Sunday, April 28, 2013

What to Expect When You Have a Child...

This video from tonight sums up perfectly what to expect when you have a child.

Sawyer came out of his bath (obviously naked) and started dancing because Daddy was playing guitar.

I expected to take a video of his naked dancing.
This is what I got:

A baby turns your life completely upside down in some ways. It hasn't been the expenses or the scheduling or anything like that. All of those are things I'm good at- multitasking, budgeting, etc. For me, the changes came from not knowing what to expect. I'm not so good at that part. I really really *really* like to be in control. I expected a fabulous, "I feel so womanly", beautiful pregnancy. I got the opposite. I expected the epidural to work. It didn't. I expected Sawyer to sleep through the night (or at least four hours straight) at say, six months. It took 51 weeks. I expected that breastfeeding would be obvious. He never accepted me, and I had to pump for.ever. and feed him through a bottle. The list could go on and on. I expected to be able to sit at a restaurant for thirty minutes eating peacefully as a family. Yeah. Not going to happen. I expected I would always have patience and love and grace for this mini-me. I expected to have all answers, I expected he wouldn't throw fits in the grocery stores, in church, at the babysitter's, in the middle of dinner, etc. 

I expected a naked dancing video. I got poop on the carpet...




...and I got a priceless, hilarious video of my absolutely precious, amazing, unexpected Sawyer. Same for everything above. A lot of it is a little grosser, a little more fun, and a little crazier than what I expected. Am I right?

*Weekend*

I only have TWENTY days left of school. Can you believe it? Four weeks from now, I will be a paid stay-at-home-mama. I love those summer months! However, this week is PROM WEEK. Yikes. Ordinarily, Daniel and I are just chaperones (only a high school teacher gets to go to Prom over and over with the love of her life!). This year, however, I'm in charge. Oh yes. Completely, 100%, start to finish, in charge. The luck of a class sponsor whose kids happen to be juniors.

That being said, towards the end of this week, and the entirety of next weekend will be devoted to PROM 2013. So this weekend, we completely lived it up- activities, naps, everything I WON'T be doing next weekend. 

First, Thursday night Daniel procrastinated schoolwork made donuts from scratch. He didn't realize the recipe was VERY involved, and it took about four hours start to finish. BUT, he made fantastic donuts. :)



Daniel had schoolwork to do, so he spent most of Saturday in his office working on reading assignments. Then, on Sunday, he spoke at a Baccalaureate Service at a church in Crisman. Some of his FCA coaching contacts asked him to do it, and he was very honored to do so! So pretty much the entire weekend, Sawyer and I got to be best buddies and hang out.

Sawyer wasn't a fan of cleaning the house, so we made some messes instead!
Painting so very carefully...

He did NOT like the paint getting on his hands,

But he was just fine with getting it on his face.



His very favorite mess to make- re-organizing the cupboards...



One for the road: 





Thursday, April 25, 2013

This Is What Happens...

This is what happens when you're grading papers and a student picks up your phone...



 This is what happens when you're trying to read an 18 page paper at home, and your toddler gets a hold of all of the papers (never been so thankful for MLA last name/page numbers at the top of pages)...
 This is what happens when you live in Mayberry, and students trust everyone enough not even to CLOSE their lockers or take their bookbags with them...
 This is what happens when you mix math and a novel...
 This is what happens when I find a pinterest idea I like... (This. is. awesome! It's called Remind 101, and it is a great tool! Most of my kids are NEVER without their phones. Why not use that to my advantage? This website allows you to enter all of your classes, and it gives you a random phone number that is based through the website. Students (or even parents) then text the given code to the number, which enrolls them in the class on the site. Then, I can send out text message reminders about homework, tests, assignment updates, etc. without students ever knowing my number or myself knowing theirs. I am LOVING it.)
This is what happens when a cow gets loose... the town calls the police, and they corner him (or her?) in the grade school playground! Like I said, Mayberry...

This is what happens when you play Phase 10 with three seniors and a math teacher who like to pick on you...

Love

Love this baby...
Shells and Cheese

Enchanted by Harry Potter

Meeting our new family doctor!

How does this work?

Mommy, your head is perfect for sitting on while I do puzzles!

Oh, the mess a baby can make in four hours!

Ready for our nightly walk!

