We are super excited for this weekend. We're thrilled to have lots of grandparents in town to see Kinsley and most excited to have her baptized on Sunday! It is such an incredibly important day and we are so thankful to have so many loved ones to share it with. My mom made her her baptism gown out of her wedding dress and I cannot wait to post pics. She did an AMAZING job with it and I am sure it will bring me to tears to see Kinsley in it tomorrow. I am also thankful that mom finally got to put her Home Economics degree to good use and bust out the sewing machine. Pretty sure she will now be addicted to making clothes for the Kinster.
Lots to get done before tomorrow morning! I know the most important part of tomorrow will be witnessing Kinsley begin her journey as a child of God but before then, I must prepare! I pray that the rain passes us so we can enjoy lunch on the deck. Lord knows it will be a squeeze getting 20 people comfortably seated inside the house! But it will all work out, it always does. Thanks for everyone keeping up with the Hase Posse, we love you all.
On a very sad note, I am asking for prayers for the Marakis Family as they lost their little one to complications to CMN and NCM. May God give them the strength they need to get through this rough time.
The Kinster
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
Everything in moderation...
I am sorry to have ignored the blog for so long.
I have learned in the last few months that this whole nevus thing is a pretty shady, pun intended. I can talk to one doctor and turn around and get completely different information from the next. I try and sift through the facts but that is the trouble when you have a daughter that is one in 500,000...you just don't have the facts. I dive into the internet (not my best friend) and spend hours on 'blogspots' reading about other little ones battling the same condition. I compare war stories, I find comfort in others writings. I get lost. I need to stop.
I guess I am trying to take this all in without it taking me all in, and failing. Miserably. I have learned that if I let me mind do the walking, we end up in some pretty scary places. I need to find a happy-medium. I have got to learn to deal with the waiting and the gray areas and the things that are out of my control. I have got to trust God and know that he will never give me more than I can handle. So this is it, on this beautiful (looking) day, it's windier than crap out there, I am going to make myself a promise. I am going to move forward with life and everything that it may have in store for us with a smile on my face. No more "woe is me." No more worries...okay that is a lie. But I will promise to only worry in moderation and at a pace that does not intrude on any other area of my life. I will look at each day as a gift and resist the temptation to research this stupid nevus. I will wait patiently for her next surgery and MRI. I will remain strong and positive and diligent in prayer. I will because I can.
I have learned in the last few months that this whole nevus thing is a pretty shady, pun intended. I can talk to one doctor and turn around and get completely different information from the next. I try and sift through the facts but that is the trouble when you have a daughter that is one in 500,000...you just don't have the facts. I dive into the internet (not my best friend) and spend hours on 'blogspots' reading about other little ones battling the same condition. I compare war stories, I find comfort in others writings. I get lost. I need to stop.
I guess I am trying to take this all in without it taking me all in, and failing. Miserably. I have learned that if I let me mind do the walking, we end up in some pretty scary places. I need to find a happy-medium. I have got to learn to deal with the waiting and the gray areas and the things that are out of my control. I have got to trust God and know that he will never give me more than I can handle. So this is it, on this beautiful (looking) day, it's windier than crap out there, I am going to make myself a promise. I am going to move forward with life and everything that it may have in store for us with a smile on my face. No more "woe is me." No more worries...okay that is a lie. But I will promise to only worry in moderation and at a pace that does not intrude on any other area of my life. I will look at each day as a gift and resist the temptation to research this stupid nevus. I will wait patiently for her next surgery and MRI. I will remain strong and positive and diligent in prayer. I will because I can.
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