Today was a busy day, we started running out the door at 8:30am to Swim lessons (for Tommy), after swim lessons we went home dropped off William and Micah with daddy and Tommy and I went to the library to pick up some books, as we try to read some books at nap and bed time each day. Rob fed William a bottle and got poop all over himself while I was gone. I had nursed Micah before leaving for the library. After the library we came home Rob left for work, we read all our books, and lay down for a nap. After much fighting Tommy finally collapsed on the floor next to his bed for his nap.
While he slept William and I met with ECI, I pumped, she showed me some neck exercises for him as he still has tendencies to the right side, and we also discussed other exercises I can do with him. She fed him a bottle for me as Micah had just awoken to eat again, and I nursed him. He ate 4 oz in about 15 minutes and quickly passed out again. William slept through most of the visit, and Micah talked and cooed away begging for attention which he wasn't lacking in.
After the ECI visit Micah nursed some more, and then Tommy awoke from his nap with a poopy diaper. We cleaned up and ran out the door about 10 min late to our 3:30 chiro appointment. After our appointment we ran home to get shoes and clothes for soccer practice and headed out the door for soccer practice, on the way we stopped at Chick-fil-a for some dinner, and a quick play on the play ground, then we headed in the direction of soccer practice, sense we were running a little early I called someone more familiar with Wylie to ask where a park would be located close to our practice location. We played at the park for close to an hour, while Tommy played and ran all over the equipment I nursed one child, and then bottled the other. After playing on the playground we headed over to the soccer fields. I pumped in the parking lot on the way, and changed clothes.
I played a little soccer and the babies lay happily in the stroller, and carseat, while Tommy played next to the field with some of the other older kids. At the first water break William was hungry and dirty again so I changed him several times and fed him a bottle, he then lay on a blanket while I was able to play some more. Then tommy came over to me hugging my legs asking me to "pick you up" ie pick me up. So at this time everybody was about to pack up and go home so we did too. At 8:30 we were headed home. We arrived home cleaned out the car, took a bath, had a snack, and lay in bed about 9:40 for some stories. Then I nursed Micah while Rob gave William a bottle, and both babies passed out on the couch with Rob and I. I will then pick up the house, wash diapers, wash bottles and head to bed myself.
Mother of a "Special" Child
When I was young, I'd often say,
I'd like to be a mom someday
While playing with my baby doll,
I thought that job's not hard at all
I'd have a baby, maybe two,
a girl in pink...a boy in blue
Well I grew up and sure enough,
I'm now a mom and gosh it's tough
The baby that was sent to me,
was born with disabilities
At first I'm frightened through and through,
there's much to learn to care for you
This wasn't in my plans at all,
when I was young and played with dolls
Your mind and body were so weak,
you might not ever walk or speak
So much special care required,
I'm often scared and often tired
As months and years go slowly by,
I smile a lot but sometimes cry
To watch you grow and not complain,
though you endure your share of pain
Oh, how I'd hold you and I'd pray,
that you'd be healed and whole someday
But I knew that was not to be,
not physically or mentally
And so I taught you best I could,
your progress wasn't very good
But then one day I realized,
as I gazed into your loving eyes
That I had learned so much from you,
determination...courage too
A love so unconditional,
it floods my soul and always will
I'm proud to say I gave you birth,
for you're an angel here on earth.
God Choose a mother for a "Special" child
Most women becaome mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressure and a couple by habit.
This year nearly 100,000 women will become mothers of handicapped children. Did you ever wonder how mothers of handicapped children are chosen?
Somehow I visualize God hovering over earth selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As He observes, He instructs His angels to make notes in a giant ledger.
"Armstrong, Beth; son. Patron saint...give her Gerard. He's used to profanity."
"Forrest, Marjotie; daughter. Patron saint, Cecelia."
"Rutledge, Carrie; twins. Patron saint, Matthew."
Finally He passes a name to an angel and smiles, "Give her a handicapped child."
The angel is curious. "Why this one God? She's so happy."
"Exactly," smiles God, "Could I give a handicapped child to a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel."
"But she has patience?" asked the angel.
"I don't want her to have to much patience or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wears off, she'll handle it."
"I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I'm going to give her has his own world. She has to make her live in her world and that's not going to be easy."
"But, Lord, I don't think she even believes in you." God smiles, "No matter, I can fix that. This one is perfect - she has just enough selfishness." The angel gasps - "selfishness? is that a virtue?"
God nods. "If she can't separate herself from the child occasionally, she'll never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less perfect. She doesn't realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a 'spoken word'. She will never consider a 'step' ordinary. When her child says 'Momma' for the first time, she will be present at a miracle, and will know it!"
"I will permit her to see clearly the things I see...ignorance, cruelty, prejudice....and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life, because she is doing My work as surely as if she is here by My side".
And what about her Patron saint? asked the angel, his pen poised in mid-air.
God smiles, "A mirror will suffice."
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Whew. I'm going to go take an extra multi-vitamin for you today. I hope you and your husband had a relaxing Father's Day.
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