Our Miracle: November 2008

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Happy 6 Months!

Happy 6 months of being a family, my sweet girl. Today marks the half year point of you becoming our greatest treasure. I can't imagine life without you, and I stand in amazement at how far you've come. You are our joy! You have given me the most precious title in the world...Mommy...thank you, sweet one. Thank you for all that are and all that you've given your daddy and me. Happy 6 months!

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Where has the time gone?

I had every intetion of going into the other room and working out with some of our weights and then crawling in bed to relax the rest of the evening...but my precious angel has shown me that capturing the memories of our life together and writing them down is far more important. I took a minute before writing to look back over our previous entries...I still have tears running down my face as I reread those entries leading up to our greatest miracle. We celebrate six months being together this week...six months! I have been horrible in keeping up with the blog...excuses, excuses..I know. Truly...so much has happened in these past 6 months, I wouldn't know where to begin. We made our move to Raleigh, found and moved into our new home after being in an apt. for three months, and then immediately faced our 6 month home study report for Russia...to name a few. In these 6 months..Frances has learned to walk, talk, giggle, eat with utensils, dance, run, sing, play...yes...this blessed little girl had to actually learn to play. She is our everything...something I thought would never happen has come into our life and become our greatest joy. The attachment has grown stronger each day, and her Daddy lights up her world when he walks in. She started attending a little Mom's Morning Out Preschool here in Wake Forest on Tues. and Thurs.. If they had class officers, I know that girl would be elected President. Don't get me wrong...the girl is one year old...and will show it when she needs to, but she is always so grateful for each new life lesson or experience. She is fascinated with the simplest of pleasures. I learn so much from her, instead of the other way around. I can't wait to share more exciting tales and mishaps about her. Charles and I finally feel as if our life has finally begun, because of her.

The Things We've Handed Down, by Marc Cohn

Don't know much about you Don't know who you are We've been doing fine without you But we could only go so far Don't know why you chose us Were you watching from above Is there someone there that knows us Said we'd give you all our love Will you laugh just like your mother Will you sigh like your old man Will some things skip a generation Like I've heard they often can Are you a poet or a dancer A devil or a clown Or a strange new combination of The things we've handed down I wonder who you'll look like Will your hair fall down and curl Will you be a mama's boy Or daddy's little girl Will you be a sad reminder Of what's been lost along the way Maybe you can help me find her In the things you do and say And these things that we have given you They are not so easily found But you can thank us later For the things we've handed down You may not always be so grateful For the way that you were made Some feature of your father's That you'd gladly sell or trade And one day you may look at us And say that you were cursed But over time that line has been Extremely well rehearsed By our fathers, and their fathers In some old and distant town From places no one here remembers Come the things we've handed down