Monday, September 26, 2011


Ask me what peace is and I will tell you
Peace is the Steady Beat hiding behind the whooshing sounds 
Peace is Faith beyond what the tests reveal
Peace is found in prayers full of tears 
Peace is the sound of that first squealing cry
Peace is in healing and heading home
Peace is Hope at each small twitch of little feet
Peace is the feeling of you in my arms for the first time
Peace is that sweet baby smell I can never seem to get enough of
Peace is the power of seeing you stand
Peace is the blessing of watching you grow
Peace is what I feel holding you tonight, 
one year later
Peace is a toddler who rests deeply
unaware of the tears that glisten in sun-bleached hair
who still (barely) fits in my lap.
Happy Birthday Buddy! 

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

10 month stats:

  •  Sits unsupported
  • good eater
  • the talker and squealer
  •  Best Sleeper
  • Best solid food eater
  • most teeth
  • Most Naughty
  • slides on his belly from place to place
  • pulls up on tiptoes

Super Babies!

With the powers to drool, poop and be cute!

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Confessions and ponderings...

I have to admit, lately I have been pretty down. So much so that by the weekends it is very easy for me to sit around all day and read or watch movies. I have been dabbling into some crafty things lately such as knitting and scrap-booking, but it is hard to get the motivation to do much else on my own. It was nice this weekend to have lunch with my aunt and to have my former co-worker's baby spend the night it kept me up and about while still allowing me to relax a bit after a hectic work week.

I am also a bit discouraged with my future goals lately, for both internal and external reasons.  I am cautiously testing the water before I jump in. Playing it safe is where I am comfortable, but there is a certain bit of discomfort with hesitation.
It is hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel when you are peeking around the edge with one eye closed.

It is hard to have the courage to jump in and run through the tunnel, when it seems like so many stones are blocking the entrance.

I am struggling distant with my faith lately. I know and feel that God is near but we are having a silent time.

I know I have been called to serve the Lord by serving babies, children and mamas. I know that I will someday "catch" babies, return to an orphanage to work with the babies and young pregnant women that are living there, I know that someday I will attend a court hearing that will declare a child mine, I know that someday I will give back a child that is not "mine" to keep, I know that someday I will try to carry a child in my own womb.

I know that I am ok right now with where I am and with what I am doing. I know that the day to day is temporary and that I need to stop checking off the days as done and enjoy them more, because time moves so fast. In a blink of an eye 10 years pass. In 17 months I will have spent a quarter of a century earth-side. As someone once said, "Don't count the days, make the day's count" I am trying.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Life in triplet form...

rub a dub dub

3 monkey's in the tub! 

Now that they are getting sturdier, I attempted to bathe them all at once. I have bathed infant twins together before, and 3-4 siblings together before, but this was a first for me to do triplets in the big tub together. It was great! they are so much happier to not be left in the baby jail while I bathe them one at a time and they are able to play longer as I am not switching out babies. 

The tips and tricks:
  1. I gather diapers, powder, lotion and clothes and pile them up in the bathroom.
  2. I lay a towel on the bath rug 
  3. Run the water and put one baby bath sponge thingy for Diva to sit on and put the Bumbos in the bath (don't hate, I know that they are not approved bath seats but the boys need a bit more support, I only have one bath sponge thing, and the Bumbos can't really float away  or tip due to the small amount of water I use and the fact that the tub is full of babies.I am never more than 2 inches from the tub.
  4. All the babies get in and splash while i scrub
  5. I pull the plug, take Diva out first as she is loose in the tub and lay her on the towel, throw a diaper on and lotion her up and dress, flowed by W.W and then Monkey, as WW is very wiggly and can get out of the bumbo with some effort and Monkey is content to sit still. 
  6. I herd the crawlers out of the bathroom and carry Monkey back to baby jail so I can clean up. 
Way less stressful than having 2 of them scream while I bathe them one at a time! 


Tuesday was a great day... and it all went downhill from there! Little stinkers!

Tuesday, September 06, 2011


pool party

 Diva and Wiggles enjoyed the last hot days of summer with a pool party.
Monkey refused to play in the water and sat nearby in a bumbo.
"Come on Monkey!"