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If you want to fly and move on to better things, you have to give up the things that weigh you down, which is not always as obvious and easy as it sounds. Starting today, give up…
-Letting the opinions of others control your life. People know your name, not your story. They’ve heard what you’ve done, but not what you’ve been through. So take their opinions of you with a grain of salt. In the end, it’s not what others think, it’s what you think about yourself that counts. Sometimes you have to do exactly what’s best for you and your life, not what’s best for everyone else.
-The shame of past failures. You will fail sometimes, and that’s okay. The faster you accept this, the faster you can get on with being brilliant. Your past does not equal your future. Just because you failed yesterday, or all day today, or a moment ago, or for the last six months, or for the last sixteen years, doesn’t have any impact on the current moment. All that matters is what you do right now.
-Being indecisive about what you want. You will never leave where you are until you decide where you would rather be. It’s all about finding and pursuing your passion. Neglecting passion blocks creative flow. When you’re passionate, you’re energized. Likewise, when you lack passion, your energy is low and unproductive. Energy is everything when it comes to being successful. Make a decision to figure out what you want, and then pursue it passionately.
-Procrastinating on the goals that matter to you. There are two primary choices in life: to accept conditions as they exist, or accept the responsibility for changing them. Follow your intuition. Don’t give up trying to do what you really want to do. When there is love and inspiration, you can’t go wrong. And whatever it is you want to do, do it now. There are only so many tomorrows. Trust me, in a year from now, you will wish you had started today.
-Choosing to do nothing. You don’t get to choose how you are going to die, or when. You can only decide how you are going to live, right now. Every day is a new chance to choose. Choose to change your perspective. Choose to flip the switch in your mind from negative to positive. Choose to turn on the light and stop fretting about with insecurity and doubt. Choose to do work that you are proud of. Choose to see the best in others, and to show your best to others. Choose to truly LIVE, right now.
-Your need to be right. If you keep on saying you’re right, even if you are right now, eventually you will be wrong. Aim for success, but never give up your right to be wrong. Because when you do, you will also lose your ability to learn new things and move forward with your life.
-Running from problems that should be fixed. We make life harder than it has to be. The difficulties started when conversations became texting, feelings became subliminal, sex became a game, the word ‘love’ fell out of context, trust faded as honesty waned, insecurities became a way of living, jealously became a habit, being hurt started to feel natural, and running away from it all became our solution. Stop running! Face these issues, fix the problems, communicate, appreciate, forgive and LOVE the people in your life who deserve it.
-Making excuses rather than decisions. Life is a continuous exercise in creative problem solving. A mistake doesn’t become a failure until you refuse to correct it. Thus, most long-term failures are the outcome of people who make excuses instead of decisions.
-Overlooking the positive points in your life. What you see often depends entirely on what you’re looking for. Do your best and surrender the rest. When you stay stuck in regret of the life you think you should have had, you end up missing the beauty of what you do have. You will have a hard time ever being happy if you aren’t thankful for the good things in your life right now.
-Not appreciating the present moment. We do not remember days, we remember moments. Too often we try to accomplish something big without realizing that the greatest part of life is made up of the little things. Live authentically and cherish each precious moment of your journey. Because when you finally arrive at your desired destination, I guarantee you, another journey will begin! ♥
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Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Sunday, March 17, 2013
Adoption Musings
One topic in adoption that I haven't written about here is the Post Adoption Contact Agreement. This is a legal document that spells out the expectations for letters, phone calls, and visits. In our home state, PACA's exist, but they do not exist in the state where LX was born. Since that is the case, we do not have one. At first I thought it was bad not to have one, but in hindsight, I like it better. Not having one allows the relationship to take its natural course, whatever that may be.
Do we have a verbal agreement with LX's birth mom? YES! Will we live up to it? YES! We will because we believe it is important for him to know where he came from and to know that he was placed with us out of love. We agreed to two visits each year and we email monthly updates on his month birthdays. One aspect I like about our relationship with LX's birth mom is that is comfortable. We are in touch via email weekly. She shares with us what is happening in her life, such as getting into college and her first job. We ask her questions and tell her some of the cool things that LX is doing. She feels like a member of the family, much like a favorite cousin who you love dearly even though you don't see them often I think people may have a tough time understanding our relationship, but to us, it feels perfectly natural to have a hybrid relationship with someone who is much younger than we are. In fact, sometimes I do not even connect her with LX. That may sound crazy because I know she is his birth mom and I am grateful that she chose life and us for LX, but I like her independent of that fact. Which brings me to...
