So, we just got back from the doctor's office. Where the girls had their 9 month (er, 10 1/2 month) appointment. There we found out that Em's weighing in at 16 lbs, 10 oz, and Sammi is 17 lb, 5 oz, putting them in at 5th and 7th percentile for their ages. They're healthy but small. Unfortunately, I just heard the 'small' part of things. So, we're back to the high-cal formula, and adding sour cream to their veggies, and sugar to their applesauce. I was so disappointed. After working so hard to beef them up, and getting them up to the 25th percentile at their last appointment, it felt like we were taking a huge step backward. I felt like a failure. While trying to shake the disappointment, I suddenly felt like kicking myself. Why was I disheartened? I have been blessed with 2 healthy babies, two girls who love to giggle, roll and climb on the dog. And more importantly, what does my disappointment say about what I believe about God? Do I believe that God is their father, and He will guide and determine their steps? Do I trust that even if they are tiny, or sick, or have a learning disability, that they are firmly in His hand, and His plan is perfect for them. Am I taking on things that don't belong to me? Yes, I am their mother, and I'll do my best to chubb them up, but ultimately, they are not mine. They have been entrusted to me, and I must work at that to the best of my ability, with God's grace and help, but He loves them far more than I do. And, if He calls them home before I'm ready to let go of them, I have to be okay with that too.
Here's my text of the day :
Acts 17:24-27
"The God who made the world and everything in it is the Lord of heaven and earth and does not live in temples built by hands. And he is not served by human hands, as if he needed anything, because he himself gives all men life and breath and everything else. From one man he made every nation of men, that they should inhabit the whole earth; and he determined the times set for them and the exact places where they should live. God did this so that men would seek him and perhaps reach out for him and find him, though he is not far from each one of us."
So, my prayer for my girls is not that they gain weight (although that too :) but that they grow to fear the Lord, and that God is glorified in their lives, even at a very early age. And that I trust that. Much prayer!!
Friday, September 19, 2008
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Cousins
things that stink in the night...
Yup, Jack caught a possum... thus he received 6 baths... 2 tomato, 2 baking soda, 1 dog shampoo and 1 dish detergent. When he started loosing chunks of hair in the bathtub, I decided to stop. Unfortunately, I can't do the same for the house. Thus, scented candles, 24/7...
any other ideas?
any other ideas?
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Family
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