were turned upside down,   and in my heart I ‘m thankful that tornado’s or sunny skies, God is in control.

In peace I will sleep…

The last few days I can’t really get my mind off of what’s going on in Japan.  With it’s devastation and human suffering, it makes me realize that our lives truly are fleeting (Psalm 39:4) and that we just don’t have as much control over our surroundings as we would like to think that we do.  It’s crazy isn’t it?  We like to feel ‘in control’ and hate the feeling about being ‘out of control’, but how much is really in our control?  I think it’s probably not very much.   

So of course I’ve been praying for the people of Japan and especially praying that their nuclear issues would be resolved… that does NOT sound like fun.   I’ve been reading so much about it that I now know more about  nuclear fission than I ever thought I would, not that I understand it.  I guess should get Erik to read it and then explain it to me.

But back to being ‘out of control’ – thing like natural disasters and things going wrong that could kill us like nuclear plants melting down can all lead to fear and I am no stranger to fear.   Jason laughs at me for being scared about everything, but it’s just the brain that I was born with.  I have a good imagination and I just can imagine all the things that could go wrong or the things that could hurt my kids.  

Praise the Lord though, I know how to deal with my fears… it’s found here in my favourite verses Philippians 4:6-7…   “Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. 7And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus..”  So basically a simple exchange of  trading fear for peace,  sounds like a plan to me.    And I am proof that it works.   Am I a basket case of worry? NO.  Would I be without God? YES.  Not to say that I never worry, or that my worry doesn’t get the best of me sometimes, I just know what to do with it.

Kids of course have their own set of fears and I had a little William here last night who couldn’t get to sleep last night because he was afraid of the abominable snow man from Rudolf the Red Nose Reindeer –  a movie that he saw at Christmas time….say WHAT?  I guess no one says fears need to be rational.   So I sang him this  verse, Psalm 4:8 which was put to song by Steve Green, ” In peace I will both lie down and sleep;  for you alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety.”  It is such a reassurance to me that since safety is from the Lord I (and my kids) can sleep without fear.  Again, it doesn’t mean that bad things won’t happen, but when they do, I know that God has allowed them, they are from His hand and He alone will get me through.

So there are my deep thoughts on peace… here is someone who is literally sleeping in peace…

She was up last night with another bout of the stomach flu.  Although I have found out that she is a swallower… after throwing up the first time, she never actually brought up again, because she worked very hard to swallow it back down again.   I just don’t know what to say about that.   It’s probably not a good thing, but it did save me from more laundry, so again, not really sure where I stand on that.

I hope that we didn’t get this little guy sick yesterday. 

My cousin Janine came for a visit yesterday with her two beautiful children.  This little guy is 6 months and SOOO cute and little daughter Erin is very sweet, but was tired at the end of the visit and really didn’t want her picture taken… but I snatched this one.  She played so well with the kids the whole time she was here, I was really impressed.

Well as I’m hoping and praying that the nuclear reactors will be contained in Japan, I’m also praying that it was just a one person flu-bug this time and it won’t make the rest of my little ducklings here sick, one pukey baby is definitely enough!