Yesterday, Dave, LX and I had a visit with LX's birth family. :-) We hadn't seen LX's birth mom since we were cleared for ICPC on September 15, so we were all looking forward to the reunion. We met up for ice cream half way between our homes. She brought her mom, her best friend, and her boyfriend. We just sat back in awe of this second family that we have, and we were so happy to see how much they love LX. His birth mom brought him two stuffed animals and an Easter basket! How thoughtful is that? Even though she isn't ready to be a mom, she sure does love our son. They must have taken 100 pictures as we shared stories of LX's latest milestones. He actually cut his first tooth that day. His birth mom was the first one to feel it, and for some reason it felt just right. Dave and I have a whole life of firsts to experience with him so it was nice that she got one as well.
Open adoption isn't for everyone, but it is working for us. I think many people fear open adoption or think it is co-parenting, which it is NOT. Unfortunately, Lifetime movies have given adoption and especially birth parents a bad rap. Believe it or not, an open adoption alleviates fears on both sides With it, we all know that we are all doing OK. We will never forget the gratitude that is owed to this young woman, and we want LX to know that we love all parts of him. He is and will continue to be a beautiful mix of all of us.
Do we have a verbal agreement with LX's birth mom? YES! Will we live up to it? YES! We will because we believe it is important for him to know where he came from and to know that he was placed with us out of love. We agreed to two visits each year and we email monthly updates on his month birthdays. One aspect I like about our relationship with LX's birth mom is that is comfortable. We are in touch via email weekly. She shares with us what is happening in her life, such as getting into college and her first job. We ask her questions and tell her some of the cool things that LX is doing. She feels like a member of the family, much like a favorite cousin who you love dearly even though you don't see them often I think people may have a tough time understanding our relationship, but to us, it feels perfectly natural to have a hybrid relationship with someone who is much younger than we are. In fact, sometimes I do not even connect her with LX. That may sound crazy because I know she is his birth mom and I am grateful that she chose life and us for LX, but I like her independent of that fact. Which brings me to...
Yesterday, Dave, LX and I had a visit with LX's birth family. :-) We hadn't seen LX's birth mom since we were cleared for ICPC on September 15, so we were all looking forward to the reunion. We met up for ice cream half way between our homes. She brought her mom, her best friend, and her boyfriend. We just sat back in awe of this second family that we have, and we were so happy to see how much they love LX. His birth mom brought him two stuffed animals and an Easter basket! How thoughtful is that? Even though she isn't ready to be a mom, she sure does love our son. They must have taken 100 pictures as we shared stories of LX's latest milestones. He actually cut his first tooth that day. His birth mom was the first one to feel it, and for some reason it felt just right. Dave and I have a whole life of firsts to experience with him so it was nice that she got one as well.
Open adoption isn't for everyone, but it is working for us. I think many people fear open adoption or think it is co-parenting, which it is NOT. Unfortunately, Lifetime movies have given adoption and especially birth parents a bad rap. Believe it or not, an open adoption alleviates fears on both sides With it, we all know that we are all doing OK. We will never forget the gratitude that is owed to this young woman, and we want LX to know that we love all parts of him. He is and will continue to be a beautiful mix of all of us.
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Gluten-Free Baked Oatmeal Casserole
Gluten-Free
Baked Oatmeal Casserole
Total Time: 50 minutes
Serves: 6
Ingredients
2 cups gluten-free rolled oats
1/3 cup brown sugar
1 teaspoon baking powder
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 cup walnut pieces
1 cup raspberries {any berries work}
1/2 cup milk chocolate chips
2 cups milk
1 large egg
3 tablespoons butter, melted
1 tablespoon vanilla extract
1 ripe banana, peeled, 1/2-inch slices
Total Time: 50 minutes
Serves: 6
Ingredients
2 cups gluten-free rolled oats
1/3 cup brown sugar
1 teaspoon baking powder
1 teaspoon cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 cup walnut pieces
1 cup raspberries {any berries work}
1/2 cup milk chocolate chips
2 cups milk
1 large egg
3 tablespoons butter, melted
1 tablespoon vanilla extract
1 ripe banana, peeled, 1/2-inch slices
Preheat oven to 375°F and
generously spray the inside of a 10-1/2 by 7 inch baking dish with cooking
spray and place on a baking sheet.
