Daycare: The First Day vs. The Last Day!

The state of the crazy world brought this day a lot earlier than we had planned. On the plus side Camp Grandma is open and ready for play! 

In January of 2018 we moved to Camp and Adah started attending Retana Care each day. Courtney and I were friends in school and this was the only place I could imagine sending my child when we moved back to AC! There are no words to say to thank someoneel for loving your child like their own!

What Adah has learned:

* No biting! This was one of our first big hurtles. And I was mortified and had no clue what to do with a biter. But Courtney was patient and loved and coached her through it.

* How to go to the same place every day and not get bored. Before this Adah went somewhere different every day.

*How to be nice and share. This is still a work in progress but she has come leaps and bounds while being at Courtney's.

*How to have multiple friends.

*How to insert herself into group play that has already started.

*How to eat what everyone else is eating, or at least mostly!

*How to interact with babies and children younger than her.

*How to not be the center of everyone's attention.

*How to stay quiet at nap time even if you aren't sleepy.

*Adah became potty trained in this time with Courtney. 

There are so many more lessons and things that Courtney reinforced for us on a daily basis. It is such a blessing as a parent to send your child somewhere so you can work and know that they are not just being watched but loved and nurtured.

We will forever be grateful for Courtney and her family for loving our stubborn amd sweet Adah Grace!

From barely 2 to 4! Adah's first day and today when we said goodbye! Thank you Miss Courtney!

See a Victory!

At the beginning of this Lenten season I decided I wanted to write more and use songs to do it. I did this for almost a week and then got really sick. Since then it has been hard to get back to doing any of the things I had planned to devote myself to. 

  

Then the whole world went into chaos with this pandemic. Now we are supposed to stay home and distance ourselves and we should have a healthy fear in our hearts so we don't touch our faces. 

Well this past week or two has been a pure nightmare for many. Toilet paper is a hot commodity, medical personnel can't get the protective supplies they need, famous people have even died from this, birthdays are lonely, and you can't go visit anyone! It would be so easy to sit inside on social media and fill my heart with fear and sorrow. I could focus on the jobs that are lost and the freedom that seems to be stolen. 

But today was none of that. And tonight this song was the first one that played while I washed the mud from my feet.

See a Victory has the most perfect words for today. "I am gonna worship my way through this battle. You take what the enemy meant for evil and turn it for good!"

Enemy: churches are closed! 

God: let's worship online! (This morning I worshipped online with people 3 times my age all the way down to a 3 year old!)

People that have been scared of technology are now using it in bold ways to meet with those they love!

Enemy: you must stay home!

God: here is some sunshine, go play! 

Enemy: you must stay 6 feet away from everyone so you don't get sick.

God: you have a 4 year old!

Enemy: You can't go anywhere! And you live in a tiny little cabin!

God: You live at camp!

We live in an incredible time. We can see people without leaving our house. We can shop online. And we can be entertained, educated, and work from home. We live in a high speed, instant kind of world and we were all just given the gift of slowing down. So take a deep breath, follow the directions of the CDC, and accept this gift of a slower pace. Go outside, get muddy, play hard, do the things you never have time to, read, catch up on your shows, be crafty, make food...whatever it is the fuels you. Worship, pray, sing, & dance! Don't let the enemy win! Use this time for good!

Where Two or More are Gathered....

Growing up in Children's Church my grandmother always quoted the scripture "Where two or more are gathered in my name, there I will be also." Matthew 18:20.

I woke up this morning thinking about this scripture. Grandma has been gone now for 3 months and she still has this ability to speak wisdom into my life. This week it seems as if our whole world has exploded into chaos. Going to the store is not suggested and you can't find anything you need anyway, people are working from home and all gatherings of ten or more have been cancelled across the country. There has been a lot on social media from news, to panic, memes, blatant meanness, and scripture...you name it someone has reacted in that way.

As the world is freaking out about toilet paper, and hunkering down, separating from everyone....It would be so incredibly easy to live in fear. This really reminds me of the days after 9/11 and the days after we went to war on terror. And other times in history where our need to control our world actually creates insane chaos.

I don't know if it is living and working at a Church Camp that has completely calmed spirit over the years, maturity, or my ever growing walk with Christ. But I have complete peace in all of this until I am completely alone. I am asthmatic, so there is a piece of me that is nervous in this virus pandemic. It could be really bad for me. Yesterday I enjoyed the quietness of camp as it was it empty and enjoyed the peaceful moments of motherhood. But once she was asleep and I was alone....I got nervous. I was riding my exercise bike and wheezing....and my brain immediately went to what if this is the virus. Not to the fact that it is spring and I have never been able to breath as things bloom. So this morning when I woke....a little clearer minded. I heard in my heart, "where two or more are gathered."

As a kid I always wondered what happens when you're alone....does God not join you when you are by yourself? How rude!!! When I am alone that is when I need the presence of God the most. Hey God, what is up with this verse in the Bible?! What about all of these people who are quarantined alone right now...you're just gonna leave them to their own devises?

Obviously when I am alone, my very powerful mind takes over! So in this internal conversation this morning, the response was again, "Where two or more are gathered!" And then it hit....I'm not alone when I ask the Spirit to be with me. I automatically then went to Grandma's and my favorite poem...the footprints poem. When there is only one set of footprints that is when God carries us. Oof....talk about conviction first thing in the morning!

I'm not alone when I ride my bike in the evening, I'm not alone when I can't go to the store, I'm not alone when the internet and the news run rampant. I'm not alone, unless I want to be. I can push the Spirit away. I can refuse to let the Spirit control my thoughts and desires. I can choose to be vulnerable, scared, and lonely. Or I can choose to let the Spirit in, and let God be in my thoughts, and my moments, and my days.

