Blanket of White
Some of my favorite photographs are mainly white and this first one was featured at a couple different local art shows. It was taken at the White Sands in Alamagordo New Mexico in August of 2006.
Miscellany Monday
This is my first time linking up with Miscellany Monday, but I have plenty of randomness to throw out there so I thought, why not?
1. When I did this Christmas Tree countdown with Z he said the tree was missing something.
When I asked him what, he said “the thing on the bottom that helps keep the tree warm.” He was referring to the tree skirt. I thought it was a cute concept. The tree needs a little blankie to stay warm.
2. SJ responded to her name yesterday for the first time! I’ve waited almost 3 years for this (for those that are new to my blog, my daughter SJ got a cochlear implant last month. So she is technically learning to listen). She was sprinkling cinnamon and sugar on her toast and she was putting on way too much so I called out her name and she acted startled and turned around. She may not have known that it was her name, but she definitely responded to the sound. I was so excited that I didn’t want to follow up by taking away the cinnamon shaker so I just gave her a bowl to sprinkle it in that way she didn’t have a mountain of cinnamon on top of her toast. It was a beautiful moment I will always remember.
3. Did you know Pinterest has secret boards now? It’s true. I got a text about it from my best friend and I was so grateful because it came in handy today when I started pinning gift ideas. This is something that I could have used earlier this year when I was pregnant, but hadn’t announced it yet. I’m sure it could come in handy for a lot of things. Yea for secret boards!
4. I have seen this viral video all over social media, so I am sure it’s old news, but just in case you missed it, this parent rap is really cute.
I’ve had several people tell me that the mom in the video reminds them of me. Some say it’s the facial expressions. I think any long haired brunette acting crazy, chasing around a bunch of kids could potentially be mistaken for me. On a side note one of my friends knows this girl and informed me that the couple in the video are not actually a couple. They had me fooled!
5. We made gingerbread men, which was a first for the kids and for me.
6. I’m loving the live Christmas tree at my parents house. The truth is though, if we had our own place right now we would be using our fake tree. I am all about all things natural, earthy, unique, and authentic, except when it comes to the Christmas tree. The watering, the disposal, the pine needles, and worst of all the price is just too hard for me to justify. I feel terrible even admitting that because it really isn’t my personality. In the future we’ll probably change it up from year to year. J wants to cut down his own tree sometime. What about you? Real or fake? Um, Christmas tree?
December 1st
This time last year we were in the middle of trying to remodel and sell our house and I was a GRINCH! This year I am determined to be jolly. With all the festivities we have going on it hasn’t been too hard to get into the holiday spirit.
So far we have picked out the perfect tree
and then decorated all nine feet of it.
We only had to sweep up broken ornaments a couple of times, which isn’t bad considering all 5 of the cousins are ages 5 and under.
This is the only photo I have from that nights with all 5 of them
Yesterday we managed to mail out our Christmas cards. This is the earliest we’ve ever sent them.
Then today we did a Christmas tree countdown craft.
Thanks for holding that for me baby E.
All I had to do was print the tree and we just happened to have a pack of glittery pipe cleaners already. So we cut them up and made 24 ornaments and a star. Z will be able to stick one on the tree everyday leading up to Christmas. This is what it will like like at the end.
Now I don’t have to do the math when he asks me how many days until Christmas.
Tonight we are cooking and decorating ginger bread cookies. It’s definitely beginning to look a lot like Christmas!
Preschool Pressure!
I’ve always been the non-preschool mom. I feel like with 13 + years of formal structured education and then onto adulthood I don’t see any reason to rush into things (for my kids). However, it’s different with SJ. She is going to need extra help from people that are trained in working with hearing loss. She is in an early intervention program already. Once she turns 3 (in 3 months) she will begin full time preschool. I am completely out of my element when it comes to applying to preschool. Everything I do know comes from the quirky documentary Nursery University.
Fortunately we do not live in Manhattan where the competition is one spot for every 15 applicants. Still, much like the documentary depicts, it does feel similar to trying to get into college. There’s the funding, the location, and eligibility. I have had a couple consultations with two different schools already and I just got off the phone with SJ’s service coordinator who called to set up another meeting.
There are 3 schools that want to enroll SJ. She could go to the public school where she would be thrown in a special ed program with 20 other kids with varying special needs. I have been strongly advised by her Doctors that we should not go this route, but I still met with them because the public school could potentially fund her private school education depending on what hoops we jump through. The other options are both deaf oral schools. She has play group at one in Louisville that I absolutely love, but the location is further from everything that we moved here for. The 3rd option is moving to Ohio where there is another private school for the deaf. We’ve had the tour and been faxing and mailing forms back and forth to get things started. This school would still be considerably further from where we want to be, but within an hour from the church and family so it’s doable.
It’s a big decision and I want what is best for the entire family. J and I both feel like that would be the Ohio school so that’s all set. Except wait, we need a job, and a place to live, and a school for Z! Well, it looks like we are going to have to fully expect God to come through for us. Something I have plenty of practice in, but still am challenged by. I humbly ask that you would join in prayer with us (AGAIN) as we seek wisdom and direction for this next stage in our lives.
