It's not that I haven't meant to, it's just that every opportunity I've had the chance, I've instead chosen to sleep, collapse on the couch with a bowl of cereal and netflix, sit and stare at an empty wall, etc.
It hasn't been that the words to this post haven't been floating around in my head, it's just the clarity of mind I've needed to actually put together a post that makes any semblance of sense to any one else, isn't usually available after bedtime.
Things have been so amazingly good.
Like really, really, really GOOD.
It seems like Vienna has always been with us. She is such a laid back baby and is usually content just watching the action that's always going on around her. She smiles, coos, and giggles at her siblings. She never complains about Emma constantly wiping her face, giving her slobbery open mouth kisses, or even sitting on her when she's in her bouncer (we're working on putting a stop to the last one). She is SO loved and adored!!
Now that Summer is officially upon us and school is out, we are trying to find our new routines. I'm trying to figure out how to manage therapies, appointments, house work, and phone calls while at the same time ENJOYING my 5 greatest blessings.
It's so easy to just want to "get through" our busy days.
I've really been trying to challenge myself to seek out and create meaningful moments in the chaos of this crazy Summer.
When your sanity seems to be hanging in the balance, it's so tempting to want to wish away the hard season of caring for multiple littles.
I live in a small house that is always echoing with the audacious laughter of preschool boys. It's completely normal to hear the pounding of little feet running on creaky wood floors and a wheelchair being raced around the kitchen/dining room loop while the child in the wheelchair screams with half delight and half terror that at any moment he'll crash into a wall.
There is usually at least one child screaming or crying at any given point of my day.
I spend a ridiculous amount of time trying to get kids to put away their toys, wear socks in their shoes, and drink out of any cup that isn't the beloved "pink kitty cup" (which is actually a bear, but I've learned to choose my battles ;)
I'm stressed out from fighting Medicaid and a school system that might not have my child's best interest in mind.
Sometimes I feel like I need a room with padded white walls to just go and have a moment of silence to decompress. Heck, I would settle for an uninterrupted trip to the bathroom...
It's crazy... like... all. the. time.
It's easy to let the stress, the never ending to do list, the medical bills, the fear of the future, and just the constant noise, get to you.
One day when I was still big and pregnant with Vienna, I was taking a quick (the only kind when you have little ones) shower, trying not to let the fact that Emma was unraveling a whole roll of toilet paper and the boys were having world war 3 outside the locked door, bother me, but it wasn't working. I was overwhelmed with worry of what having 5 kids would mean for us and felt like I would never have a normal life ever again.
It's just too loud and crazy God... I feel like it's too much... I can't hear You anymore and I can't do this without You.
That's when God spoke directly to my heart... Life will always be loud Natalie. You have to learn to praise me in the noise before you can ever hear me in the quiet.
I can't explain it, but that epiphany (or whatever you want to call it) was a game changer for me.
Since then I've tried to not be constantly trying to change my circumstances. I'm trying to remind myself I don't need to quiet the noise, and instead I've been seeking God's still small voice in the chaos.
I've learned that even if everything feels like it's falling apart and is going crazy around you, you can still find peace and joy in the refuge of Christ.
We've probably all heard the saying, "Don't miss the forest for the trees". This saying is meant to encourage you to not lose sight of the bigger picture, but I've been thinking of it backwards lately.
I believe that when we follow God's will for our lives, a lot of times, He'll lead us into some really huge, scary forests, they may even seem pretty dark and lonely at times.
I'm realizing that the crazy forest I find myself in, is made up of some really beautiful trees.
I cherish the moments when my heart stops to take a deep breath, when my sleep deprived eyes focus for a moment and I can see the beauty that God is making with our crazy mess; the trees that are sprouting redemption and beauty everyday!
"They will be called Oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of his splendor."
Now for a long overdue update on our crew...
Ivan graduated from Kindergarten last week. It was an emotional day for this mama and his teachers as he will be going to a different school next year and leaving behind the school I grew to love and trust. He was so loved there! At every one of the meetings we had to discuss him, every one went around the table and said what a "joy" he is. How he lights up every room he enters, genuinely loves others, and works so hard to learn new things. I cried tears of joy after every visit to his school because I am so humbled to be this kiddos mama. To know that if we wouldn't of adopted him 2 1/2 years ago he likely would not be alive today and here he is inspiring others and spreading the joy God has given him, on a daily basis...
