So I haven't posted in SOOOOO long. Sophie has been a busy little one year old to chase after. I am attaching video of her walking and in her new "squeakers" my sister got her for her birthday that she finally fits in. I think the funniest thing is that she is oblivious to the sound coming from her feet. You can also get a glimpse of her quasimotoesque bulges growing in both her front and back.
Shots have been going pretty well this time around, as good as they can I guess. I would say the more we do them the more she fights back but all in all its only like a bad five minutes of my day. Some other blessings is that we have had to use less pieces to the injections and the medical suppliers deliver to our house which is so wonderful. She has also had a string of ear infections and with signs of spring all around us Craig and I feel like a couple of bears emerging from hibernation and we are so anxious for warmer weather, less time couped up indoors, less illness and more fun family time.
Craig has been under a bit of stress with taking a class and his less then ideal teaching job and the changes in his job he will likely face this summer. All that to say that when we open the window and feel those first gusts of chilly spring air our entire household seems to take a collective breath of relief. Change is coming, its part of life that we can't control and it keeps on coming and no matter what you do to "prepare" there will be new circumstances that throw you for a loop. Our situation with Sophie is teaching me that. I have been holding so much inside, wanting someone or something to blame, even if it is myself; wanting to believe that I could get the whole thing taken care and magically erased before she was old enough to know what was going on, wanting to believe that things I want and feel are just out of reach in my life are a physical example of my lacking, not deserving or just plain suffering at the injustice of it all. Yesterday our pastor delivered a sermon almost directly to me in that regard. I was humbled and in some ways freed from these expectations that we have to hide all the bad in our life and slap a fake smile on our face and keep working on "pleasing" God. The truth, that we are all flawed and hurting and need grace and forgiveness and sometimes a swift kick in the pants is so much more vulnerable and honest and even shameful. I have been struggling for many years with health issues and sometimes I feel as though I have been buried under a heap of rubble and will never claw my way out. With Sophie I feel this intense pressure to change who I am to be a better example for her. How can I teach her to be proud of herself and stand tall and strong despite her innumerable polka dots and growing scars if her own mother hides in shame and wears a mask? I am stating now before God and these witnesses that I am crawling out from my pile of debris and making my changes, one painful change at a time. I have changed the way I am feeding my family jumping on the clean eating train with my parents and other friends. I am cutting out time wasters and playing with my kids more. I am engaging in productive activities so at the end of the day I can stand tall and say look what I have accomplished today and be more proud than ashamed. Its been a tough month but I am trying to make changes that will last for my family, after all I am a Mother, its what we do. Nicole Nordeman wrote a song called Brave when her first child was born talking about the strong tug on your heart when you are a parent to be better. "So long status quo, I think I just let go. You make me want to be brave. The way it always was is no longer good enough, you make me want to be brave." I feel strongly that even if the walls of this little house are the closest I see to a mission field I need to serve God to the best of my ability in my home. There are so many wonderful things that I so richly was blessed with growing up in a home saturated with love from Godly parents. I want my girls to grow up with those same memories.
Finally I was sent an email with this video that I have linked at the top of the blog. It humbled me beyond measure. I pray God will give me a servants heart for Sophie like the Dad in this video and that he will bless her with the same enduring spirit and steadfast love that this young man exhibits. Please take a moment to watch it and be blessed.
Carrying on in bravery and trust....Amanda