Friday, December 31, 2010

Out with 2010

Out with 2010, the year of the dogs, at least in our house.  In February, we acquired two new puppies, a Jack Russell and a Black Lab.  We named them Dyson and Eureka, our new vacuum cleaners.  Here are the doggie numbers, by best estimate...

  • 20 sippies eaten (I stopped buying them, or it would have been more)
  • 30 unwanted stuffed animals eaten
  • 3 wanted stuffed animals eaten
  • 18,983,002 small plastic toys dismembered
  • 492 piles of doo doo cleaned up by the kids
  • 2 piles cleaned up by me (hey, I told them...Mommy's not cleaning up after the dogs!)
  • 684 puddles of pee cleaned up by the kids
  • 0 puddles of pee cleaned up by me
  • 36 loose dog occurrences, resulting in running all over town shouting vacuum brands
  • 300 lost hours of sleep, all mine.  Yay.  Who knew that a puppy is worse than a newborn?  And now that they sleep in my bed, I'm still losing sleep for them!
  • 15 unwanted lip kisses.  Blech.
  • 293 pounds of leftovers eaten
  • 12 half-eaten pairs of shoes or boots.  They never go after the same victim twice.
  • 1 giant bite out of the car seat liner.  WHY?
  • 7,632 hours of love
Had to do over again...I'd probably do the same exact thing.  And yes, Anthony, you were right.  Labradors are the single most destructive force on the planet.  Their second super power is mesmerizing their owner with their puppy dog eyes, however, which is how they stay alive, I am convinced.

As the year comes to a close, I realize that we have been successful at potty and house training these two.  Kind of.  Well, the potty training is good.  Neither of them will potty inside any more unless WE forget to let them out for a long time.  And if house trained means they live their lives inside with us and outside with us, then we have succeeded.  If it means we can guarantee that anything in this house will not be eaten, then we have failed abysmally. 

And with this post, I bid adieu to the year of the dogs.  We're keeping the dogs, but I am dubbing 2011 the year of ditching the diapers for good!  Yay!!

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

In lieu of a Christmas letter...Reflections on 2010

In the beginning of this year, Brian and I asked God for a theme for the year, and came up with Psalm 46:10...Be still, and know that I am God.  This has been confirmed all year long, as this verse has come up a multitude of times in a variety of ways.  It is, however, much easier to say than to do.  This has indeed been a year of waiting, of being still even in our troubles, and knowing that He is God.  We have not always been good at this waiting, but I believe we are learning.  I hope we are learning.

I have thought a lot about Biblical accounts of people waiting.  There are the Israelites waiting in Egypt.  Waiting for God to deliver them from slavery, while they are greatly persecuted and their baby boys are being killed.  When Moses shows up on the scene, things get even worse!  But they do eventually leave Egypt, with all the loot of the Egyptians, too!  Then there's Joseph, who sat in jail for years for something he didn't do, all because a woman of power lied.  He took on a leadership role there, and was released into true leadership as well, but what of that waiting time?  It sure wasn't fair, and probably not fun either.  And then Israel as they waited during the silent 400 years between the Old and New Testaments...about 20 generations of waiting.  God did come to their (and our!) eternal aide though, in the form of a newborn baby.  Waiting on God seems to be a common theme in the Bible and in our lives too.  There are so many things we do not understand, and yet, maybe we need to stop trying and instead focus on truly being still and knowing that He is God.

Our year this year...

Noah is 10, in 5th grade.  He has grown by leaps and bounds and will soon be taller than me, I'm sure.  He has joined the rotation for the video projection at church and enjoys serving in this way.  He is a lot like Brian, and loves to help anyone with anything.  We are still homeschooling him, and intend to go all the way through 12th grade.  Math and science are his favorites and English is very far down on the list.  He will be starting guitar lessons in the new year, as well as continuing swim and gym.

Nick is 9, in 4th grade.  He goes to a neighboring public school, as that is where his mom lives.  In the beginning of the year, we had a great visitation schedule and enjoyed a decent quantity and quality of time with him.  These past two months, however, his mom has kept him from coming here.  This has been a huge source of anguish for Brian and I and also the other kids.  We are waiting for our court date, where hopefully this will be resolved and we will also get back the time we have lost, though you never really can get time back.  Brian has been as active as he can in Nick's life despite this, however, going to lunch with him one or two days a week, and keeping in contact with his school.

Hannah is 5, and has started kindergarten at home.  She is our princess, our very social butterfly, and we have entered the world of frequent sleepovers.  She especially enjoys Mommy, Auntie, or Grandma time, and can be a most delightful little girl.

Levi is 3.  We have had a very eventful year with him, which started with us trying to find a way to get him to sleep at night.  Since he was about 2, he has been a bear to get to sleep, very often outlasting Brian and I.  His doctor suggested we try melatonin, and he can swallow pills wonderfully now!  The melatonin is working, but we found that even when he was sleeping better at night, we were seeing other disturbing behaviors that were getting worse and not better as he got older.  We have had Levi evaluated through both the school district special education referral program and also the county mental health department.  Both evaluations came up with a preliminary diagnosis of SPD (sensory processing disorder) and mild autism.  We do not have an exact diagnosis yet, but he will be evaluated more closely this coming year for that.  Just knowing that we are not crazy as parents has been a relief, and knowing that there are people who know more than we do about these issues is very helpful.  After trying OT and speech therapies at home, we and the team of evaluators have decided he will do better in a classroom setting.  He will start at an inclusive preschool in Syracuse on January 3rd, and is very excited to get to ride the bus!  We hope that excitement continues, since his bus ride will be at least an hour each way.

