It's been awhile, hasn't it. I so love blogging and I have so much to say, but.......
So a new beginning.
Yesterday was the one year anniversary of adopting Ivy Kate. It was such a non event no one remembered till the very end of the night. Which means she's officially family. We are not a particularly sentimental people and regularly forget our anniversary, our birthdays etc. However we do celebrate gotcha day with gusto. So just to let you know how things are going well, last night for the first time my two girls studied together.
In adoption there is nothing more beautiful then just the everydayness. We worked hard to get here and I noticed it while doing a load of laundry last night. No big deal, just normal life. I die.
To really celebrate I tracked down the school nurse that kept my peanut alive during 4th grade. She is a t1 diabetic and her mom and dad decided to not feed her or give her insulin that year, you know people get stressed, can you imagine?. Everyday my sweet girl went to school and had extremely high blood sugars, her school nurse would give her insulin and keep her close till her blood glucose was decent, it usually took all day. Only to send her right back home knowing she would not be cared for properly and she would see her again tomorrow. Needless to say she called cps often. Ivy kate ended up repeating the 4th grade in foster care and has been medically cared for ever since. But I have prayed and cried about this nurse for 18 mths, begging God to richly bless her. Today I got to call her and let her know that she had saved her life and and that all her care and cps calls had not been in vain. That she was doing well and that she was loved and had a forever family. I cried, she cried, the school receptionist cried. It was FREAKING BEAUTIFUL! She never knew what happened to her, she just knew she was taken from her parents. Please Jesus bless that woman abundantly. Thank you for her, thank you for all the teachers, nurses and school counselors who regularly agonize over children and make that call, not knowing what will happen. Thank you so much for diligence and her sense of duty. Without her I'm not sure what would have happened to Ivy Kate.
In other news my oldest daughter is a sr and that is truly killing me. How will I send her off to college? I've sent my oldest son, that was not easy. But somehow sending my daughter is harder, she seems and probably is more vulnerable. I simply don't like it, but just like with my son, it has become obvious that she is ready and I am excited to see her adventure unfold.
She has proudly proclaimed herself an old cat lady and really wanted a picture of herself with her cat milly. Everyone thought I was insane but her cat is her baby and she has had her for 14 yrs. She is part of her childhood and I wanted a picture also. I think it turned out beautiful..
So in decor news I have decided to slip cover my dining room chairs. Mostly because they are the most comfortable chairs ever and even though our new kitten has clawed them to shreds, I love them. Here is the first slipcover
Amidst all my christmas decor. It's a little loose on purpose. I wanted it to slip on easy because I'm sure it will need washing fairly frequently. I didn't want ties, but I wanted something that could easily be undone to wash when necessary
So I did a little inverted pleat with just my fingers and then sewed a button to cinch it together. It classes it up and adds a little more design at the same time.
My son went thrift store shopping with his now facebook official girlfriend and he told me that her favorite thing to do is repurpose thrift store clothes into something else. My heart beat a little faster, I looked deep in his eyes to make sure he wasn't messing with me. Trust is a delicate thing.......... could she be the one? I mean thrift store repurposing is a solid character quality in a son's girlfriend, don't you think? I will have to be careful..... my heart has been hurt before, you know people say they like thrifting, but you never know they could just be reeling you in. Oh my...... a girlfriend who likes thrifting, it's really a mother's dream come true! I knew I raised him well. :)