Happy Birthday, Sweet Baby Easton!!!

Easton, you're two years old!  I can hardly believe it!  I haven't made your two-year check-up appointment yet so I'm not sure how big you are - I'll post that later.  Here's what you've been up to lately:

• You're a big boy!  You weigh the same (if not more) than your big brother Zachary!  He's 3 or 4 inches taller than you but you sure seem heavier
• You're wearing a size 5 diaper and size 2T clothes
• You wear a size 7 shoe
• You LOVE letters!  You know more of the alphabet than Zachary does (he's not interested in learning at all)!
• You love the Cars movie (shocker) just like your brothers
• You're falling a little out of love with Dinosaur Train which makes me a little sad - it's such a cute show
• I think you'll be our little athlete - and I think you'll be good at it!
• You're a tough boy - you don't put up with any nonsense from your brothers!
• You insist on walking everywhere - you do not like for us to hold you in public anymore!
• You're still a good eater but you won't drink milk which really bothers me!  The only thing you drink is lemonade???
• Your big brothers say you're not a baby anymore now that you're 2.  Break. my. heart.
• You're a pretty good sleeper but you still require a paci at night - we will be working on this.  Eventually.  You nap for about 2 hours a day and sleep about 10-11 hours at night. 
• You're a momma's boy.  I'm pretty sure.  I hope!

My heart still melts at least once a day when I look at you.  You're a miracle and we're so blessed to have you in our lives.  We love you so much, peanut!!!

Random A-Z

A. Age: 36 (already?!?)




B. Bed size: King...key to a happy marriage. 



C. Chore you dislike: Folding/putting away laundry....and just about every other chore you can think of.  :)


D. Dogs: No, thank you.  They're too demanding.  :)


E. Essential start to your day: A nice, tall, cold Cherry Coke Zero or fountain Diet Coke!


F. Favorite color: Red



G. Gold or silver: White gold



H. Height: 5'2.75"



I. Instruments you play(ed): Piano


J. Job title: Stay at home mom, part-time accountant, part-time access rep.  No wonder I'm so tired.



K. Kids: Brady, Zachary and Easton!!!  So blessed!


L. Live: Ohio


M. Mom’s name: Connie


N. Nicknames: Honey, Cupcake, Whistle Britches (don't ask)


O. Overnight hospital stays: A few too many - broken arm that required surgery when I was 10; punctured colon, 2 c-sections (yea!) and of course, Easton's 10-day stay in the NICU which meant we stayed, too!


P. Pet peeves: Bad drivers and ignorant people (one in the same a lot of times!)


Q. Quote from a movie: "You had me at hello"  (I couldn't really think of anything else - not a big movie person)


R. Righty or lefty: Righty



S. Siblings: 2 sisters


T. Time you wake up: 8-ish....which is too early for me.  I will never be a morning person.


U. Underwear: Gap Body


V. Vegetables you don’t like: Pretty much all of them unfortunately.


W.What makes you run late: Ummmm....my husband??  ;)


X. X-rays you’ve had: It might be easier to list what I haven't had x-rayed??? 


Y. Yummy food you make: Apple pie


Z. Zoo animal favorites: Monkeys....and any of the baby animals!

Unanswered Prayers

Growing up with two adopted sisters you would think I would have WANTED to adopt.  Lots of people are led to adoption through the need to help a child.  Not me.  I didn't want to adopt.  I wanted my kids to look like each other and know what it was like to have a biological sibling.  Selfish, I know, but it is what it is.  So, as soon as my husband and I got married we started trying to have a baby.  I always thought I'd have trouble getting pregnant since my mom did.  I was right.  Luckily, we got pregnant 5 months after we were married thanks to Clomid.  We lost that baby at 13 weeks and continued to try through almost every method imaginable for the next year and a half to get pregnant again.  Our fertility specialist finally told us our chances were 'slim' and suggested adoption.  I was devastated but really wanted to be a mom so we set out on our journey.

I couldn't fathom the thought of an open adoption.  There was no way I could/would risk a birth mother changing her mind.  A friend at work had recently adopted a little boy from Russia - we decided this was the plan for us.....we wanted to adopt a caucasian child (to avoid "looking" like I couldn't have my own kids - selfish again) and I needed a "sure thing"....which seemed more likely with an international adoption believe it or not.

In November, 2005 - 23 months after we got married - we submitted our application to the adoption agency we picked and started to tackle the mountain of paperwork, home studies, government clearance, etc. with total excitement and the expectation of bringing TWO babies home the following summer.  We decided we wanted to adopted two at once because it's a lot cheaper than adopting one and then going back through all of the paperwork and trips a couple of years later (we knew we wanted more than one child.) 

On February 15, 2006 we finally received our government clearance which completed our dossier.  We mailed all FOUR pounds of paperwork a couple of days later and were put on "the list" as open to adopt two babies under the age of 18 months.  And we waited. 

The summer came and went with no referral.  We had a baby shower for TWO babies in July thinking we'd get the call any day.  By September we were past sick of waiting and decided to change our preference to ONE baby under the age of 18 months.  We kept getting updates on how many families were ahead of us on 'the list'....it seemed like forever.  All sorts of government nonsense made our wait a lot longer than we anticipated.  When we started the process, the wait was only expected to be a couple of months.  But, Russian adoptions basically came to a screaching halt in the summer of 2005 and everything got backed up making our wait even longer.

