Tuesday, December 14, 2010

We have a winner!

Rupi was having a toddler moment (all day long) and so refused to make the draw. Luckily Blossom was more than happy to stand in....




She enthusiastically makes a draw,
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And comes away with some finalists!
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Narrows it down to two...

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And then there's only one

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Its WIDGEY!

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Who promptly gets eaten...

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Well done Widgey, one of my mostest favourite bloggie mates! Email me with your address and I will get them off to you (they arrived today and are beautifully wrapped- I did give the parcel a good squeeze though!)


And thank you to everyone for entering- I appreciate you all so much xxxx

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Sunday, December 12, 2010

Santi-pants

Christians and Santa (aka Father Christmas) are like Christians and Halloween. You get 5,000 varying opinions and all of them are heart felt.

There have been two awesome posts about the fat old man in a red suit over the last day or so and they are both brilliant. If you have ever wondered about this topic have a read here and here....

We are working out how we feel about it all and for this year all we are doing is having Santa sacks (Father Christmas stockings etc). Growing up we used pillowcases for our stockings and so I have made two simple drawstring sacks with each child's initial on the front.
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On Christmas morning we plan to get up before the kiddies (therefore will be starting our day at about 4.30am....), grab Blossom's bottle and some coffee and get the kids into bed with us. Their sacks will be hanging off the drawers in our room and they can get into them. Can't wait! Blossom's stash is not very exciting with clothing and her first (pink, awww!) drink bottle but I don't imagine she'll care!

We haven't even mentioned Father Christmas to Rupi and he wouldn't know who the heck he was so I figure we have another year to come up with a definate plan...

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Friday, December 10, 2010

Giveaway!


This is my 300th post. 300!!!!! Yikes. This blog started as word from God. To share what I was experiencing. This blog has witnessed my greatest pain and greatest joy. It has seen God break through for us in miraculous ways. This blog has seen my mourning turn to dancing.

And I love that I know so many of you. I don't blog for anything other than the sheer joy of it and the chance to know all of you. I don't count followers or look at stats. I just love to write and I love knowing all of you.

So to thank you I am giving away two of these little gems. Made by PaisleyJade who is one of my followers and favourite bloggie friends, they caught my eye the minute she posted about them. I just love them!! Lucky there were only two in her shop or I may have got more....

You get a little pink one and a lime one. I won't name them although I'd love to, I will leave that to you!







Leave a comment and Rupi will make a (scientific) draw next Tuesday (14 December 2010). Open to anyone from anywhere!

And thanks...here's to you!


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Tuesday, December 7, 2010

It always ends badly

It starts with such promise. Together on the bed while I fluff around. Each holding one of Mama's lotion or potions. Laughing and all smiles.
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There's joy as one anothers lotion or potion is admired. The spirit of sharing and loving shimmers in the air.



More giggling as cream is put on each other. My heart is full (as I hastily fling make-up on my face).



But. One of us decides that his potion is not enough. I see that snake in the tree!




And just like that the peaceful, joyeous atmoesphere shatters. The banshee erupts. And I have yet to finish my makeup. Sigh.
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Sunday, December 5, 2010

Celebrate!

Today was a cause for much celebration, our little Blossom got dedicated. No, this does not "make" her a Christian. Rather we, as her parents, stand before our church and God and promise to bring her up in the ways of God. And the church promises to help us in return. And the church is awesome at helping and encouraging!

I cannot believe that it was only last year we did the same for Rupi. And how different this feels. Rupi was our breakthough, our son of vision and restorer. When he came we got the chance to do those things we'd waited so long to do. Like have a baby shower and dedicate our child before God. So when we did those things for the first time it was so emotional. With Rupi's dedication we were still healing and I was still raw. I honestly wept through the WHOLE dedication. Tears of utter joy and gratitude and relief.

But this!

This is joy. This is celebration. This is the end of infertility. We were singing before the dedication and God whispered the word "celebrate". True's bob, the next line in the song was about celebration. Nice one. NICE ONE!

Blossom is the "pure unmerited favour of God". His Grace. His Mercy. His Abundance. She is her Mama's princess and the cherry on the top of our cake.

So this was us. The same pastor who dedicated Rupi dedicated Blossom. [I took her to introduce her to him pre-service, to stop her freaking out.... and she vomited on him. Heck. And he was preaching this morning. Twice. He handled it well I thought... Although what option did he have???]