Our Little Life


One of my favorite things to do is save money! I love to get quality things for less. One way that I do that is CVSing! Without CVS, I would never be able to survive. Ok, that's a little dramatic, but seriously. CVS is one of my favorite stores. A few years ago, my sister and I learned how to CVS from the website Southern Savers, and it has saved us thousands of dollars. We have learned how to get household supplies (including diapers!) for much cheaper than anywhere else, and much cheaper than generic supplies! I usually go once a week or once every two weeks, depending on the sales.
This is what I got this week:
For this price:
Before sale prices and coupons, I got almost $54 worth of merchandise. After coupons, I paid $3.92 plus tax, AND, I walked away with $15 Extra Care Bucks (CVS's rewards) to spend on my next trip.
One of these days I'll do a tutorial blog post on how to do this... stay tuned! :)

We live right down the road from the grade school. We can literally see the playground out our front door! On spring, summer, and fall nights, you can almost always see us walking around town. I LOVE to walk. I hate to run, but I love to walk! We walk and talk for about an hour every nice night of the year. Some nights, we take a shortcut through the playground. Ok, after we stop and play, it's not really a shortcut at all, but it's fun!





I LOVE our little life!

Cirque de la Symphonie

We had a great weekend this weekend! My mom decorated for a symphony gala, and she gave us some complimentary tickets. AND one of the coaches Daniel works with was amazing and gave us a Red Lobster gift card. We had two great nights of fun right in a row! Thankfully, Sawyer slept through most of the Red Lobster meal. Now, I realize Red Lobster isn't exactly fine dining, but it's public dining, and sometimes Sawyer doesn't do so well sitting still. We had a great time!

Then, Saturday night, we watched the Symphony. The symphony played six songs while jugglers and acrobats entertained to the music. Sawyer did enjoy it, but when they paused between songs to give a brief history of the song yada yada yada, we had Curious George on the iPhone on silent, which held Sawyer's attention. I'm starting to like the smartphones more and more!





 After a visit to Steak 'n' Shake where kids eat free on Saturdays and Sundays, Sawyer was exhausted. He fell asleep on the couch with his buddies Bird and Blankie!

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Adoption Conference (this is extensive... grab a snack)




 Adoption Conference


On Saturday, Daniel and I attended the Chosen for Life Conference at a church in Champaign, Illinois. You can look at the event and the awesome ministry First Christian Church has here: Chosen- First Christian Church  Adoption has been part of our plan from the very beginning (actually, Daniel’s openness and excitement about adoption is one of the key reasons I married him). We just didn’t know when or how this process would come about. When we found out about this conference, we decided to go and get as much research as possible. It was AMAZING!

For me, I think adoption started in my heart and mind a long, long, LONG time ago. I desperately wanted a little sister or brother, and I remember pleading with my parents just to adopt one. The concept of adoption has always been beautiful to me, and it’s always been something I was focused on doing. When I met Daniel, my friend Margo knew him before I did, and I remember her saying that he was interested in adoption, and that she thought of me when he said that. Boys I’d cared about before had always been ok with the idea, and they had the attitude that “I could probably love an adopted child if I had to”. Daniel was different. Daniel had his typical “Heck, yes! Bring it on!” personality. He had friends who’d adopted, and he was on board with the idea.

Then came Sawyer. Oh, how we love that little boy! Having Sawyer introduced equal parts doubt and commitment to adoption for me. First, let’s talk about the doubts. I never realized just how much you can love a person until Sawyer! What if I can’t love my adopted babies in the same way? What if he feels left out in the adoption process? What if I am not enough to provide everything all of them need? These are some of the things that run through my mind on days when I’m just not sure about this whole adoption process, and it sounds a lot easier to keep living my perfect little life.  But then comes this verse…

"Once our eyes are opened, we can't pretend we don't know what to do.  God, who weighs our hearts and keeps our souls, knows that we know, and holds us responsible to act."
Proverbs 24:12

And this one…

Pure and genuine religion in the sight of God the Father means caring for orphans and widows in their distress and refusing to let the world corrupt you.
James 1:27
  
And then come the days that I am completely sure, 100% excited, and crazy in love with babies I have not yet met. Sawyer proves this to me. Teaching proves this to me. I love Sawyer, and I love my students so much my heart can’t contain it some days. I look at Sawyer, and my heart feels like it’s going to explode from happiness. I look at kids, and my heart breaks daily because I can’t take them home and make sure every single day someone is telling them something encouraging. That whole “You is kind. You is smart. You is important.” thing that came from The Help? That is my goal every single day: to take my kids, Sawyer+ the 111 teenagers in and out of my room, and tell them these great things about themselves- to love them for who they are, where they are- to show them Love that never fails, despite what they do or don’t do. When I think of kids, MY kids, somewhere without us, I can’t wait to hold them in my arms! I think about them in terms of Sawyer- how very much he needs every day from us! Somewhere, my babies are existing, possibly without someone to laugh at their antics, teach them new words, hold them when they cry, kiss their scraped knees, and be their mama. GIVE THEM TO ME NOW!!! Not to mention the *practical* reasons that having Sawyer strengthened my commitment to adoption. If you don’t remember, pregnancy was completely awful for me. See previous posts. I can honestly say that being pregnant was the absolute worst time of my life. I hated it. I’m not excited for it. I think it’s awful. I think it’s a curse from the beginning of time, and I blame Eve for all of my misery. We’ve always wanted a houseful of children, close in age, and had I been able to have children easily without the problems I encountered, I’m pretty sure I just would’ve kept popping children out with adoption always being a “someday goal”. Well, here we are almost 2 years later, still wanting a houseful of children close together, but NOT entertaining the idea at all of having them all biologically.   Having so much sickness caused adoption to be a forefront commitment in our family life, rather than a backburner “when we get around to it” goal.

