And T for Twins
And Two Twins for me.
Oh boy. Make that Oh boys!
2 eight month old baby boys.
Baby I is already here. Baby K will hopefully be well enough to come home soon.
Please pray for us as we adjust to life as a family of 5 and for Baby K's health.
I know we can do this. I know it will be hard. Make that, I know we can only do this with God's strength. And as someone told me the other day: God wouldn't have sent them to you if you couldn't do it. I agree.
Friday, August 7, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
That Mom
Rich, Morgann, and I went to Maine for a long weekend. We had a super fabulous trip. It was nice to get away from people and spend time together. As most of you know, we lost our sweet little foster baby last week and we really needed the time to heal.
But that's not really the point of my post, just the setting.
On our journeys in Maine, we headed to Freeport for the evening. We had planned on going to a free Blue's Traveler's concert at LL Bean. Now, Freeport is a quaint idyllic Maine town that has sold out to commercialism, yet, cons its visitors into thinking that they are not in fact being commercialistic because the outlets are all located in historic buildings. I could blog on about that being the ultimate sell-out of all, but thats still not my point. Perhaps another day...
The atmosophere of Freeport is described basically as: LL Bean wearing, reusable bag toting, Mclaren stroller pushing, caucasian shoppers (who in fact are a lot like me.)
It was a bit crowded and Rich and I just weren't feeling it there. We wanted to get away from people and were just a bit critical of Freeport because basically outlets have somehow taken over the entire historic downtown village area. We were being just a tad bit judgemental, no doubt.
But a cute little local candy shop sucked us in. They had a big display of kiddie candies - paper dots, gold coins, lipstick candy, wax bottles, candy necklaces, all the good stuff - even totally un-politically correct candy cigarettes! Then I saw whistle pops. Morgann was allowed to pick out 4 pieces of candy - she had chosen a candy necklace, a lipstick candy, Neccos and was debating the last one - and I, being That Mom, pointed out the whistle pop to Morgann - Morgann look! A whistle pop! You can make noise while you have candy!! She was more than delighted. We paid our $1.10 for her candy picks and left the store. She picked out her first piece of candy, which of course, as the whistle pop. I happily gave it to her and she began to loudly whistle her whistle pop. I just laughed. I was then That Mom who allowed her little girl to loudly whistle her whistle pop while going from store to store (while not purchasing anything.) Rich said that I would end up on some mom's blog about how dare that other mom let her daughter disturb everyone with that darn whistle pop. After she finished her whistle pop, we decided to skip the concert and just head on to Bath, Me, where we enjoyed a quiet evening out in a non-crowded, less touristy town.
But that's not really the point of my post, just the setting.
On our journeys in Maine, we headed to Freeport for the evening. We had planned on going to a free Blue's Traveler's concert at LL Bean. Now, Freeport is a quaint idyllic Maine town that has sold out to commercialism, yet, cons its visitors into thinking that they are not in fact being commercialistic because the outlets are all located in historic buildings. I could blog on about that being the ultimate sell-out of all, but thats still not my point. Perhaps another day...
The atmosophere of Freeport is described basically as: LL Bean wearing, reusable bag toting, Mclaren stroller pushing, caucasian shoppers (who in fact are a lot like me.)It was a bit crowded and Rich and I just weren't feeling it there. We wanted to get away from people and were just a bit critical of Freeport because basically outlets have somehow taken over the entire historic downtown village area. We were being just a tad bit judgemental, no doubt.
But a cute little local candy shop sucked us in. They had a big display of kiddie candies - paper dots, gold coins, lipstick candy, wax bottles, candy necklaces, all the good stuff - even totally un-politically correct candy cigarettes! Then I saw whistle pops. Morgann was allowed to pick out 4 pieces of candy - she had chosen a candy necklace, a lipstick candy, Neccos and was debating the last one - and I, being That Mom, pointed out the whistle pop to Morgann - Morgann look! A whistle pop! You can make noise while you have candy!! She was more than delighted. We paid our $1.10 for her candy picks and left the store. She picked out her first piece of candy, which of course, as the whistle pop. I happily gave it to her and she began to loudly whistle her whistle pop. I just laughed. I was then That Mom who allowed her little girl to loudly whistle her whistle pop while going from store to store (while not purchasing anything.) Rich said that I would end up on some mom's blog about how dare that other mom let her daughter disturb everyone with that darn whistle pop. After she finished her whistle pop, we decided to skip the concert and just head on to Bath, Me, where we enjoyed a quiet evening out in a non-crowded, less touristy town.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Happenings
I have all sorts of happenings I could post pictures and blog about.
Like...
...our fun church camping trip with two kiddos
...our awesome block party in front of the house
...our friends from Florida visiting
...Vacation Bible school going on this week
...my love of the Goldenrod
...how happy Little Dude has been since Monday
...Morgann's first crush
...how my husband is better than Mike or Brian
...how I spewed tea all over the keyboard reading Sarah's blog
But I don't have time. In fact, I should be working, instead of pretending to work while reading blogs. Since the arrival of Little Dude, our lives have been on super-busy mode. It has been fun, emotional, tiring, exciting, challenging, constant activities, sleep deprived three weeks. I wouldn't trade our lives for anything:) But a little sleep and downtime would not be turned down!