Blossom got some awesome prophesy. Thank you God! Rupi handled himself well and only went feral once Blossom's turn was over. After the sweets didn't pacify our small brown bear, Dida snuck off into the foyer with him. I graciously received prayer for the parents on behalf of both of us...thanks Rupi. I am sorry to say the feral state of being continued on throughout the service. Blossom however was an angel!

She looked so cute (may I say so myself!) She wore a dress her Nana got her in Scotland. I shortened the sleeves for her to make it a summer dress. Her auntie Kiki got her the headband and I adapted her socks to suit the outfit. The only thing I would change is to make her some knickers. I didn't think the dress would ride up so much and disposable nappies on show = not so cool.
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We had a family photo afterwards which was like trying to herd cats. You can kind of see Blossom and I behind Penny. Sort of. [Note Rupi's face- awesomeness.]



My Mom got Blossom a cute little Bunnykins bowl and the card attached read:

"Children are a gift from the Lord, they are His Blessing." Psalm 127:3

This just expresses how I feel. Perfectly. Thanks God. Most Awesome Writer and Crafter of Words!

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Saturday, December 4, 2010

Weekending with....

Amazing sun-shiny weather! Welcome Summer!

There's been imaginary sword play with chalk marked bottom


Nudi-rudi water slip sliding


And cuddles with Dida on a picnic blanket in her brothers t-shirt
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Tomorrow is Blossom's dedication and I am so excited! Yay God, thank you!



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Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Adoption rhythm


This whole adoption thing still takes some managing. We need to find a rhythm in this. As we've never walked this road before and probably never will again, it's all new.
And we didn't know of anyone else who's adopted before. Let's not get started on WHY that is and HOW only 25 (approx.) adoptions happen PER year in Auckland. Let's just not go there...

Anyway.

I was chatting to someone we finally found who's adopted a child and she was stunned at how open our adoption is. It made me feel a little bit proud of what we've done and also gave me permission to manage the open-ness too.

The level of open-ness was set before Rupi was even born. We (were quite naughty and) did things under the radar a bit as far as the social services were concerned. This was driven by Sweetpea and her family. Sweetpea said to us that unless we met her, she would not consider us. This is a huge no-no with the social services. No meeting until after birth.

We longed for a child and would have tap danced over hot coals if they had said that's what we needed to do, so we met Sweetpea and her family.

They asked for openess and we agreed. They wanted a lot of contact as did J's family when we met them. So how do you go back on your word once the papers are signed? You don't.

This created huge issues for me to be honest. I struggled with the right to call myself Rupi's mother. And it made me very defensive (initially) with the birth families. In retrospect we should have taken a good couple of months out and had time to solidify ourselves as a family and THEN intergrated the birth familes. But how do you go back on your word? You don't.

Fast forward two years and we are still finding our way. Adoption is fluid and seems to change constantly. We also need to bear in mind Rupi's needs as well as the needs of the birth familes. The birth familes have come first in many ways and now I think Rupi needs to come first.

Rupi is a very reserved personality. He is very attached to Dida and I and finds it hard to leave us or be separated from us. He is even reserved with our parents sometimes if he hasn't seen them for a week or so. He still performs when the nanny arrives and takes a while to adjust each morning. As I have posted before I am not sure what impact adoption has had on him and we are just not willing to push him too much.

But I do push him when it comes to the birth familes. To interact with them. They bribe him with sweets to sit on their laps and cuddle him. It has got to the stage when I am uncomfortable with it. I think we need to let him be. He's only 2 years old and acts the same in all social settings. He's like a shy little woodland creature. Not really a deer though, something more solid....maybe a badger???? or a little bear? Yes, a little brown bear- awww...[Anyway, get back to the point girl] He needs time to emerge from the undergrowth and connect with people.

So we are going to need to gently manage that. It's hard because he is ADORED by J's side of the family who shower him with gifts. On the other hand, Sweetpea and her family didn't even send Rupi a birthday card. I found that hard. No doubt about it. But Dida reminds me that we can't force anything.

So very gentle managment is needed. With constant adjustment around Rupi's needs and awareness. It's a good thing and we are so grateful for two wonderful families. We are walking an unfamiliar road and learning the way as we go. And that takes flexibility and finding of new rhythms.....






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