Toilet paper may be a scarce commodity right now, and your loved ones may be miles away. But God is only as far away as you want Him to be. If you are feeling isolated and abandoned, you're doing the pushing...not the other way around! Your mind is the most powerful tool you have, use it wisely.

"For where two or more are gathered, in My name, there I will be also!" - Jesus

Day 7: Even If

As I have spent time thinking about the purpose behind this daily song blog and what it is I want to share, I have come up with some criteria for the daily song. It must meet one or more of these.

1. At some point during the it has caught my attention and I can't quit thinking about.

2. It is a new song by someone I have never heard of and it speaks to me.

3. It applies to something in my life today.

4. It is a significant song from some part of my life.

The first one is probably the hardest and that is where the first few songs came from.  But today I land with #4, a song that is significant to a specific time of my life.

In 2017, on Easter morning my dad was taken by ambulance and was bleeding internally and they couldn't figure out where. In the midst of the other turmoil in my life, my father came close to death a couple times and was in the hospital for almost 6 weeks. This song hit the radio during this time. And I remember be struck to tears because I knew in my heart at any moment God could answer my prayer and heal my father and return him to teaching and being Grandpa. I also knew that God could choose not to, or He could heal my father and take him home with Him. 

Just like I knew that He could give my husband a job, heal my broken heart, make my child sleep at night, and make my budget work. God could do all the things I asked and He could choose not to. 

This season was so intense. My finances were as low as my father's hemoglobin and much like we couldn't find where he was bleeding we couldn't find a second source income.

This song was played on repeat and through tear filled prayers I fought so I could say It Is Well! Through all of it my soul was ok, my soul found rest in God. 

And today, 3 years later in a season that always makes me hug my dad a little tighter I can tell you all the ways God answered those prayers. 

And as I am battling my own stomach issues that are sure to hit me in the finances in a way that has me nervous, this song still brings me peace. Because there will always be something to break the budget, but I refuse to let my world spiral and I know that through all of it God is in control and if He doesn't move my mountain than the climb must be part of my journey.

No matter what your Even If statement is tonight, I pray you can see and feel that God has you and can sing deep down in the depths of your soul, "It is well, with my soul!"

this picture is from June 2017, I remember being emotional being able to take this picture, because just 2 months before we weren't sure this would happen again!

***Adah's lent: I am asking her each day what she wants to thank God for, what was her favorite thing that day!

Day 1: being able to talk!

Day 2: for Nicole's foster daughter being in our life and her upcoming birthday! 

Day 3: for the balance beam and fun activities at daycare! 

Day 4: for Nicole's foster daughter and her birthday party!

Day 5: Mommy forgot to ask.

Day 6: for Daddy!

Day 7: Mommy forgot to ask.

Day 6: Oceans (Where Feet May Fail)

Today's song is known at my house as Mommy's Song. For a long time this song was the final song I played while rocking Adah to sleep. Daddy's song is "Sweet Child of Mine." Many nights I sang this song to Adah with a tear filled heart, wondering why God had called me to a place where clearly my feet had failed and where I felt as if I was drowning. 

There was a season in our life that was so dark and painful. It was hard to see that there was ever going to be a brighter day.

Now being in a totally different place in life the lyrics of this song hang on my wall and I smile knowing that God called me to this life and through all of it He has guided me through. 

2017 was the middle of our storm. 2020 we are on the other side. There isn't an easy way to do a life side by side picture. But we have grown just about as much as she has!

***Adah's lent: I am asking her each day what she wants to thank God for, what was her favorite thing that day!

Day 1: being able to talk!

Day 2: for Nicole's foster daughter being in our life and her upcoming birthday! 

Day 3: for the balance beam and fun activities at daycare! 

Day 4: for Nicole's foster daughter and her birthday party!

Day 5: for Daddy!

Day 5: ER Visit

Well my goal to write each day for lent was squandered Sunday morning. One could attest that Sunday's don't count during lent, but my streak was broken with another round of stomach illness. This was unlike any I have experienced and at 7am Sunday morning I cried from the bathroom for my husband to call my parents. My entire abdomen was on fire and had been for over an hour. 

If you know me, you know that I hate going to the dr, I will be the first to drive you there, but if it isn't broken, there is no blood and I can still see straight I will probably find a reason not to go. A week ago I went to urgent care for the first time ever for myself. I had a viral stomach thing and 24 hours later I was back to normal. Adah had battled something similar for about two weeks and then Adam fought it too. 

We had a normal week and even went to a bday bowling party. But about bedtime the symptoms came rushing back. I found myself ill an hour away from home. When my stomach settled, something in me said we had to go home, staying would be really bad. So I broke Adah's heart and ended our sleepover. She slept the whole way home and I drove and prayed. I just needed to make it back to my house. About Winfield the nauseous feeling and all illness left, we made it home and I transferred Adah to her bed and settled in with a show and my own bed.

About 2am it all began again but this time it came with a firey vengeance. I was able to get a little bit of sleep as long as I stayed curled in a ball, but the moment I would stretch out the pain, fire, and symptoms all returned. Each time was worse than the one before. By 7, I was barely able to stand and could not help but to cry. So my parents came and assured me this was the correct time to go to the ER. Thankfully it wasn't too busy and I got right in. 

They gave me a GI Cocktail which numbed everything and took care of the burning and eventually I was able to not stay curled in a ball. 

They diagnosed a combo of Gastroenteritis & Gastroesophageal Reflux Disease.  And sent me home to rest with a couple new prescriptions. 

Today, I have slept most of it. Eaten some, everything I have swallowed today feels like it is stuck in my chest. Thankfully no fire and no real pain. 

So if in doubt, call your mom! She'll reassure your thought that you need to go to the ER! Thanks Mom!

sleeping all day is better with this guy!