Sunday, November 22, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
WOW!
Wow, there must be an almost 4 year old in our house!!!
On two different occasions this morning we found John drawing this...
And this...
Music therapy has done wonders for our little man. His amazing therapist has taught him to write his numbers, use complete sentences, sing numerous songs (word for word) and READ sight words. Yes, my 3 year old can read!!!
We are so proud of him...as always!!!!
In addition to our almost 4 year old, we also have an almost 4 month old!!! Seriously, where does time go?
Little Hopa (as John calls her) is doing just as fabulous as her big brother. She has slept through the night numerous times, smiles, coos, and laughs constantly and is just a delight to be around. Oh, and we are pretty certain that she has her Daddy's blue eyes!
The Birtch Home has definitely been blessed!!!!
Stay tuned for another post in the next few days.....because we are heading to Imagination Avenue this afternoon for John's 4th Birthday Party (with 25 of his best friends....wow!)
Friday, November 06, 2009
Halloween 2009
We had a blast this Halloween! John got the hang of trick or treating and thoroughly enjoyed eating the candy he received!!!
Hope spent the evening sleeping.
Cutest Monkey I have ever seen!
Thursday, November 05, 2009
Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures and a couple by habit. This year thousands of mothers will give birth to a premature baby. Did you ever wonder how mothers of preemies are chosen?
Somehow, I visualize God hovering over Earth selecting His instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As He observes, He instructs His angels to make notes in a giant ledger.
“Armstrong, Beth, son. Patron saint, Matthew.
“Forest, Majorie, daughter. Patron saint, Ceceila.
“Rutledge, Carrie, twins. Patron saint... give her Gerard. He’s used to profanity.
Finally, He passes a name to an angel and smiles, “Give her a premature baby.”
The angel is curious. “Why this one, God? She’s so happy.”
“Exactly, “ smiles God. “Could I give a premature baby a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel.”
“But does she have patience?” asks the angel.
“I don’t want her to have too much patience, or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she’ll handle it.
“I watched her today. She has that sense of self and independence that are so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I’m going to give her has his own world. She has to make it live in her world and that’s not going to be easy.”
“But, Lord, I don’t think she even believes in you.”
God smiles, “No matter, I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness.”
The angel gasps, “Selfishness? Is that a virtue?”
God nods. “If she can’t separate herself from the child occasionally, she’ll never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child who comes in a less than perfect way. She doesn’t realize it yet, but she is to be envied.
“She will never take for granted a spoken word. She will never consider a step ordinary. When her child says ‘Mommy’ for the first time, she will be witness to a miracle and know it. When she describes a tree or a sunset to her child, she will see it as few people ever see my creations.
“I will permit her to see clearly the things I see - ignorance, cruelty, prejudice - and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side.”
“And what about her patron saint?” asks the angel, the pen poised in mid-air.
God smiles. “A mirror will suffice.”
Somehow, I visualize God hovering over Earth selecting His instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As He observes, He instructs His angels to make notes in a giant ledger.
“Armstrong, Beth, son. Patron saint, Matthew.
“Forest, Majorie, daughter. Patron saint, Ceceila.
“Rutledge, Carrie, twins. Patron saint... give her Gerard. He’s used to profanity.
Finally, He passes a name to an angel and smiles, “Give her a premature baby.”
The angel is curious. “Why this one, God? She’s so happy.”
“Exactly, “ smiles God. “Could I give a premature baby a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel.”
“But does she have patience?” asks the angel.
“I don’t want her to have too much patience, or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she’ll handle it.
“I watched her today. She has that sense of self and independence that are so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I’m going to give her has his own world. She has to make it live in her world and that’s not going to be easy.”
“But, Lord, I don’t think she even believes in you.”
God smiles, “No matter, I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness.”
The angel gasps, “Selfishness? Is that a virtue?”
God nods. “If she can’t separate herself from the child occasionally, she’ll never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child who comes in a less than perfect way. She doesn’t realize it yet, but she is to be envied.
“She will never take for granted a spoken word. She will never consider a step ordinary. When her child says ‘Mommy’ for the first time, she will be witness to a miracle and know it. When she describes a tree or a sunset to her child, she will see it as few people ever see my creations.
“I will permit her to see clearly the things I see - ignorance, cruelty, prejudice - and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side.”
“And what about her patron saint?” asks the angel, the pen poised in mid-air.
God smiles. “A mirror will suffice.”
Friday, October 30, 2009
RIP Circle #1
Unfortunately, we had to say good bye to our beloved Circle. He lived a short but happy life!!!
Circle just couldn't hang on any longer.....the mold and mushiness completely took over.
So, we said our good byes and headed off to McDonald Ranch to find his replacement...
We love you Circle 2!!!
Monday, October 26, 2009
Giddy Up
It's that time of year again....time to start Hippotherapy!!!!!!! If you remember, last year I took John all the way to Mesa for Hippotherapy....it was a loooooooong drive but well worth it. Anyhow, I am so excited because we just got a call from the owner of the clinic and she has an opening at the stable near us. We don't start until November 6th though so in the mean time this will have to tide him over...
Now that's some serious riding:)
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Uncle Craig, Aunt Alli & Baby Lindley
My Brother and Sister-in-law are in town for the week....we are loving every minute of it and DON'T want them to go home:(
Uncle Craig and Hope!
He's going to be a great Daddy...can't wait to meet my new niece after the Holidays!!!
John conned him into reading 10 (or more) books!!!
John Craig and Uncle Craig...two of my favorite people!
Aunt Alli (and Baby Lindley) singing to Hope....she's a natural.
I love this picture.
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