In
a large bowl, mix together the oats, sugar, baking powder, cinnamon, salt, half
the walnuts, half the strawberries and half the chocolate. (Save the other half
of strawberries, walnuts and chocolate for the top of the oatmeal).
In another large bowl, whisk together the milk, egg, butter and vanilla extract.
In another large bowl, whisk together the milk, egg, butter and vanilla extract.
Add
the oat mixture to prepared baking dish. Arrange the remaining strawberries,
walnuts and chocolate on top. Add the banana slices to the top then pour the
milk mixture over everything. Gently shake the baking dish to help the milk
mixture go throughout the oats.
Bake 35 to 40 minutes or until the top is nicely golden brown and the milk mixture has set. For an extra tasty top, sprinkle a tablespoon or so of extra brown sugar.
Bake 35 to 40 minutes or until the top is nicely golden brown and the milk mixture has set. For an extra tasty top, sprinkle a tablespoon or so of extra brown sugar.
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Life Update
It has been a while since I've written so here is what we have been up to:
We started our own SAT prep classes a few weeks ago. This has been a dream of ours for a few years, and we finally did it this year. The timing was perfect with me being home to do all of the leg work, and we need the extra income since I am not working. The downside is that most of Dave's free time on the weekend is either prepping his lessons or teaching the classes. It is only an 8 week class so the madness is short-lived, but it is zany. If you don't know Dave, he is he most dedicated teacher I know. He is giving 150% at school and at our SAT classes. He is understandably exhausted and not home much.
So what are LX and I doing in all of our free time? Sadly, not a whole lot. The weather this time of year makes it impossible to get our walks in. We did join a Mom and Baby Group. While most of the activities are for older babies, we go to as many events as we can just to get out and meet people. We went to Barnes and Noble last week to play with trains and we went to the children's room at our library today. I had never been to the children's room, but LX loved it and we will be going back.
In other news, we still do not have a finalization date. This is so frustrating because our lawyer thought we would be finalized by the end of February "at the latest." I know it is a formality, but we want to have him as our son in every single way. As you know, patience is not my strong suit and I am so ready for that day to come. It will be so wonderful to be a forever family in the eyes of the law. It is funny how many people we know who assume that once TPR is signed, all is done. They can't believe that our adoption isn't a done deal yet. The good news is that it is a much better limbo to be in than waiting for TPR!
This reminds me of the sermon at church this week: the preacher was talking about prayers being answered. As I sat there with LX, it took everything in me to not stand up and introduce him as an answered prayer. Heck, he was the answer to a million prayers. She was saying how God answers prayers in 3 ways: yes, no, and not yet/not in the way you think. She stressed how difficult it is when you are given the not yet answer, but how much growth happens in times like those. I agree wholeheartedly At least with LX, it seems that all those months we waited were just preparing us. Our hearts were getting ready to be stretched beyond recognition, not just for LX, but for his birth parents and their families. We have learned what it means to be truly grateful. There have only been a few times since becoming a mom where I have felt frustrated with LX. I always stop and remind myself that I begged for this. Every day. The worst day with LX is better than the best day before him. It is pretty amazing what one little soul can do to a life.
We started our own SAT prep classes a few weeks ago. This has been a dream of ours for a few years, and we finally did it this year. The timing was perfect with me being home to do all of the leg work, and we need the extra income since I am not working. The downside is that most of Dave's free time on the weekend is either prepping his lessons or teaching the classes. It is only an 8 week class so the madness is short-lived, but it is zany. If you don't know Dave, he is he most dedicated teacher I know. He is giving 150% at school and at our SAT classes. He is understandably exhausted and not home much.
So what are LX and I doing in all of our free time? Sadly, not a whole lot. The weather this time of year makes it impossible to get our walks in. We did join a Mom and Baby Group. While most of the activities are for older babies, we go to as many events as we can just to get out and meet people. We went to Barnes and Noble last week to play with trains and we went to the children's room at our library today. I had never been to the children's room, but LX loved it and we will be going back.
