We signed the Adoption Placement Agreement!

Oh my goodness!  We have been so delayed in sharing news because so much has been going on! Recently FatherWinter, Superbug, Honeybee, and I met Mrs. Care in her office to sign the final adoption placement agreement.  It's official.  We are officially on the road to finalization!!

Can I tell you how amazing GOD has been in this journey?  We have had a lot of curve balls thrown at us in this process.  Some of them we dodged or hit with ease.  Others have caused a lot of strain.  But God has been faithful and has seen us to this point.  We are truly thankful for that.

The day before the procedure I have to admit I was on pins and needles.  In the back of my mind I was wondering if I would be receiving another phone call from Mrs. Care as we'd received in August of last year.  (Wow, has it really been that long?).  I found myself wondering if we would hear something at the last moment like we did that awful evening.  Thankfully, no.  Not this time.

This time, I left and with my family walked into the offices to sign the paperwork that would officially start the process for adoption finalization.  There is no more legal risk.  Everything has been cleared. All that remains is our signature and then processing of paperwork.  In a few weeks, this could all be over.

I'm so amazingly excited.  What's even more exciting is pretty soon I'll be able to share some of the family pictures with all of you!  But for now, here's a photo of us from our signing placement day.

We're holding Honeybee, but can't share her just yet!

CIBH: (TMI) I have a love/hate relationship with ovulation

This post is a part of my Can I Be Honest (CIBH) series. It reflects emotions that are a bit more sensitive and open than other posts. It also is a post with a bit of Too Much Information (TMI), specifically for referencing on hormones and femininity. If that isn’t something you are comfortable with, this post may not be for you.

It's that time again...
It’s that time again. That time of the month where I go from sweet to near psychotic in seconds. Nope, not that time of the month. The other one. Ovulation. In my world of fluctuating hormones and infertility, the mere thought of ovulation is an annoyance to me. 

The charge

Today we buried our family friend.  It was a beautiful homegoing. Everyone had such wonderful and kind things to say about her.  There was a recurring theme all afternoon.  How great and kind and classy a woman she was.  I listened to the words everyone spoke and I agreed wholeheartedly.  She was the epitome of a Christian woman who ideally represented all of Christ's values.  She was quiet and kind, always pleasant.  She let you know what she was thinking, but in a kind and graceful way.

Can I tell you how much she will be missed?  She was perfect.  She was a kind mother, a loving wife, and a beautiful soul overall.  What an amazingly beautiful legacy to leave behind.  It's odd.  So many of us live our lives not really knowing whom we touch or how much we mean to others.  As I listened to the words of all touched by our family friend, I realized that I can only hope to leave so precious a mark.

It has me thinking.  When I pass, I want to be such a person.  I want to remembered for kindness and gratitude, for being a classy young lady.  I did self-evaluation when I left the funeral. I want to take up the charge to do more for God and for God's kingdom.  I try and do those things I believe God has me to do, but I also know that I could do quite a bit more.  I know that when I leave this world, only what I do for Christ will remain.  I want there to be a lot done for Him.

So I'm taking the charge and actively changing.  I vow to continue to do what will make God proud and what would make Mama proud as well. I also promise to strive to be the kind of woman whom my daughter would one day want to emulate.

I vow to do this in honor of the women who have done it before me.  To the family of our beloved, please be comforted in Christ.  We know that we do not grieve as those who have no hope.  I look forward to seeing her again in Heaven one day.

Rest well, Ms. Gwen.


Weekend Recap:The Shower Edition

This past weekend was the baby shower of our dear friends J & T. They are awaiting the birth of their third child, their first son. We were so thrilled to be able to share in their day. Because Honeybee had decided to fall asleep right before time to leave the event, and because we know how cranky a sleepy baby can be, FatherWinter stayed home with Superbug and Honeybee and I went to celebrate on our behalf.

It was such an enjoyable shower. Their colors were blow and white and Mommy and daughters looked adorable in their matching white dresses. Daddy also looked dashing in his coordinating outfit. The cake was done by the same cake artist who did Honeybee’s birthday cake. She did a fantastic job on a baby carriage. It was amazing! I’m trying to talk the cake artist into allowing me to promote her cakes via social media. She says she wants to, just hasn’t yet. We’ll see how that goes.

There was also the most delectable cupcakes I’ve had in a while and I am a cupcake fiend. One of the trustees from our church has a hidden secret with cupcakes and is an artist extraordinaire. They were so yummy that I bought one back for FatherWinter and Superbug to try. They were disappointed there weren’t more. They were really yummy. Homemade frosting, yummy vanilla. Yep, I love cupcakes.

Sunday was our Pastor’s 7th Pastoral Anniversary. It was a bittersweet event because the woman who spearheaded the event was no longer there. Our friend mentioned in the Small Stuff post drafted the program and to honor her, the program was left exactly as she completed it. There was one blank spot for a picture. It was beautiful and seemed to perfectly represent how we felt without her being there. As she was a member of the Hospitality and Greeter Ministry, the Welcome desk was adorned in beautiful fabric with her smiling face in a photo. It will remain until after her funeral. We think that is amazingly appropriate.

