Friday, May 25, 2007
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
Monday, May 7, 2007
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Easter Bunny
Did you ever know an easter bunny to be so cute? This has GOT to be the CUTEST BUNNY EVER!
Saturday, April 7, 2007
Thursday, April 5, 2007
I appreciate Rob because:
He played with Tommy while I tried to clean up the water in the bathroom.
He doesn't complain about me doing stuff like last night.
He takes care of the junk mail, and pays the bills now.
All the work he's done outside on the landscape!
He gave me some tips on the photo show I did of Tommy.
Photo show!
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
I appreciate Rob because:
The clothes in the living room were put away.
He chatted with me on the phone about a song to go with a photo montage of Tommy.
He told me he would call me back when he had to go.
Yesterday:
He watched Tommy all day, and Tommy had good naps with Daddy.
We have a great time watching our TV Shows together.
Friday, March 30, 2007
Christmas 2006
I just found this photo! It's tommy cute wow he's got lots of curls now! And he's grown so much since Christmas!
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Animal at the zoo
Wish I remember what these little guys were they were quite cute, but also quite the little hole digger!
March 2006 Moma Meetup
I had the chance to meet some of my March Moma friends from pregnancy.org at the FW Zoo last Saturday. We had a great time! From Left to right: me and Tommy, Tricia and Zack, Jana with Brenna and Ella and Ivy and two girls Oldest is Sara.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Elmo's Replacement
We love it despite no smile here...we're too busy concentrating on playing with the doors etc of the new barn!
Monday, March 26, 2007
Tommy's 1st b-day pictures
password is: lydia
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Tri-cycle with Nana
Nana has a tri-cycle for us kiddos to ride, so I rode the tri-cycle, while Nana drove me around the drive way. I had a TON of fun!
Mother of a "Special" Child
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
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."