Like...
...our fun church camping trip with two kiddos
...our awesome block party in front of the house
...our friends from Florida visiting
...Vacation Bible school going on this week
...my love of the Goldenrod
...how happy Little Dude has been since Monday
...Morgann's first crush
...how my husband is better than Mike or Brian
...how I spewed tea all over the keyboard reading Sarah's blog
But I don't have time. In fact, I should be working, instead of pretending to work while reading blogs. Since the arrival of Little Dude, our lives have been on super-busy mode. It has been fun, emotional, tiring, exciting, challenging, constant activities, sleep deprived three weeks. I wouldn't trade our lives for anything:) But a little sleep and downtime would not be turned down!
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Words can not express
I just can not find the right words to post how I feel and what is going on. I do not know how much I am allowed to post anyways.
Life with the little guy is good. He has adjusted swimmingly. He's a wonderful, wonderful kid. We are smitten.
Which is great - and scary at the same time. After six short days, he's fit right into our little family. Morgann is an awesome helper and loves her baby brother. She does know that he may leave soon and does not like that idea. We talk about it every day.
For now, we are just enjoying the time we have with this little blessing and loving him as much as possible.
Each night, I put him to bed, and he falls asleep quickly in my arms. His lips purse together, his little chubby fingers lay gently on my arm and he is at peace. It's a gift I will always treasure and fear will leave too soon.
Every child is a gift from God. We do not know how long we will have our children - biological, adopted, or foster: be it one week, one year, or fifty years. Each day is a gift. So I am learning to treasure each day with my two kids, but still working on not fearing the future.
Life with the little guy is good. He has adjusted swimmingly. He's a wonderful, wonderful kid. We are smitten.
Which is great - and scary at the same time. After six short days, he's fit right into our little family. Morgann is an awesome helper and loves her baby brother. She does know that he may leave soon and does not like that idea. We talk about it every day.
For now, we are just enjoying the time we have with this little blessing and loving him as much as possible.
Each night, I put him to bed, and he falls asleep quickly in my arms. His lips purse together, his little chubby fingers lay gently on my arm and he is at peace. It's a gift I will always treasure and fear will leave too soon.
Every child is a gift from God. We do not know how long we will have our children - biological, adopted, or foster: be it one week, one year, or fifty years. Each day is a gift. So I am learning to treasure each day with my two kids, but still working on not fearing the future.
Friday, June 19, 2009
Oh the things you forget....
For example: One must first feed the baby THEN give the baby a bath.
At least the dog likes all the flying food.
:)
At least the dog likes all the flying food.
:)
Thursday, June 18, 2009
oh baby
so there's a new little dude hanging out for a while at the Clegg house. He doesn't seem to like to sleep at night. 2:33 a.m. Finally fell asleep. I'm sure it was quite a day for this little dude. Pray for us and for good sleep.....
now I sleep....
now I sleep....
Monday, June 15, 2009
Thoughts on parenting....
I came across this from another blog that I like to read: Mama Is. While, I don't agree with everything she writes about, I love her style and her old Hathor comics. :)
THE MANIFESTO OF THE IDLE PARENT
Us, a Jesus loving, thrifty, city dwelling, outdoor and fun loving, striving towards "less is more" type of family. And yes, Morgann and I love to lie in bed together as long as possible. :-)
* We don't drink. I cook with wine and have no guilt in doing so;)
* I'm not sure what rejecting the inner Puritan is supposed to mean. We love God by loving God we live our lives to glorify Him. We don't live the the Law, but out of love of Jesus.
I think I want to write more on this later. But Morgann and the Hasty kids are on their way and I should take my freshly folded, but not put away, laundry off the couch and maybe put it away, or just throw it back in the basket, before they arrive;)
THE MANIFESTO OF THE IDLE PARENT
We reject the idea that parenting requires hard work
We pledge to leave our children alone
We reject the rampant consumerism that invades children from the moment they are born
We read them poetry and fantastic stories
We drink alcohol without guilt*
We reject the inner Puritan*
We don’t waste money on family days out and holidays
An idle parent is a thrifty parent
An idle parent is a creative parent
We lie in bed for as long as possible
We try not to interfere
We play in the fields and forests
We push them into the garden and shut the door so we can clean the house
We both work as little as possible, particularly when the kids are small
Time is more important than money
Happy mess is better than miserable tidiness
Down with school
We fill the house with music and merriment
We reject health and safety guidelines
We embrace responsibility
There are many paths
More play, less work
Us, a Jesus loving, thrifty, city dwelling, outdoor and fun loving, striving towards "less is more" type of family. And yes, Morgann and I love to lie in bed together as long as possible. :-)
* We don't drink. I cook with wine and have no guilt in doing so;)
* I'm not sure what rejecting the inner Puritan is supposed to mean. We love God by loving God we live our lives to glorify Him. We don't live the the Law, but out of love of Jesus.
I think I want to write more on this later. But Morgann and the Hasty kids are on their way and I should take my freshly folded, but not put away, laundry off the couch and maybe put it away, or just throw it back in the basket, before they arrive;)
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