Brave Adventure

Brave Adventure

Thursday, December 11, 2014

One Year

Happy First Birthday, Little Man!

Fun facts for month twelve:
Weight: 17lbs
Height: 27.5 inches
Eating: Nursing once a day, 3 meals/1 snack

Sleeping: 2 naps per day, all night
Diaper: Size 3 diapers
Clothing: 6-12 months, 9-12 months, 12 months

What's new for month twelve:
  • He is walking with one hand held if he wants something, ha
  • He bangs the table any time wants more, but has started doing this if he wants you to do something again also. He laughs and waives both hands up and down (read: again, again!)
  • He loves advent activities and thought his birthday party was The Best! 
  • He likes to take his hat off and put it back on (while laughing)
  • He is starting to put the rings back on his stacking toy!
  • He shoved his ENTIRE face into the cake
  • He is finally starting to sit through one book a day. I just want him to like reading so badly! 
  • His favorite food is...butter. Yep. This kids throws his hands up and squeals if you'll put some butter on his toast.
  • He has gotten a little more cuddly and sometimes in the midst of playing, he will come over to give me a little cuddle/hug before he goes to play some more. 
  • His favorite birthday toys are a green truck (with legos included), his wagon, and a ball.
  • He takes after his sister in that he likes to touch foreheads with you when he's being sweet.
  • I asked him for a kiss the other day to see what happened and he open mouth slobbered all over my face. It was gross and hysterical! 
  • I feel like he eats more than any little kid should, yet he cannot keep his weight up. 
  • Everything is a jungle gym to this kiddo.
  • He loves the push toy
  • He has figured out how to walk using the wall for support
    He tried to say some of our families' names this year! It's adorable!
  • He wants to walk so badly
  • He has a bit of a rebellious streak (as in the word "no" means nothing to me)
  • If you put his arm in the sleeve, he will push his hand through. Or if you put the shirt over his head, but do not uncover his eyes, he will try and pull it the rest of the way down.
  • He loves to pull out all the toys and books, then explore the whole room of mess he has created
  • He loves to look out the window
  • He loves his sister and they are playing so well! She gets down on the floor and they crawl around laughing hysterically
  • He can give you a high five!
  • He loves being outside!!
  • He is still anemic, pray that changes soon.
  • If you can hang with all the pictures below, you'll be rewarded with some cake pictures!

Uncle Bubba!

Thanksgiving Dinner - he's not complaining!

Plenty of hands to help out

First Spaghetti - yumm

He loved advent - cutting out paper snowflakes

Don't hug meeee

Birthday cake!

Dinosaur coloring for the bigger kids

RB's a fan


Gigi and C!

We decided that he needed a bit of cake for breakfast on his actual birthday as well.


Pop! Whoa!

Great Grandaddy time

Helping pick out his first real Christmas tree

Christmas lights in Canton, MS!

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

According to John

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things weer made through Him, and without Him was not any thing made that was made. In Him was life, and the life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, and hte darkness has not overcome it...The true light, which gives light to everyone, was coming into the world. He was in the world, and the world was made through Him, yet the world did not know Him. He came to His own, and His own people did not receive Him. But to all who did receive Him, who believed in His name, He gave the right to become children of God, who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God. And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen His glory, glory as the only Son from the Father,full of grace and truth.
(John 1:1-14, ESV)

I have begun our advent reading for the year. A friend and I made them (or more like she made them and I helped with the brainstorming and the cutting/gluing part) this year and I have been so excited to get started. Each day has a reading and an activity. Yesterday, we learned a new Christmas Carol. I taught RB "Jingle Bells" for the first time, and then the husband and I went to worship choir where we learned a new version of O Come O Come Emmanuel that touched my heart so deeply (arr. Matt Maher). 
Then we got home and put the kids to bed like normal. But in the midst of getting ready for to call it a night, our littlest awoke screaming. Sometimes he wakes up crying for just a minute and then falls back asleep - it happens so fast that you can't go in to help if you wanted. But last night was different for some reason. He cried and cried and cried. The husband tried to help, I tried to help, and the husband tried to help again. Our little just could not be consoled. It just hurt my heart to hear him crying like that, to know he's exhausted, and not to be able to help him reach sleep. So the husband sent me to bed, but I could not wind down. In the midst of all that, we realized we had not done our advent reading for the day. So last night, much later than I should have been awake, we read through John 1:1-5. It never ceases to feel so beautiful to me. It never stops filling my heart with awe and joy. I love that. It helped me take a spiritual breath before sleep.

But, don't you know it, God wasn't finished with me yet. He wasn't done with me and this passage.

A good friend and I are currently reading through John 1-12 over and over right now. Just really grasping it before we move on (if you want to know more about this, I can write a separate post). So this morning when I got up to read, don't you know it was time to start over in John 1? I got to read that beautiful passage again, but then I got to read below that too. The True Light. It was so beautiful and then I got to the section that says "But to all who did receive him, who believed in His name, he gave the right to become children of God, who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God." And it just hit me again - we have been so graciously adopted by the One who has made all, seen all, known all. He who does not need me, chose me, adopted me, into His family. "He gave the right". He allowed it,  He graciously gave it. We did not earn it. We weren't the prettiest in the bunch or the smartest or strongest or fastest. But He gave it because He loves us and longs to bring us into relationship with Him that His name might be the more glorified. 

It's this beautiful difficult path, salvation and sanctification. It's so hard all the time and so amazing. It's painful and lovely. It's pruning and it's comfort. It's strength and it's brokenness.

That's exactly what the adoption process has felt like too. It's beautiful and it's difficult. It's strength and it's brokenness. God is just forever working this process  and His Word together in a beautiful symphony, changing me into a woman after His own heart. Allowing me to be His child. Weaving a fabric of glory. And I think that He's doing me a favor in just allowing me to adopt this little one and to be a part of His story. It's so lovely and so weighty all at once.