Raising Mikah: Our Journey with a 14q Deletion: The Simple Woman's Daybook~ May 18, 2009

Monday, May 18, 2009

The Simple Woman's Daybook~ May 18, 2009

For Today...

Outside my window... the sounds of birds singing, sunshine and beautiful green.

I am thinking... how I love the sun and the green of spring!

From the learning rooms... we learned the consonant H today. I love Ellie's excitement at discovering new things!

I am thankful for... my husband's first paycheck since he was laid off in January.

From the kitchen... beef stroganoff, steamed veggies and a simple salad.

I am wearing... jeans, t-shirt and socks.

I am reading... The Body Ecology Diet...gleaning many ideas for Mikah as well as myself.

I am hoping... to enjoy a walk with my family this evening.

I am creating... cleanliness in our Florida room and a scrapbook for my little man...I figured I should finish it since he is almost 2 1/2 y.o. :)

I am praying... for wisdom and discipline in using my time...there are so many things to be done...just trying to figure out what I should be doing...especially with Mikah's program.

Around the house... spring cleaning in the Florida room, plants to get in the ground and seeds to plant...oh yeah...I guess I should clean the kitchen :P

One of my favorite things... Mikah playing with my hair.

A few plans for the rest of the week... we checked Wal-Mart off the list today, other grocery shopping later in the week, the plants we bought yesterday need planted, general chores, last night of AWANA on Wednesday night and lunch with daddy at his new job on Friday!

Here is a picture thought I am sharing with you...

So sweet!! Mikah is 24 hours young!

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THE SPECIAL MOTHER by Erma Bombeck

Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures, and a couple by habit.

This year, nearly 100,000 women will become mothers of handicapped children. Did you ever wonder how mothers of handicapped children 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, Marjorie: daughter; patron saint Cecilia.

"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 handicapped child.

"The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy."

"Exactly," says God. "Could I give a child with a handicap to 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."

"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 less than perfect. 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 'Momma' for the first time, she will be witness to a miracle and know it! When she describes a tree or a sunset to her blind 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, his pen poised in mid-air.

God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."