Sunday, September 28, 2008

100 days home!

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From 2008 Patch Barracks

Wow. 100 days ago Vic and I were sitting in the Almaty airport. It was a long wait in the middle of the night for our flight out of his birth country and on to his first home.

Vic has come so far in these past 100 days. Vic remains a cheerful, giggly, happy little boy who is completely in love with his daddy. He was this way when we met him at the end of April, yet he is even more so now, much more open. Bob, Jack and I are all three so incredibly taken by our smallest Sims. Just this evening when I had a 'date' with Jack at the grocery store, he mentioned that he already missed Vic as we were in the car heading home. Once in the door, Jack spent the next hour playing and giggling with his little brother. We are a very, very lucky family. I'm so glad I get to be mommy to these two sweet young men.

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We spent Vic's 100th day home at a local science/discovery/fun house called Sensapolis. This place was amazing, expensive, yet lots of fun. Jack was all over the place with his little friend, Jimmy, so I have very few photos of him. He spent most of his time in a huge castle wearing a prince jacket.

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Vic did great even though he didn't get his nap until around 3pm. This is a pretty big deal as he's a regular two-nap-a-day kid. I've been trying to get him into one nap a day, which works into my schedule much better, but it's tough on him.

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This week will be pretty busy.. Monday night Jack has his first Tiger Cub Scout meeting. Tuesday I have a Dr.'s appt. Wednesday morning I have a wives meeting to attend. Wednesday evening we have a slight schedule conflict... Our bible study meets at 6pm, and that's also the time that Bob's mom arrives at the Stuttgart airport. So... I think I'll take Jack to his bible study and attend the grown-up bible study myself. Bob will take Vic with him to the airport and pick up Grandma. Friday the ladies in our building are throwing me a baby shower for our soon-to-be little girl. Saturday is Jack's 6th birthday party at a local movie theater.

The one thing I'm trying to make sure doesn't happen this week is labor... is it nuts to completely refuse to have a baby? I'm having a *lot* of indicators that it may happen really, really soon, even though my due date isn't until October 31st. I'm just trying to hold on until Mom Sims gets here Wednesday night. Our joke around the house is that Bob can drop me off at the hospital on his way to the airport... as long as someone comes back for me. :o)

If I can make it another few weeks, that would be great! Long enough for Grandma and Vic to bond before I leave for the hospital, and enough time for the baby's lungs to get strong. Oh.. and enough time for me to get that baby room ready!! Hopefully photos of the room will be in the next post.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

What a life!

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Vic in his jammies laughing it up with mom. Notice all the drool! He's cutting two molars.

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Mr. Curious

Young Vic has been home 2 & 1/2 months now and doing very, very well. The sound of my oldest son doing something to make my youngest son roll with laughter is music to my ears. I enjoyed this blessed sound today after Vic's nap, Jack insisted that he go in first and visit with Vic before I came to get him.

So much has changed in the past few months...

- Our wildest dream of expanding our family has come true, and Vic is so much more than we imagined.
- My sweet Jack is now a big boy 1st grader. What happened? Where did the time go???
- Moved from our gorgeous 100+ year old German farmhouse into a modern on-post apartment.
- Oh yeah, and I'm pregnant. After Dr's said that it wouldn't happen without significant medical help.

What a difference a year makes. I won't go over all our tragic losses from 2007, as they are painful and too personal. Just know that as 2007 was all about darkness and repeated sudden losses, 2008 is all about life and happiness. Have you found that following great tragedy and loss comes great triumph and love? We have.

With the addition of Vic and the pending arrival of the newest Sims, I realized that we needed life to become much, much more simple. My darling did the whole move just to make me happy, and we've been surprised at how easy life is now without a commute.

-The best for Bob: no traffic jams, he walks Jack to school then down the street to work.
-The best for me: The laundry room is *down the hall* from the bedrooms instead of two flights down the stairs in our old farmhouse. Plus, I don't feel so isolated anymore.

I must admit that I think of things to blog about every day, but find I feel like toast by the time I'm off the clock. I'm now 8 months pregnant with 8 weeks left - my due date is October 31st - and this is definitely making a dent in how much energy I have left at the end of the day. Excuses, excuses. The timing of this pregnancy is waaay off my preferred plan, but it is a very welcome gift we've been given.

Here is a quote I read on The NieNie Dialogues blog that may help me keep life in perspective.

"Author Anna Quindlen reminds us not to rush past the fleeting moments. She said: “The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make. . . . I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less”(Loud and Clear [2004], 10–11).

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Jack & Mom enjoying the "doing" of life more.