Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Try, try again...
Our new court date is March 26th...it's a little hard to get too excited about dates anymore, but who knows, maybe this will be our lucky one?
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Hiking Adventures
We weren't the only ones out enjoying the sunshine.
After my initial, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!, STAY BACK! DON'T GET TOO CLOSE! JERRY, WHY IN THE WORLD ARE YOU GETTING SO CLOSE?, WHAT ARE YOU TEACHING YOUR BOYS?, I CAN'T CARRY YOU OUT!" and some more "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH's", I did have to admit that was pretty cool to see our first rattlesnake in it's natural habitat.
It must have still been a little cool for it because it was moving verrry slowly, plenty of time for my husband to get some great shots of the tail.
And here I am in full lecture mode...
Stopping along the way to fix some blisters...
picking our way around these...
...and finally reaching the top of the trail.
picking our way around these...
...and finally reaching the top of the trail.
Some cool petroglyphs...
Boys in their natural habitat.
All in all, a great and wonderful day with the family!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
A miracle
I was awakened by a phone call this morning.
My sister, Kristin, was on the phone and I could tell by her voice that something was wrong.
Immediately my heart started pounding, my hands shaking.
"Faith," she said, "did you hear about Faith?"
"No, what,?" I managed to breathe out, as a million different scenarios raced around in my head.
Kristin went on to tell me that our younger sister had given birth, the baby was in trouble and it didn't look like it was going to make it.
It was Faith's first baby and the labor had gone very quickly.
By the time the midwife arrived Faith was fully dilated.
She quickly grew alarmed at the baby's low heart rate and called 911.
The paramedics arrived just as the baby, a girl, was coming out.
She was limp, not breathing, and deathly quiet.
They intebated her, but it seemed like there might be a blockage as the baby still didn't seem like she was getting oxygen.
They raced her to the ER and Faith stayed behind to deliver the placenta.
The whole time Kristin is telling me this we're both sobbing, crying out to God for a miracle, praying that it's not true.
Our sweet Faith, not our precious Faith.
Faith, who has loved babies and children her whole life... whom all the children love. Faith, who scopes up nieces and nephews no matter how smelly or dirty they may be and covers them with kisses. Faith, who has babysat all our children and we've never felt one moment of worry while they were in her care. Faith, who has excitedly anticipated the birth of her very own baby these last 9 months.
Not Faith... please God, not Faith!
Another phone call and this time it's Faith who is being rushed in due to hemorrhaging.
But, oh, praise God!!...the baby is in NICU...she is still alive!!!!
Frantic praying as I rush around, trying to get out the door.
A fast shower and nurse Mikayla, waiting for Jerry to return home from his meeting so I can leave.
Then another phone call, this one bearing the news that we are so desperate to hear.
Baby is fine, breathing on her own and is doing wonderfully.
PRAISE GOD, THANK YOU JESUS, for this miracle!!!!!!
Faith is weak, she lost a lot of blood, but she is going to be o.k. too.
Another miracle!!!!!
So very much to be thankful for...a midwife who knew when to call, paramedics who came quickly, hospitals close by, all of it working together to save 2 lives today.
The baby is beautiful... a sweet baby girl with big, dark eyes and a head full of dark hair.
She has to be in NICU for 48 hours, but they are optimistic that she will be able to go home after that.
Faith will probably be able to come home tomorrow, but she is going to have to take it easy for a long time.
They said that they told her she had to get that baby out fast and she did - I am so proud of her!!
What a day...how fragile are our lives here, how precarious our existence!
We could be planning a funeral tonight...instead God, in His mercy, has allowed for us to rejoice.
My heart grieves for the mothers who have had the opposite outcome- it's never fair.
I can't even begin to imagine the horror, the grief, the emptiness of their arms.
I don't have any answers as to why that happens, but I do have faith that our God loves us and feels the heart of grief- He knows what it's like to lose a child.