After service was over, we decided to go home and rest. The plan was to just relax and enjoy the evening. We allowed Superbug some time to run outside and play with his friends. He’d only been home a little while when there was a knock on the door. One of our neighbors popped in to see how we were doing and to mention that his TV dish was malfunctioning and would need to be replaced. Since the finals were on television that evening, we decided to open the door for him to watch the game at our home and also called a college friend of mine to join us.

It turned out very nice for an impromptu get together. I picked up pizza and wings. We had sodas and chips at the house. The game was a nail biter having me yell at the screen a few times and we enjoyed ourselves. When the game ended, our guests went back to their respective homes and FatherWinter and I knocked out.

Moment of honesty. I was so tired that before head hit pillow I was out. You have to love that 

It's a hectic week for our family (especially me).  Meetings, meetings, meetings, and last day of school!!! Can't wait to share!!!

Talk to you soon.


Why We Can't Sweat the Small Stuff...

Today was a day that threw me completely for a loop. I was creating a document at work when I stopped to check my personal email. The first email was from our church clerk announcing via email the passing of a church member. This particular church member is one of the sweetest, kindest, and most genuine persons I've ever met.  She and her husband have always been so loving towards me even when it was just my son and I.  The thing that shocked me the most was the fact that I just saw this woman on Sunday.  She was happy and looked so healthy.  She spoke pleasantly.  I hugged her.  She was fine.  Today, she is gone.  And I am shocked.

It's been with me the rest of this day,partly because FatherWinter and I recently had a disagreement that had me keeping to myself for a couple of days.  I purposely avoided conversation because I didn't feel like speaking.In hindsight, it was a very selfish way of thinking, but I didn't care.  I felt like I preferred to keep to myself instead of speaking to my husband.

Today, I was struck by the thought of what if God decided to call me home as quickly as He called this dear woman.  Wouldn't it be a shame to pass and the last moments I had with my husband were moments in an argument?  Life is so short.  We have no idea when our last breath will come.

I certainly hope that I am allowed to grow up and happy with my husband.  I hope we get to have grandchildren and great grandchildren and even great-great grandchildren. I want to travel more and smile more. I certainly hope God allows that.

Tonight,  I came home and sat with my husband, glad to see him, and said a prayer. My heart and prayers are with the husband and children of our lost friend.  But we know we will see her again.  I know she is in Heaven.  Wow, to see what she is seeing right now.  To have the fellowship she is having.  Wow.


Weekend Recap: Milestone and Celebration Edition

Hello! We’ve been a bit out of pocket lately. There have been so many deeply personal and private things that have occurred that it didn’t seem proper to share them. That in itself is a bit odd considering this blog serves as a public place to share some of the private occurrence of our family, but I’m a firm believer that some things should remain to oneself until and unless it is beneficial to others. That time isn’t now, BUT it is time to share some of the weekend doings of our family.

Honeybee has decided to take her first steps—consistently. She actually took three very small steps on the 24th, but I didn’t count them on our blog because FatherWinter didn’t see them J. She was with Superbug and I while visiting my cousins and she decided to walk from a small ottoman to an adjacent chair. Three steps, but she made them and looked confused about our claps and excitement. Because I didn’t want FatherWinter to feel bad about missing this milestone, I didn’t say anything knowing she would do again soon. Unfortunately, Superbug didn’t get the memo and excitedly shared the news with him as soon as he got home.

Saturday evening, while we lounged in the family room, Honeybee decided that she wanted to leave Daddy’s seat and come over to me. So, she let go of the cocktail table and walked the distance from his seat to mine, and because she was just so pleased with herself, applauded her steps! Every day since then she has continued this play and, though she still prefers to be carried, this is a great boon for her.

Enjoying her mobility

Saturday afternoon, FatherWinter and I attended the wedding reception of one of his coworkers. It was a beautiful affair with 400 people in attendance. Yes, 400. Everything was so beautifully done and everyone practically oozed good will and love for the couple. We really enjoyed ourselves. Plus, the bride’s dress was GORGEOUS! I’m such a fan. I wish them all the best in the future and many, many years of love to come.

We didn’t leave until close to midnight and the party was still going strong even then. When FatherWinter and I got home, we immediately went to sleep. It was amazing how tired we both were. Guess we aren’t party animals any more J.

Yesterday, we woke in plenty of time for a hearty breakfast of pancakes and scrambled eggs. We were off to church and received a wonderful message about how God will take your little and make it plentiful. This wasn’t about finance. It was about faith. A little bit of faith with a big result. I needed that Word and was so happy and blessed receive it.

That’s about all that occurred in the Chateu ‘d us. We’ll bring you more soon. Have a great week and a wonderful day.