Tomorrow…

WE ARE GOING TO CELEBRATE LULU!

Tomorrow morning we are going to take trays full of treats (that our family & friends have been baking & putting together for us) around to the hospital, my doctor’s office and her pediatrician’s office – all the places Lulu was cared for while she was here. And then tomorrow after the boys get home from school, we are going to cater a meal to Dayton Children’s NICU and the Home Health Care. We want to say thank you.

My friend Susan, that I met at the Respite Retreat back in February, and her family catered a meal to their local NICU for their daughter, Lily’s birthday. I love the idea of celebrating and saying “thank you” at the same time. I will be thinking of you, Susan & your beautiful little girl as we head back to our NICU for the first time since bringing Lulu home.

I made up some thank you cards, to tie to the trays, with a photo of Lulu & a big “L” cut out of scrapbook paper to tie to the front with ribbon. I wanted something that could say the thank you I feel in my heart, just in case I cannot get the words out of my mouth.

I am believing that it will be a WONDERFUL day. I will choose to see the JOY in it. I will look for God’s PEACE throughout the entire day.

Lulu Book

My sis-in-law, Kelly, wrote & illustrated a book for us, in honor of Lulu.

She wrote a beautiful story…

 “The Story of Lulu”

 

 

“Daddy loved kissing Lulu’s chubby cheeks”

“Mommy loved Lulu’s little hiccups” 

 “Dylan loved everything about Lulu” 

 “Owen loved when Lulu would smile at him”

 

 “Simon loved to hold Lulu”

 “Boo loved kissing & hugging Lulu”

 

 

 

 

Our Kindergartener…

Simon woke up this morning at 4:00 AM & said (with a huge smile on his face), “is it morning time so I can go to school?”

“No, Simon, it is NOT morning” (yeah I kinda lied) “& NOT time for school”

He is past ready to go.

We met his teacher yesterday & after we got done, he wanted to stay for the rest of the day.

Here he is at 8:00 AM (much better hour of the day), ready to go.

And yes, he’s wearing a tux t-shirt.

After all it’s 1st day of kindergarten.

Friday Praise & Prayers

Boo at the fair.

 

Don’t they resemble “Chips”? All they need are the aviator shades & uniforms.

 

Dylan had a blast with the animals.

 

So, my praise is…

We made it through the fair!

We ate elephant ears for breakfast & breadstix for lunch, rode lots of rides, pet animals of all sorts & even played a couple of games (those carnies get us every time).

My prayer today is for my friend, Jo. Her sister, Amy,  was recently diagnosed with early onset of Alzheimer’s. Just this week she was put in Hospice & given a week or two to live. Please lift them in prayer along with me.

I am also praying for this coming school year; for the students, teachers (praying especially for you, Terri), administration & parents.

Have a blessed weekend!

Boo’s School

Last night was Boo’s parent orientation for preschool.

We’ve done this, before, with the boys, but this time it was different.

I sat with a rock in my stomach.

It is the time that our youngest is starting school, but it’s not our youngest.

We shouldn’t be “here” yet.

I couldn’t think about it.

I pushed those thoughts out of my head, for a little while.

I want to celebrate Boo (she is SO excited about school).

It IS her turn.

Our story

“I speak to you from deepest heaven. You hear Me in the depths of your being. Deep calls unto deep. You are blessed to hear Me so directly. Never take this privilege for granted. The best response is a heart overflowing with gratitude. I am training you to cultivate a thankful mind-set. This is like building your house on a firm rock, where life’s storms cannot shake you. As you learn these lessons, you are to teach them to others. I will open up the way before you, one step at a time.”- Sarah Young “Jesus Calling”

I am a mother of 5…

4 here with us…

and 1 who is already in our forever home…

This is NOT the story I would have chosen if I had my way.

It is the exact opposite of what we prayed for, for 62 days.

But here we are living on this side of death. Trying to figure out “how to do it”.

We mess up.

We try again.

Through it all we KNOW that Lulu was given to us for a specific reason.

And we choose to trust that He knows, He cares and He heals.

So, what is your story?