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Pequenopie “Little Feet” February 20, 2011

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I had to post this picture of my Christmas Cactus, I had a few buds around Christmas, finally. I have tried to get this plant bloom for  a few years, it was Michaels grandmas and is about 50 years old or older. I think it is making me thinking Spring is coming soon.

Life has calmed down a little, Beka is home now. She did go back in the Hospital after her surgery, she got a very bad flu and they admitted her for a night. She then came back her to recover from that and is going back to work on Wednesday. We really enjoyed our time with her but I’m sure she is happy to be back home and to start work again.

Michael and I are both watching dog the mercy tour and have been so touched. So many incredible stories of families they have helped. Stories of adoptions of aunt and uncles adopting babies that were born drug addicted. Of Beth Chapman counseling your women, and Dog helping men and families. Michael and I both have been thinking about all that Abby would have lived through and the circumstances of her birth family and it just fortifies us both. To give back to the innocent, the abused the unloved and to love them, unconditionally. To give them what they need, love, security, a home, a start.


Pequenopie “Little Feet” February 13, 2011

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Every baby is a miracle, a gift from Heaven above, and each one was knit in their mother’s womb. It is such a miracle how they begin, as a cell and change every day, growing hands and feet, how their heart starts beating and they suck their thumb.

Life, there is no understanding how it all works, truly a gift from God a blessing. Each baby has a story of how life began, their own personal beginning.

 Beka was our first child, Michael was burned a few months before the due date by hot boiling tomato sauce, Michael’s father owned a catering business and Michael had this stuff fall all over his head. I remember sleeping over Michael’s sisters house, because Michael was on pain killers and we were afraid we couldn’t wake him up, if I went into labor. I also remember when I did go into labor one of the doctors made us think he might not even be able to be in the delivery room, because of his burns and he was still healing. The labor took hours and hours and I had to walk the halls to get things to progress. Beka was born right around Thanksgiving, she is our turkey baby, our precious daughter.

Aubrey is our second daughter and she was due in June, Beka was 2 1/2 and ready for a baby sister or brother. When I was in labor the baby’s heart beat started going down real low and they were having me sign papers to get a c-section, but something happened to me and out she came naturally. Aubrey was born on my parent’s wedding anniversary, so every year they share my parents special day. I also remember a few minutes after she was born, both of our parents came into the delivery room and Grandma Tacoma was holding her and she lifted her head right off her shoulder. Such a strong baby girl.

Our third and I thought our last, was born in the early spring. I didn’t have the typical labor of contractions every 5 min and then coming sooner and sooner. In fact I didnt’ realize I was in labor. One morning after a difficult night of not sleeping, I called the doctor and since the doctor was in the Hospital, they told me to go there. Michael was already at work and since I just had back pain and felt ok, he wasn’t even going to come, a neighbor was going to take me. Well, last-minute he decided to come home and take me and when we got there, the doctor said we are having a baby today, and about 15 minutes later Lizzy was born. To think daddy almost didn’t make it and I could’ve had her at home.

With each of our babies they each have their own beginnings, with Abby she has her own story. Being her mom it’s weird to not know all the details or to even be there at the time. I didn’t even know about her, other than knowing that her birth mother was pregnant but I didn’t know she would become ours. What I do know is that she never made it to the Hospital, she was born on the floor  at the home. Other than that I have no idea what stories to tell Abby when she gets older. But I do remember the first time I saw her face to face.

 She was beautiful! I met Tiffany, her foster parent at the time, and I lifted off her baby blanket and I saw the most beautiful baby with curly dark hair and a beautiful face. I can’t even put into words my feelings or how I felt it was a God moment, a moment of such wonder. I believe she was sleeping at the time, I’ll have to double-check with Tiff, but I just remember being amazed. Since that day, my heart was hers.

“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” John 3:16

More to come!


Pequenopie “Little Feet” February 7, 2011

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We never know the love of a parent till we become parents ourselves. Henry Ward Beecher


A parent is always a mother or father, no matter how old that child is. This past weekend we received a call from Beka saying she had pain in her stomach and  that she was going to urgent care and then on to the hospital. Her doctor thought it might be her appendix, which for a while we had no idea.

 Meanwhile Dustin couldn’t leave work, and Michael and I both had horrible colds and were sick. Michael ended up getting to the hospital so Beka didn’t have to be alone, while waiting for Dustin.

Every worry, every thought was, every prayer was  for Beka. We all hear such horrible sad stories and of course mama’s mind was thinking up all kinds of things. I am so happy to say Beka is recovering and at home after having her appendix taken out. It just reminded me that a parent is always a parent, even when we don’t want our parents to worry about us. That is our job, our duty, the way we are made up. One day it will be worrying not only about our children but our grandchildren and great grand children. So thankful for all the family and friends that called, prayed and supported us. Isn’t that the way this world should be?

“Whoever pursues righteousness and love finds life, prosperity and honor.” Proverbs 21:21 

More to come!