In other news, we still do not have a finalization date. This is so frustrating because our lawyer thought we would be finalized by the end of February "at the latest." I know it is a formality, but we want to have him as our son in every single way. As you know, patience is not my strong suit and I am so ready for that day to come. It will be so wonderful to be a forever family in the eyes of the law. It is funny how many people we know who assume that once TPR is signed, all is done. They can't believe that our adoption isn't a done deal yet. The good news is that it is a much better limbo to be in than waiting for TPR!
This reminds me of the sermon at church this week: the preacher was talking about prayers being answered. As I sat there with LX, it took everything in me to not stand up and introduce him as an answered prayer. Heck, he was the answer to a million prayers. She was saying how God answers prayers in 3 ways: yes, no, and not yet/not in the way you think. She stressed how difficult it is when you are given the not yet answer, but how much growth happens in times like those. I agree wholeheartedly At least with LX, it seems that all those months we waited were just preparing us. Our hearts were getting ready to be stretched beyond recognition, not just for LX, but for his birth parents and their families. We have learned what it means to be truly grateful. There have only been a few times since becoming a mom where I have felt frustrated with LX. I always stop and remind myself that I begged for this. Every day. The worst day with LX is better than the best day before him. It is pretty amazing what one little soul can do to a life.
Friday, February 22, 2013
6 Months!
Dave said it best: These have been the best 6 months of our lives.
I mean, look at that face! He is pure JOY. LX has started sitting up, loves standing with help, and chatters all of the time. He is working on "HI," and when he cries, I swear he is saying "mama." Be still my heart! He is working on a couple of teeth so he has been uncomfortable lately.
We had a doctors visit today, and it went well. He weighed in at 17.1 lbs. and is 27 inches tall. His head is 45 cm. Sadly, he got 3 shots and one oral vaccine. He was pretty sleepy and crabby for the rest of the day.
One of the best parts of being LX's mom is getting him up in the morning and from nap. He gives us the biggest smile, like we have been apart for days, weeks, years rather than mere hours. Sometimes my face hurts from smiling so much. He is a miracle in every sense of the word.
Friday, February 15, 2013
My Little Valentine
I love Valentine's Day! I love that their is a holiday just for celebrating the way you feel about someone. We usually have low-key Valentine's Days, and this year was no exception. LX and I made these cute Valentines for our loved ones. They were a hit!
LX loves to dress for the occasion! He looks so big!
Dave is teaching LX how to do Valentine's Day the right way! He surprised me with a rose for each person in our family, including the dogs. I am so glad that LX has such a good dad.
I hope your day was special!
Friday, February 8, 2013
Life of Pi Review
From Goodreads:
Growing up in Pondicherry, India, Piscine Molitor Patel - known as Pi - has a rich life. Bookish by nature, young Pi acquires a broad knowledge of not only the great religious texts but of all literature, and has a great curiosity about how the world works. His family runs the local zoo, and he spends many of his days among goats, hippos, swans, and bears, developing his own theories about the nature of animals and how human nature conforms to it. Pi’s family life is quite happy, even though his brother picks on him and his parents aren’t quite sure how to accept his decision to simultaneously embrace and practise three religions - Christianity, Hinduism, and Islam.
But despite the lush and nurturing variety of Pi’s world, there are broad political changes afoot in India, and when Pi is sixteen, his parents decide that the family needs to escape to a better life. Choosing to move to Canada, they close the zoo, pack their belongings, and board a Japanese cargo ship called the Tsimtsum. Travelling with them are many of their animals, bound for zoos in North America. However, they have only just begun their journey when the ship sinks, taking the dreams of the Patel family down with it. Only Pi survives, cast adrift in a lifeboat with the unlikeliest oftravelling companions: a zebra, an orang-utan, a hyena, and a 450-pound Royal Bengal tiger named Richard Parker.
Thus begins Pi Patel’s epic, 227-day voyage across the Pacific, and the powerful story of faith and survival at the heart of Life of Pi. Worn and scared, oscillating between hope and despair, Pi is witness to the playing out of the food chain, quite aware of his new position within it. When only the tiger is left of the seafaring menagerie, Pi realizes that his survival depends on his ability to assert his own will, and sets upon a grand and ordered scheme to keep from being Richard Parker’s next meal.