Finally, on a Thursday afternoon in October we got 'the call'.  Our social worker called me at work around 4:30 and told me she had a referral for us to review....but warned me that the child was born with heart disease and had spent a lot of time in the hospital and even had heart surgery at 5 months old.  So, my husband and I decided to review the referral information objectively WITHOUT looking at the pictures she was attaching.  I grabbed my laptop and borrowed an office for some privacy and waited for the email....on the phone with my husband the entire time.  For some reason, he got the email first....the anticipation was KILLING me.  He opened the email and said, "oh s**t" (pardon his French)....for some reason the pictures were showing in the body of the email.  I think he was done at that point.  Love at first sight.  And could you blame him?  This is what he saw......and what I saw a few minutes later.....

The first thing I said was, "he looks like you!"  We tried to remain objective as we read the information provided, called the doctor at the International Adoption center at Cincinnati Children's Hospital, and talked to our families.  The doctor requires 48 hours to review referrals and give an opinion.  Since it was late on a Thursday, we wouldn't hear from her until Monday morning at best.  In the meantime, we had every doctor and nurse we knew review the information.  They all thought everything sounded great but we still wanted to hear what the international specialist said.  I was in a meeting in the board room when my cell phone vibrated on Monday morning (I had warned my boss that I may have to take the call) so I ran out to take the call....the international doctor had consulted with a pediatric cardiologist and they both agreed that there was no reason they would advise against adopting this sweet little thing.  I think we had basically already decided to accept the referral so this was just good reassurance.  :)

I called Brendan and we decided to call our social worker and "accept"!  Unfortunately, we had to wait 6 long weeks before we could go to Russia and meet him.  He hadn't been on "the Russian list" long enough (another lovely rule) and we weren't allowed to travel until he was released from the Russian list and added to the international list.  If a Russian family came forward and wanted to adopt him at any point, they would be allowed to.  However, given his heart disease he wasn't seen as "desirable" (to anyone but us) and luckily we were able to meet him in mid-November.....and then bring him home on December 17, 2006!!!

Ironically.....his birthday is February 15, 2006 - the day we finally got our government clearance and could complete our dossier.  :) 

Our family has grown since then....you can read about that here......and we couldn't be happier.  Everything happens for a reason .....God REALLY wanted us to be Brady's parents and we're so glad that he chose us!!!

Happy Birthday, Zachary James!

My sweeb baby Zachary James turned 3 years old today.  I can't believe it - he's getting so big.  Breaks my heart.  Tonight, I was telling him that it makes me sad how fast he's growing and he said, "awww, I think you'll be just fine."  He is honestly one of the sweetest, kindest souls I've ever met.  I just love him to pieces. 

So, Zachy here's what you've been up to lately:

• You still weigh a scrawny 28 pounds - same as your baby brother!
• You're wearing 3T clothes
• You can still wear a size 4 diaper but.........as of two days from now, diapers will no longer be allowed!!!  :)
• You're a great sleeper - you sleep around 11 hours every night and take a 2-3 hour each afternoon
• You still sleep in a crib and I L-O-V-E this....and so do you.  You'll be in that crib as long as you want!!
• You're a very picky eater.  You love cereal bars, french toast sticks, chocolate milk, lemonade, french fries, bananas, apples, pasta, pancakes and JUNK!
• You love bulldozers, the Cars movie, Dinosaur Train and animals
• Your favorite color is red
• You think you're six years old for some reason??? 
• You love to "mother" your stuffed animals and refer to yourself as a mom all the time (melts my heart)
• If a 'stranger' says hi to you you'll say, "I'm shy" and look down
• You recently started referring to youself as a 'man'
• You have the sweetest, kindest, old soul of anyone I know and I can't wait to see what an amazing man you become.  I love you so much - you're a wonderful human being and I'm so proud to be your mom!!!

3 Small Miracles

Well, technically there are FOUR small miracles on our card this year:  Brady, Zachary, Easton and...........I actually agreed to include a picture of myself this year!  ;)  We usually only do the photo card with a picture and message on the front but this year our photographer got a good deal on some card stock and we were able to do a picture on the front AND back for the same price on better quality paper!  I had to come up with a message for the back on the fly (thanks to Google) and really like what we ended up with!  :)

FRONT:



BACK:

It's kind of hard to read but the back says, "May your new year hold many small miracles."  Love it!

Merry Christmas!!!



Poor Santa

Well, we did our parently (is that a word?) duty and made the trek to the mall last week to see Santa.  Brady and Zachary were all about it....Brady's biggest concern was that we would have to wait in line.  Ha!  Luckily, there was no one in line ......but that didn't make it any easier for Zachary and Easton.  Brady marched right up and told Santa what he wanted for Christmas - a cement mixer.  And then we forced Zachary and Easton to go up, too.....and here's the lovely result:

Please note that Brady has a death grip on Zachary otherwise he would've been out of there in no time!  They took two very shots and then I rescued them.  :) 

They were fine as soon as Santa was out of sight and they loved the bells he gave them....

Then we headed to the food court for lunch.....unbeknownst to me, there's a bunch of those automated "rides" there for the kids which was a big hit (and means no one ate)!

Zachy was clearly over his trauma at this point.  ;)

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