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Hearing Sleigh Bells.

It’s here!  My most favorite season of all has arrived!  As I sit here typing, I look on the counter and see a pumpkin, and a dried fall flower arrangement waiting to be placed in the box with the other fall decorations, and next to them both…..two boxes of candy canes! 

Tomorrow, we plan to decorate the house for Christmas.  We’ll put up the tree, sort through the years of “homemade-only-a-parent-could-love ornaments” and hang them on the tree.  The two youngest will carefully place the candy canes on the tree, probably bunching them anywhere between two and four feet from the ground since that is about as tall as they can reach!

We’ll end up with a tree, filled with years of memories and clumps of candy canes, but it will be the prettiest tree of all! 

The homemade decorations that have faded, broken, or been glued back together again will remind us of times past and the blessings God has given. 

We’ll also open this year’s ornaments (we add a new one for each person every year), laugh at the discovery of them (I’ll explain later!!), and begin to settle in for another holiday season.

Christmas carols are already playing on the radio, the malls are full, some in our neighborhood have already adorned their houses with lights, and that yearly craving for smells of cinnamon and spice, hot chocolate, and homemade chili, are present.


It’s just a fun and warm time of reflection, and a time that I know our families will be together, celebrating what’s most important about the season…the birth of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ!

I give thanks to God for bestowing the special gift of Christ’s birth, and continuing to bring years of special Christmas memories to our family!

I’ve decorated my blog page, as you can see, and we’ll be talking about Christmas alot this month, so stop by often and join in!

If you feel like sharing, how about answering the question, “What things tell you that Christmas has arrived?”



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Holding Brett.


               party hat, balloon, and conffetti

August 24th, 2007

This is the date that I am looking forward to in this 2007 year.  Lord willing, we will be celebrating that day, as my son (the three year old) goes one year without a seizure!  We are seven months into the countdown, and for the first time in over two years, I am believing that we actually have a chance of overcoming all of his medical obstacles.

It all began in November of 2004.  I was working late, and my husband was home with the kids.  The baby, having just turned a year old a few weeks before, was playing in his playpen.  My husband left the room for a minute, and returned to find him lying in the playpen experiencing a full seizure.  

Having received the phone call, I raced home to arrive about the same time as the ambulance.  I walked in the house to see him turning blue.  It was awful.  I will never forget my husband’s words to me as he said, “I thought we lost him”.  He did come out of it though, and we got him to the hospital, eventually learning  the terminology, “febrile seizure”.

Prior to this time, I had heard of other kids having seizures with fever, but had never heard what it was called, or had any personal dealings with it.  A febrile seizure is caused when there is a sudden rise or fall in body temperature.  It’s kind of like putting the brain in “overload”.  There’s something about his body that doesn’t gradually increase his temperature when he gets sick.  Anytime he runs a fever, whether it be 99 degrees or 102+ degrees, it jumps so fast that it causes a seizure.  Usually, he doesn’t even give us any warning.  He just goes from playing with no symptoms, to falling out into convulsions. 

15 seizures, multiple hospital stays, specialists visits, tests, pneumonia, and illnesses later, the decision was made to remove his adenoids in October of 2006.  The problem became not so much the seizures, but what was triggering them, which was the fever.  The fever was caused because he continually was getting sick.  So…the logical answer was to find out what was preventing him from staying well, take care of that, and then eliminate the root of the illness.

After his adenoid surgery, we have noticed a dramatic improvement in his health.  For the first time in his life, he has been able to have a common cold, as all young children do, and fight it within his own body’s defense system.  Prior to the surgery, a common cold would have thrown him into deep, fast infection of some sort, fever and a seizure within three days.  So, as you can see, we are very excited to report on his improvement!

There are still obstacles we are facing.  He is unable to be around other sick children, play at indoor public play facilities, stay in the church nursery, etc. without getting sick.  We are still having to be a little overprotective by sheltering him from normal childhood illnesses.  While his immunology tests have turned out okay, it still seems like his resistance to germs is low, so we have to be constantly mindful of that. 

We have also yet to see him run a fever without a seizure….that would be a real victory indeed!

However, seven months after his last seizure, we are gratefully reporting improvement.  I know that God is holding Brett in His loving arms…healing  his little body day by day.  He is such a joy to our family, and will be a wonderful testimony for the Lord as he gets older. 

So…we are trusting him to our Father…the One who created Brett, and knows best in all things.  Thank you, Lord God, for your loving arms to hold my son, heal his body, and see us through this trying time.  Thank you for the tears welling up in my eyes as I write this today.  Tears that I know are only there because you have blessed me with a son like Brett.  I am humbled and broken that You would allow me this pleasure when so many other parents lose their children to sickness and death.  I gratefully accept your gift, and ask Your guidance and direction as we raise Brett to honor You wholly.   Thank you for seeing to it that febrile seizures are not neurologically damaging, and that he is expected to grow out of them one day.  Thank you for seeing us through mounds of doctor bills.  Thank you for guiding our decision to refuse phenabarbital.  Thank you for allowing me to be a stay at home mom, especially when Brett needed me so much.  Thank you for the knowledge you provided to the doctors we have seen.  Thank you for the strength our family has gained by going through this.  Thank you for a wonderful church family and friends who have loved and cared for us.  Thank you, Lord, for even the unseen blessings of this trial you have allowed in our life.  I praise you today, and forever.  Amen.

  ….August 24th, 2007.  A Friday night.  Get your party hats ready!!


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“Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb is a reward.” Psalm 127:3

Awaking to the sound of running footsteps, my son came to my side of the bed, climbed up, giving me a big hug and proclaiming, “Momma, Momma… is my Birthday!”  “Momma, I’m FIIIVVVVEEE!”  “Momma, Momma, I’m Five!” 

The day that he had long awaited for was here!  There is something wonderful about being five….just something that seems to take a child from the toddler stage to being a “big boy”.  He has been waiting for this day for a long time. 

The parental phrase, “It’s hard to believe that it’s been five years” came to my mind.  You know, the moment when we all stop to reflect on “that” day….the day your child entered the world.

It all started when my daughter’s friends decided to “fork” our yard.  (For those of you who have never heard of “forking”….it is the nicer version of “papering” and much less messy 🙂  February 2, 2002 at about 10:00 p.m., we noticed something weird sticking up out of the grass on our front lawn.  After closer examination, we discovered that someone had quietly stuck what seemed like 4 gazillion plastic forks into the ground throughout our whole front yard!  It was quite a sight!  So much so, that my labor pains began shortly around 11:00 p.m.  We told my daughter’s friends that it was the “forking” that started the whole thing!

We had 60 miles to travel to the hospital, so we didn’t wait around.  A few hours later, at 5:58 a.m., on February 3, 2002, our first son entered the world!  It was a glorious occasion! 

And now, he’s “FIVE, Momma”…so proud of being a “big boy” who can pour his own juice, make his own peanut butter sandwich and even complete single digit math problems.  I am so proud to be his “Momma”! 

If you have a minute to comment, can I ask you to please join me in wishing my son a Happy 5th Birthday?


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