Luke has been found and is safely home with his family.
Emily delivered Matthew early Monday morning. He is absolutely beautiful. He is not doing well and we need many prayers for a miracle. It has been so touching to read about all who are praying for him. Emily and John are such wonderful witnesses to being open to life. Emily is the strongest person I know. I've been teary eyed all week and quite restless with a feeling of uselessness. They are so far away and I'm an action type of person. It's hard to sit here and just wait for news. There are pictures on Emily's blog. Go check them out!
But I hear her crying at night when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night and go to hold her hand. She doesn’t know I’m with her to help her understand. But like the sands on the beach that never wash away… I watch over my surviving mom, who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others…a smile of disguise. But through Heaven’s door I see tears flowing from her eyes. My mom tries to cope with death to keep my memory alive. But anyone who knows her knows it is her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom…through Heaven’s open door. I try to tell her that angels protect me forever more. But I know that doesn’t help her or ease the burden she bears. So if you get a chance, go visit her…And show her that you care.
For no matter what she says…no matter what she feels. My surviving mom has a broken heart that time won’t ever heal.
A dear friend is expecting her sixth baby. And, we just cannot wait! It's been over a year since we've welcomed a newborn into our group. Last Saturday, another dear friend and I hosted a baby shower in honor of this sweet little girl who will grace us with her presence soon.
A sample of the invitations I sent out.
My friend, V, made all the food. Doesn't it look delicious? It was! Check out this cake.
The guests had a foot soak upon first arriving with a fruit smoothie to quench their thirst. Then it was on to the face mask.
All in all, a fun, relaxing time was had by all. Can't you tell?
She has been admitted to the hospital. She went in because she didn't feel Matthew move all day. They examined them and he now has hydrops (fluid around his organs/brain) and his heart is extremely erratic. Matthew is not getting enough oxygen. The doctors have suggested an amnio to place heart meds directly into the placenta to try to help him out of his distress but no decision on this has been made. She can't talk on the phone, really, but she or John will try to call when they can.
PLEASE STORM HEAVEN RIGHT NOW. God is outside of time, so pray when you see this.
I've never done this before but I'm inspired by my friend, Sue, to do it.
This is our down time from ballet and coincidentally, piano. I thought that would mean an easier week. I was wrong. Why aren't our summers lazy? Sigh.
A friend and I are hosting a baby shower for a dear friend who is having her 6th. It should be fun as it's a spa party. I have been madly cleaning but it seems neverending. I have too much stuff. And, I've come to realize I'm a horrible housekeeper. I need new routines. I need lists. Too many things slip through the cracks because it's not habit. More specifics later.
I bought a Mac. I can't wait for it to come in. My computer is super slow and it wastes so much of my time. Posting pictures take forever as well as downloading them from my camera. It's en route.
Why do delivery people who need signatures always come in that small window when you are out of the house?
My mind has been working overtime on school plans. Nothing is down on paper yet but my mind is working. I usually fly by the seat of my pants and never have a written plan, but this year I want to. I need to know where I'm headed and where the children need to be at the end of May. We tend to school through summer but this year we've been slacking. I think we all needed the break, but we can't take too long of one because Brother has so much trouble adjusting back.
I ache to hold a newborn in my arms.
My youngest is starting ballet in August. Where did the time go? When Sister started ballet Pumpkin was an infant. And, now...sigh.
Boy, I didn't mean to end on such a low note. I think this helps to get some random thoughts down.
Please pray for a miracle. Emily and husband are headed to the hospital which is about 3 hours away. This will be so hard in many ways. Please pray for Emily, her husband, and their 5 children. May God grant us a miracle.