Someday, in heaven, all those mothers will once again hold their little ones and I can't imagine the longing and joy they must have at that thought.
Tonight, though, I am praising God that He has allowed my precious sister and her husband to hold their baby here on earth!
Myah Grace
My sister, Kristin, was on the phone and I could tell by her voice that something was wrong.
Immediately my heart started pounding, my hands shaking.
"Faith," she said, "did you hear about Faith?"
"No, what,?" I managed to breathe out, as a million different scenarios raced around in my head.
Kristin went on to tell me that our younger sister had given birth, the baby was in trouble and it didn't look like it was going to make it.
It was Faith's first baby and the labor had gone very quickly.
By the time the midwife arrived Faith was fully dilated.
She quickly grew alarmed at the baby's low heart rate and called 911.
The paramedics arrived just as the baby, a girl, was coming out.
She was limp, not breathing, and deathly quiet.
They intebated her, but it seemed like there might be a blockage as the baby still didn't seem like she was getting oxygen.
They raced her to the ER and Faith stayed behind to deliver the placenta.
The whole time Kristin is telling me this we're both sobbing, crying out to God for a miracle, praying that it's not true.
Our sweet Faith, not our precious Faith.
Faith, who has loved babies and children her whole life... whom all the children love. Faith, who scopes up nieces and nephews no matter how smelly or dirty they may be and covers them with kisses. Faith, who has babysat all our children and we've never felt one moment of worry while they were in her care. Faith, who has excitedly anticipated the birth of her very own baby these last 9 months.
Not Faith... please God, not Faith!
Another phone call and this time it's Faith who is being rushed in due to hemorrhaging.
But, oh, praise God!!...the baby is in NICU...she is still alive!!!!
Frantic praying as I rush around, trying to get out the door.
A fast shower and nurse Mikayla, waiting for Jerry to return home from his meeting so I can leave.
Then another phone call, this one bearing the news that we are so desperate to hear.
Baby is fine, breathing on her own and is doing wonderfully.
PRAISE GOD, THANK YOU JESUS, for this miracle!!!!!!
Faith is weak, she lost a lot of blood, but she is going to be o.k. too.
Another miracle!!!!!
So very much to be thankful for...a midwife who knew when to call, paramedics who came quickly, hospitals close by, all of it working together to save 2 lives today.
The baby is beautiful... a sweet baby girl with big, dark eyes and a head full of dark hair.
She has to be in NICU for 48 hours, but they are optimistic that she will be able to go home after that.
Faith will probably be able to come home tomorrow, but she is going to have to take it easy for a long time.
They said that they told her she had to get that baby out fast and she did - I am so proud of her!!
What a day...how fragile are our lives here, how precarious our existence!
We could be planning a funeral tonight...instead God, in His mercy, has allowed for us to rejoice.
My heart grieves for the mothers who have had the opposite outcome- it's never fair.
I can't even begin to imagine the horror, the grief, the emptiness of their arms.
I don't have any answers as to why that happens, but I do have faith that our God loves us and feels the heart of grief- He knows what it's like to lose a child.
Someday, in heaven, all those mothers will once again hold their little ones and I can't imagine the longing and joy they must have at that thought.
Tonight, though, I am praising God that He has allowed my precious sister and her husband to hold their baby here on earth!
Thank you Jesus!!!
Myah GraceTuesday, February 3, 2009
The End of a Season
Soccer season is almost over!
It's been a lot of fun watching the kids play, but I am more than a little excited about the prospect of some extra time on our hands.
Now we can finally get some hiking trips in before things get too hot around here... not to mention get to all the thousands of things that have been piling up on our 'trying-not-to-think-about-it' list...yikes!
Almost half the kids on Gabe's team were cousins.
It worked out nicely for car-pooling and was a lot of fun getting together every Saturday to watch the kids lose again.
I think the first goal of the season was scored on the very last game...oh, well- they still had a great time!
Waiting for mommy to rescue her!
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