My Review:
First, I must say that I cannot recall a story that has been so beautifully told. I loved how Martell takes his time weaving Pi's story in 315 pages. His attention to description and detail are second to none. I quickly fell in love with Pi, from the silly way he came to be called Pi to his deep and desperate thoughts while adrift in the Pacific. I could truly feel his grief, his fear, his longing. Just as strongly, I could feel his faith. I don't want to give too much away, but the ways in which he manages Richard Parker are nothing short of genius. It is a wonderful and inspiring tale of both physical and spiritual survival.
Richard Parker. What to say about him? His name was comical, but his ferocity was not. I found myself looking at his picture on the cover every so often in sheer awe of his size, strength, and beauty. The story was unbelievable and yet believable. I loved how Richard Parker, in essence, saved Pi. It was a poignant example of how our greatest fear can become our greatest triumph.
Here is one of my favorite parts: "I wish I had said, 'Richard Parker, it's over. We have survived. Can you believe it? I owe you more gratitude than I can express. I couldn't have done it without you. I would like to say it formally: Richard Parker, thank you. Thank you for saving my life.'"
I also loved how Pi taught me about religion, zoology and animal training. I got quite an education that I was not expecting. I found myself reading parts of the book aloud to Dave, and saying "can you believe that!?!"
To conclude, you would be crazy to not read this book.
Growing up in Pondicherry, India, Piscine Molitor Patel - known as Pi - has a rich life. Bookish by nature, young Pi acquires a broad knowledge of not only the great religious texts but of all literature, and has a great curiosity about how the world works. His family runs the local zoo, and he spends many of his days among goats, hippos, swans, and bears, developing his own theories about the nature of animals and how human nature conforms to it. Pi’s family life is quite happy, even though his brother picks on him and his parents aren’t quite sure how to accept his decision to simultaneously embrace and practise three religions - Christianity, Hinduism, and Islam.
But despite the lush and nurturing variety of Pi’s world, there are broad political changes afoot in India, and when Pi is sixteen, his parents decide that the family needs to escape to a better life. Choosing to move to Canada, they close the zoo, pack their belongings, and board a Japanese cargo ship called the Tsimtsum. Travelling with them are many of their animals, bound for zoos in North America. However, they have only just begun their journey when the ship sinks, taking the dreams of the Patel family down with it. Only Pi survives, cast adrift in a lifeboat with the unlikeliest oftravelling companions: a zebra, an orang-utan, a hyena, and a 450-pound Royal Bengal tiger named Richard Parker.
Thus begins Pi Patel’s epic, 227-day voyage across the Pacific, and the powerful story of faith and survival at the heart of Life of Pi. Worn and scared, oscillating between hope and despair, Pi is witness to the playing out of the food chain, quite aware of his new position within it. When only the tiger is left of the seafaring menagerie, Pi realizes that his survival depends on his ability to assert his own will, and sets upon a grand and ordered scheme to keep from being Richard Parker’s next meal.
My Review:
First, I must say that I cannot recall a story that has been so beautifully told. I loved how Martell takes his time weaving Pi's story in 315 pages. His attention to description and detail are second to none. I quickly fell in love with Pi, from the silly way he came to be called Pi to his deep and desperate thoughts while adrift in the Pacific. I could truly feel his grief, his fear, his longing. Just as strongly, I could feel his faith. I don't want to give too much away, but the ways in which he manages Richard Parker are nothing short of genius. It is a wonderful and inspiring tale of both physical and spiritual survival.
Richard Parker. What to say about him? His name was comical, but his ferocity was not. I found myself looking at his picture on the cover every so often in sheer awe of his size, strength, and beauty. The story was unbelievable and yet believable. I loved how Richard Parker, in essence, saved Pi. It was a poignant example of how our greatest fear can become our greatest triumph.
Here is one of my favorite parts: "I wish I had said, 'Richard Parker, it's over. We have survived. Can you believe it? I owe you more gratitude than I can express. I couldn't have done it without you. I would like to say it formally: Richard Parker, thank you. Thank you for saving my life.'"
I also loved how Pi taught me about religion, zoology and animal training. I got quite an education that I was not expecting. I found myself reading parts of the book aloud to Dave, and saying "can you believe that!?!"
To conclude, you would be crazy to not read this book.
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