Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
Kiddo#4, at six months, suffers from “curious hands.” It is actually not he who suffers from it, I suppose, but everyone else. I don’t remember the other Kiddos being this grabby at this age, but Kiddo#4 has a quiet composure…
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He was right there in front of my house, and so beautiful. I’d been warned, of course. We’re right off the edge of the woods here in Angelborough, and so far we’ve seen rabbits, wood chucks, orange squirrels, chipmunks, and…
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It’s not only my cats that grieve. I’m also grieving for Kiddo#4. Between Kiddo#1 and Kiddo#2, we had a baby who died. Emily Rose had anencephaly; she was diagnosed prenatally at 23 weeks. I carried her to 42 weeks and…
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Venus died last Friday. As my two middle Kiddos put it, “Now we have only two cats?” Venus came late into the house. We acquired the first two cats around the time we got married, the first one winning over…
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We made The Bad Decision. I’m sorry, Venus. We wanted the best for you. But I don’t want this all to be sad, so I’ll just include a picture of a momma cat who’s thinking to herself, “Exactly why was…
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Ivy told me I should blog a prayer request for this. I’m not so sure, but I’ll do it anyhow. My kitty has renal failure and she’s at the vet. After a full day on fluids, her BUN is still…
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I always thought of forgiving yourself as psychobabble bunk, but in light of what I wrote yesterday about the prodigal son, it makes sense. (If it is, in fact, psychobabble bunk, that’s what the comment box is for: please tell…
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I believe God likes tying up loose ends. God’s an author, after all (The Author) and authors don’t like leaving loose ends in their work except to get the reader to keep reading. God’s writing a pretty big series, so…
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The first sign of pregnancy with Kiddo#2 was that I cried during the opening credits of My Neighbor Totoro. You know, that sad opening song? Hey let’s go, hey let’s go! I’m happy as can be! Let’s go walking, you…
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We had a brief return to Angeltown during which I realized I just don’t belong there anymore. I can’t put my finger on why. Kiddo#4 had a well-baby appointment (during which everyone agreed “He’s huge.” The child is simply huge….
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