Esther is 2, and very much the baby of our family.  We have all loved watching her blossom from baby to toddler this year, and look forward to the growth this next year will bring for her.  She is such a blessing, as are all the kids, and is quieter than all of the other kids.  This quietness is often used for mischief, however, and boy, is she good at that!

For Brian, this year has been somewhat of a relief from medical stuff, as he "only" had one surgery...on his elbow in July.  July also marked 2 years since the accident that changed the course of our lives, and we still don't have a clear direction of the course now.  Brian's femur is still not healed properly and he has a feeling his arm is not either, but we have recently discovered that he has a severe vitamin D deficiency which may be the cause of that.  This adds a new doctor to the list, an endocrinologist, whom he will see in April to hopefully figure out a solution.  Brian spends his days helping with the kids, the house, and a bit with homeschooling.  He has become quite adept at doing the dishes without putting too much weight on his left arm, and I have gladly given that chore over to him.  When he is feeling good (well, as good as it gets...), he likes to tinker on cars and Noah and other family and friends help with the things he cannot do.  Some days he probably does too much, but he is determined to live his life still, and that will to live well is something no one should try to take away from him.

Last December, I decided that now was a good time for me to go back to school, as Brian is done with most of his healing.  I enrolled at Morrisville State University, just 5 minutes from home, and am taking the tougher of the two associate's degrees they offer in accounting.  I had one semester that transferred in, and have finished 24 credits in my two semesters there, with a GPA of 3.95!  It has been a stretching experience, but a very good one.  I have two semesters left for my associate's and then will need to transfer for my bachelor's.  The future prospects for my family and I through this are exciting, but still pretty much unknown.  But what fun would it be if we knew where this crazy journey called life was leading, right? :P

Some of our hopes in 2011...
-to spend more purposeful time as a family
-to be more consistent with family Bible reading and study
-to continue to seek God and go where He wants us to go!

It is our prayer that our friends and family will be blessed beyond measure in the coming year, and that if you don't know the Light of the world, that you would come to know Him!  Jesus is our Rock in this world of shifting sand.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Christmas

This Christmas I have been struck with the reality of our Heavenly Father sending his ONLY Son to earth for us.  He sent Jesus as a helpless baby, and not into a well-off family.  Not into a castle, son of nobility, but a cave, a barn, son of a lowly carpenter.  Not only for people who loved Him, but also for those who would despise and reject Him.  Okay, so I really still can't comprehend that...

These past two months, my stepson's mother has been denying visitation and we have been able to do basically nothing while we wait for our court date in February.  This is the first Christmas we have ever been without him.  We've almost survived it, as the day is almost there, but there are still three more family parties without our Nick.  We have not given him up willingly.  Chances are strong that we will see him again.  And he's only 10 miles away.  He's not our only son either...we have two more. ;)

But really...I just can't comprehend how God could send *us* His Son, but I'm sure glad He did.  Probably the only explanation is that God is love...

Friday, December 10, 2010

For those who are hurting...

Are you hurting this Christmas?  Is there a pain so deep in you that sometimes you can barely breathe?  It could be almost anything causing this pain...the loss of a loved one, lengthy unemployment, a sick child or spouse, a prodigal child, separation from people we love, broken bones that won't heal.  The list goes on and on.  There are infinite number of things that cause pain in this world, and no one is exempt.  If you haven't experienced crushing heartache yet, you just haven't lived long enough. 

We can all ask God a multitude of questions, and I'm sure I'm not alone in doing so.  More often then not, though, answers don't come.  Not real answers.  You know, the kind that would take away this pain.  And yet, we hold on, and we keep going, just one more day.  One more moment at a time.  Sometimes that is all we can do.

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Four hundred years. 

That's how many years are between the Old Testament and New Testament.  What is just a page in the Holy Bible for us was a time of agonizing silence for them, a time where God did not speak revelation to them, a time where darkness seemed to reign and the hope of the Savior seemed to grow dimmer with each day.  I am sure it was difficult, close to impossible, to hold onto their hope that the Chosen One, the Redeemer, would come.

Isaiah said years and years before, "For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. " (Isaiah 9:6)  So where was this child, this Mighty God, this Prince of Peace?  A little late, I would dare say.

But God is never late, is He?  While we are waiting for Him, it seems that He is, but once we can look back, we are always assured that His timing is perfect.  His timing to call your cherished loved one home.  His timing to heal broken bodies (and the healing is not always on this earth!).  His timing to draw the prodigal back home.  His timing to show us the next step on this journey. 

We will never have peace until we realize that God has a better plan than we could ever dream up.  I will never have peace until I submit my will to my loving Father God's.  But, oh, when we allow Him to work, the blessings we will see!  "No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love him!"  (1 Corinthians 12:9)

This Christmas, I am burdened by many struggles of life.  I don't know why God has my family and I where He has us.  I don't know why we are asked (but not really asked...who would accept this??) to walk through these things, and I have friends who are walking through far worse!  But I do know this...the Prince of Peace has COME!  He came to this earth on the very first Christmas, and nothing has ever been the same since.  So while you and I have heartache, pain, and struggles in life, we can rest in the fact that God knows.  Not only does He know, but He has a purpose and a plan in ALL things.

If you are reading this and have experienced the harsh realities of life this year, I pray that you will be abundantly blessed by the Giver of Hope.  I pray that you would be able to set aside the hurt and the tears, at least for long enough to know that even if God is currently silent in your life, He is there, and He loves you.  Rejoice in that!