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Name: Elizabeth
Country: United States
State: Washington
Birthday: 9/26/1974
Gender: Female
Interests: "He who did not spare his own Son but gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him graciously give us all things?" - Romans 8:32 - - - our Community of Grace (i.e. our church - Green Lake PCA) - - - my hubby (Jozer) - it's great to be married to someone who makes you laugh a lot - - - children, especially my nieces and nephew: Lillian Grace, born October 2004, Adelaide Deirdre, born August 2006, and Josiah Dee, born January 2005 - - - microbrews of the Pacific Northwest & cigars (yes, my female friends don't understand it but I do enjoy smoking them).
Expertise: spoiling my nieces and nephew; labeling things;
Message: message me
Member Since:
3/15/2005
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| Meet Caleb
We got to meet and hold Caleb today (Saturday, March 17th). I know I'm completely biased but I have never seen a more beautiful baby in all my life. I'd post a picture of Joseph with Caleb but due to unfortunate timing on the part of some of the hospital staff, he really didn't get a chance to hold him.
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| IT'S A BOY!!!
Our son, Caleb, was born at 10:56 a.m. on March 16th, weighing 7 pounds and measuring 21 inches. As of tonight, we have not yet met nor held him but hopefully that's what tomorrow will bring. If you really do want to read more about this journey let me know and I'll probably give you the link to our other blog.
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| We're Going to Be Parents
We've been chosen by a birthmother to adopt her son who is due in 10 days. When will this feel real?!? We're in shock. The first we knew of this possibility was just about 24 hours ago.
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| Who's Who?
Leah e-mailed me a picture of Addy in her carseat, wearing a hat that Lily wore quite a bit when she was younger. In fact, Leah has a picture of Lily in the same hat and carseat at a similar age and so I replied to her that I wanted to compare the two. She e-mailed me back with both pictures attached and asked me if I thought they looked similar.
My response? "I guess I'd have to say 'yes' since at first glance I thought you'd sent me two more pictures of Addy from the same series."
 
Now, I'm not blind and when I look at them side by side I can definitely see differences (Addy's face is rounder, Lily's eyes are darker, etc.). I think Addy is about two months older than Lily was. But you can also definitely tell they're sisters and I can't wait to see how this continues to play out as they grow up. (Oh, and for those of you who don't know them well enough to tell the difference,***edit: Lily is on the right, Addy is on the left Lily is on the left, Addy is on the right. Thanks for the correction, Christina!***)
Incidentally, last time Lillian was over here we were looking through our adoption profile scrapbook and I was pointing out different people she knows but might not have recognized (her mom as a child, for instance). Looking at a picture of Leah, Lillian and me, I asked her who "that" (Lillian) was and she said, without hesitation, "Addy."
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| Life with Lillian: Sleepovers at Uh Joe & Ah Bop's
Lillian spent the night with us a couple of times recently. As she was being her cute, grown up self, I found myself thinking, "I should go post as soon as she goes to bed so I don't forget this stuff." But when I sat down to after tucking her in bed, it was too late, I had already forgotten a lot. I have found, though, that over time and with the telling and retelling of the anecdotes, more came back to me. So here (not necessarily in chronological order) are some of those memories.
In the toy box she found a very old pacifier that I keep with the doll clothes. Apparently, a pacifier is a pacifier in her mind and she walked around sucking on that thing for a good part of the evening.
 
At dinner as she was drinking her water (from one of my water bottles), she choked on it a bit. Joseph asked her if there were bones in the water (a phrase his mom uses). Her reply, "no, bones in my hands...body book." We could only guess that she has a book at home about the parts of the body. Do we have a doctor in the making? With her love of dolls/babies and how fascinated she is with doctor things, I have no trouble imagining her as an outstanding pediatrician someday.
Not long before being with us, she had had a pretty bad cough for a week or so. Leah taught her the importance of covering her mouth by coughing into her arm. The night she was with us, I had that cough (hmmm, I wonder who I got it from) and, being the good little legalist she is, anytime I didn't cover my mouth, she would remind me, "cough in arm, Ah Bop." When I complied, she came back with, "jubjob (good job), Ah Bop.
I was upstairs getting her bed ready. She found a pile of the lavender
and yellow squares I've been knitting (that will eventually be a
blanket for Addy). Picking them up, she said, "these are so cute!"
I was in the process of putting her jammies on. We had gotten all her clothes off and her Pull-Up on and she said, "I want to show Uh Joe my naked."
The first time she spent the night here and slept in her sleeping bag instead of the crib, I had left her door open because the room was really cold and I wanted to let some of the heat from downstairs in there. I told her I wanted her to stay in her "bed" or else she'd have to sleep in the crib. Every time she's been here since, when I tuck her in she asks me to leave the door open and assures me she'll stay in bed. And in the morning when we go in to get her up, she's in the bed and always assures us, "I not get out of bed."
The day after she spent the night (in February) I took her to my nanny job with me. We were all playing with K'nex and she said, "I makin' a flower for Grace." When she was finished, she even held it to her nose to smell it.
 
Last weekend when she was here, she was playing with some new toys I had acquired. One of them was a plastic 3" tall traffic light. She asked me what it was and I demonstrated and explained it to her. A little later, she decided she had a better use for it. She was walking around, holding it to her mouth and singing "Old MacDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-o." (And she really does an amazing job of carrying a tune!)
When she was playing with the Fisher Price doll house, I heard her telling the baby, "sit on potty, I hold you." Apparently, she is reinforcing her recent potty training. Whenever she uses a "big potty" (without a kid seat on it) she asks me to hold her, though sometimes once she is seated she no longer wants me to hold her.
At dinner, Joseph said something about how she and the things she says are so precious. But she told us, "I not precious, Addy's precious."
I decided to get out the Johnny Jump Up for Addy. We put her in it and Lillian immediately started pushing her in it as if it were a swing. They were both enjoying this quite a bit until Lillian got a little carried away and pushed it hard and crooked enough for Addy to collide with the door frame. I don't think it actually hurt Addy but she's pretty sensitive so she started crying. I took her out to comfort her. Lillian begged me to put her back in, promising to push more gently. I told her no but suggested she put her doll in it. She liked the idea. When she pushed her doll into the door frame, she said, "Baby go bonk. Sorry, baby. Be more gentle."
When I was in the bathroom getting ready in the morning, I got out her make-up and a mirror for her. She loves smearing the lipstick all around her mouth. She pointed out a number of things and told me, "my mommy has that." Looking into the magnifying side of the mirror, her comment was, "pacy (her pacifier) is big!"
Leah had told me that Lily's been asking a lot of "why" questions already. While with us, I heard a lot of, "What's this?" "What is that for?" "What does that do?" "What's that thing called?" On her most recent visit, the questions were going more like this, "What's that window called?" My response, "A window?!?" But she really does seem to have an honest desire to know the things she's asking about. And, fortunately, she is usually satisfied with most of our answers. At least for now.
She knows that her nickname is Butterfly (of course, when she says it, it ends up sounding more like Firefly). She was even saying last time that she's "Ah Bop's Firefly." She also knows that Addy's nicknames are Ladybug and Chunky Monkey. She has modified the latter to Chunker Monkers.
I told Joseph recently that I think our names are pretty much going to be Uh Joe and Ah Bop. It's not like she couldn't say uncle, aunt or Beth. In fact, I even had her try out Elizabeth and it came out quite well. I also know she can say Joseph because once when I called down to him from upstairs, she called down to him using his full name, too. But I love being Ah Bop and I hope I stay that for a long time to come.
She is talking so much and so well, it just blows us away.
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