We know we’ll get questions. We know some people won’t understand. We know it’s A LOT of money- as much as both of our yearly salaries combined. We’ll try to answer them with as much information and grace as possible.

I think the biggest and first one is WHY? I feel like in our generation, adoption is becoming so common and accepted. We, in the middle of rural nowhere, have six sets of family friends who are adopting/have adopted. And that was BEFORE the conference. I feel like that is one awesome thing about the younger generation of Christians- we’re sometimes more open to going and doing and being in new ways. This is not always good, but it is encouraging that not one person in our generation has asked us “Why?”  That question has come over and over from our parents’ generation and older. I think the automatic assumption for adoption motivation is infertility. We obviously can have kids- beautiful, healthy, perfect kids! So why would we go through all of this if we could just have our “own” kids? That question gets me slightly angry, but Daniel always reminds me to have grace. Let me preface by saying that a few years ago, when reading a friend’s blog who has adopted, she mentioned praying for “mama love” for her kids. She is also a teacher, and she loves many many many kids. She prayed for the specific type of love that mothers have for their children (by the way, she received it- she’s a great mom to three adopted boys!). From that moment on, I have done the same thing. So when people want to know “why?” I would go to these lengths and want these children, it makes the Mama Bear in me come out, and I respond with about as much grace as I would to the question of why I would want Sawyer. Why do I want to adopt when I can have my own children? Well, because they ARE my own children. I didn’t have morning sickness for them. I don’t know their names or faces- I don’t even know what country they’re from yet! But I know in the bottom of my heart that they are alive and waiting for me. I’ll save the story of how I know this for another time. The fact that my husband is completely in tune with me on this is semi-miraculous in our household, so we know it’s right. You can read his version of our adoption journey tomorrow (or whenever my sweet, over-committed husband gets time to write his side of the story!). 

So yes, we can have children, and we still want to have more biological children! We are completely open to getting pregnant again and having another Chappell baby. In fact, because of most country’s requirements for age/length of marriage, that’s still our plan! BUT, we’ve got some Chappell babies waiting for us, and we can’t wait to get them as well, so we’re making plans to start the process of bringing them home. 

Which brings us to this verse which is one of the Chappell family favorites…

Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to His power that is at work within us, to Him be the glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever!
Ephesians 3: 20-21



Feel free to follow along with us on our journey!




A Little of This, A Little of That

Before the haircut...

After the haircut!

"I've fallen, and I can't get up!"

Snuggles

Making cookies!

"Why can't I put my hand in the running mixer? That's so horrible! My life is awful!"

"Oh, actually, cookie dough is pretty tasty. Life's not that bad."

Maggie investigating the iPad...

April Showers...

Henry Van Dyke wrote: The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.  

Welcome to the Midwest. We had snow days in March, and spring has taken its sweet time arriving in Illinois. FINALLY, it arrived, and we are so thankful. We've spent as much time outside as the weather allows, and because we are in a particularly rainy season, that means MUD! 

Sawyer LOVES hanging out on the lawn mower. One day, it was very quiet (you know that toddler-something-must-be-amuck-quiet), and I found him.. in the garage... on the mower... grinning.


He loves the rocks in the landscaping!


Planting the planters!

And watering the mudhole...


Big boy with a stick!

Little baby with his blankie!

Off to adventures!

We tilled ground to start creating some landscaping, then it rained over three inches. Can anyone say mud?!?!

Pulling Mommy off the lounge chair and into the mud...

My pretty planter became a mud pit, and I had to pull out the flowers, and save them to replant when it dries out. They were literally floating. Sawyer found it, and thought it was GREAT fun.

Until he wanted to go inside, and I told him he'd have to take a bath. He proceeded to lie down in the mud and throw a fit.

It didn't work. Mommy still made him take a bath, and then he was still throwing a fit, so he went straight to bed. I didn't even put a diaper on him.


This is my favorite :)