There are no words...
Ivan means "gracious gift" and that is exactly what this child is.
I don't know what the future holds for Ivan and that's really scary at times, but if God taught me anything by sending Ivan to school this past year, it's that God loves this boy more than I ever could and He has an amazing plan for his life.
This kid turned 4 in April!! Having my first baby turn 4 while at the same time having a newborn definitely reminded me how quickly life goes by. Sometimes when I'm holding Vienna I see Landon's expressions in her face and I can barely take the beauty and relentlessness of passing time. Oh Landon, how can the sweetest heart, strongest will, and the most hilarious personality all be wrapped up into one little body? All I can say is, thank you Lord and God help us all haha
I have so much to say about this little one, who first brought some pink into our home of all blue. We can hardly think of milestones fast enough for this girl. She's now cruising up and down the stairs, taking steps with support, and walking alongside furniture all on her own. It wont surprise me if she's walking by the end of Summer. She'll be attending preschool next year with Gresham which is crazy when I remember where she was at just 10 months ago, when we brought her and Gresh home. She was a baby in every way except her age, but now she is looking and acting like the toddler she should be. She brings so much spunk and laughter into our lives.
No doubt she will continue to astound us and spread joy wherever she goes!!
Then there's my little Gresh. This kid keeps us on our toes, for sure! In less than 7 days he bent a bone in his arm (fell off his bunk bed) and had surgery to correct his droopy right eye lid. He looked pretty rough, but he didn't miss a beat.
|All smiles before surgery|
|The night after surgery we couldn't keep him from racing around with the new scooters grandpa got them. On your mark...|
|Get set... and there's Landon cheating... typical haha|
|Last week of school. Gresham really enjoyed going to preschool and is excited to go again next year. He will be in kindergarten with Landon the following year which they are both really excited about.|
It has been a tough road, but this little boy has experienced so much healing. The transformation of his heart, mind, and life has been incredible to watch.
God is so good!! We are so grateful for our Gresham.
Lastly, our precious little bundle of joy.
The biggest shock and greatest surprise of our life!
My sweet Vienna Faith, I spent so many months filled with you and filled with so much anxiety about what life would be like with you. I feel so silly now for fearing you. You are a little piece of Heaven in this crazy season of life we're in. When everything is overwhelming, I close my bedroom door and escape in your smell, the sound of your breathing, the curve of your little nose, the soft perfection of your skin. I am reminded of God's goodness and unconditional love when you reach up to touch my face.
These moments feel too holy sometimes.
You are a miracle.
On really hard days, I find myself telling you that "I will do better with you." I joke with your daddy that "at least we haven't messed you up yet.", but I'm only partly joking. I want so badly to never let you down. I never want you to lose the look of complete contentment and adoration you have when our eyes lock. Sometimes I catch myself raising my voice at your brothers, when I realize that you are right there, I hope to myself that you didn't notice. I never want to disappoint you my love and yet I know that I must.
I know you will grow and take all the natural steps towards independence. I know I must disappoint you and remind you that the world does not indeed revolve around you (although right now, I love that a piece of our little world does). You are my baby, you will always be my baby, but I will make mistakes with you. I will raise my voice when I shouldn't. I will let things go when I should be firm. I'll walk away when I should stay and make things right and I'll stay and say things I will regret when I should walk away. I will discipline when I should give grace, and I will unknowingly put conditions on my love when that isn't what Love is at all.
I will drop the ball with you as well my child. I hate that inevitable truth, but there's one thing I'm certain of. I can not love you perfectly, but I can point you to the One who is the perfect embodiment of Love. I cannot give you everything you will want in Life, but I will do whatever I can to make sure you know the Giver of Life. Yes, I will make mistakes, but I pray you never doubt my love for you and that you always know Who loves you more.
You were His before you were mine and I promise I'll do my best to trust Him with you every day of your life.
|Vienna Faith 3 months old.|