Mathew 17:20 Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.”
Her First Week Hearing
Pajama Pics

What To Expect When You Expect Hearing
We are about 10 days away from SJ having her cochlear implant activated. Right now SJ has the internal device, but that doesn’t mean anything without the sound processor, which is typically given 3 weeks after implantation. When scheduling the activation the Doctor gave me several dates to choose from. I had to pause for a moment to let it all sink in. I am selecting the day that my daughter will hear. They actually call it her hearing birthday. She will start hearing from that day forward. I chose the soonest date possible of course!
Am I excited? Yes, absolutely, but to be honest I’m guarded. This isn’t the first time I have expected SJ to hear. The first time was after the initial sound booth test. I felt confident that she was not deaf. We left the ENT’s office doing our own hearing evaluations. We would ring bells, shout her name, look for reactions as airplanes flew overhead and she never responded. One time I went in the bedroom where Z and SJ were still asleep and I banged some pans together loudly. Neither one of them woke up so that experiment was kind of a wash. Then we got the hearing aids and when they turned them on they said it would be gradual because they wanted her to be able to adjust to hearing. Sometimes I thought I saw her making progress with the hearing aids, but still nothing significant.
I feel like I have spent the past 8 months trying to catch flecks of dust floating in the sunlight. I want to reach for something and really be able to grab onto it. I want to know that she hears and I am hoping it will not take extensive detective work to be able to recognize it. J and I have been given a lot of information from her team preparing us for the realistic and even then there has been some confusion about what to expect when they turn the implant on. In order to alleviate some of this confusion for us and everyone else I emailed her Doctor. This is part of what she said in response.
The first day is different for everyone. When I turn on the implant,
she may hear beeps, bells, or whistles at first. Or she may hear
voices that sound more like Charlie Brown’s teacher or mushy speech,
or it may sound close to normal. I would suspect that our voices will sound
more like Charlie Brown’s teacher for the first week or so. Then,
after she is wearing it consistently, voices and speech will sound
more normal.
She will be able to hear soft sounds, voices, airplanes-all on
the first day. No sound will be too loud, because I will control that
volume on the implant. Her “hearing” with the implant will be normal
or close to normal when the CI is on. She may not be able to
understand what you are saying right off with the implant although she
is technically hearing you, but the understanding part will follow
shortly.
Right when I turn the implant on, she may have an awesome reaction,
like pointing to her ear, laughing, etc. or she may have a not so
great reaction, like crying. Like I said before, every child reacts a
different way. Basically, expect any reaction as a sign that she is
hearing!
So that is what you can expect from SJ on her hearing birthday, and you can expect me to be a nervous wreck. I would say I don’t want to get my hopes up, but to quote one of my favorite lines from Monk “That’s what hopes are for.”
Ezra’s Birth Photography
It’s been a tradition with each of my kids to put a compilation of photos from the pregnancy and birth together for a slideshow video. Early on in the pregnancy I started hunting for just the right song for this baby. I don’t remember how it came to me, but there is a song called Lullaby that I listened to back in High School. The lyrics were perfect, but the music wasn’t what I was looking for. So J learned the song and recorded it for this video. My sister in law graciously traveled an hour to be there as a support and as my photographer even though she doesn’t have any photography experience. I had to have pictures though. Not only are there pictures from my birth, but as a photographer, and someone who views childbirth as a natural and beautiful experience it isn’t that strange to me. I am really careful to make sure it is all tastefully done, believe me! Even then I have to remind myself that birth photography, although growing in popularity, is still considered weird to a lot of people. Then again so is midwifery and water birth, but I’ve never let any of that stop me. Anyway, enough rambling. Here is the much anticipated slideshow of Ezras’ arrival.
Hospital: The Women’s Hospital of St. Joseph’s East
Midwife: Melissa Courtney
Song: Lullaby by All Star United
Song Performed by: My amazing husband
About Me
J called when I was writing an updated version of my about me page and when he asked what I was doing I told him I was “having an identity crisis” I have been meaning to update my “about me” page for a while now. It’s been over 2 years since I wrote it and pretty much everything has changed since then. I just about went crazy trying to come up with what I wanted to say. I feel like I am at a crossroad in my life right now and so I don’t really feel comfortable talking “about me”.
I could just talk about ME and what I like and how I am just like so many other moms. I enjoy looking at recipes and crafts on Pinterest, but who has the time with 3 preschoolers ya know? La la la…
I know that if I only shared that and tried not to make a big deal about living with my parents and having a “late identified” deaf child then I would be hiding 90% of what my life actually is right now. However, I also feel like if I open up about the real me and share the whole truth then this idea that I would be alienated creeps in, or that I would look like a complete Debbie Downer. With all that I have going on it’s kind of like an out of body experience. In one year we quit our jobs, moved out of state, I turned 30, found out our daughter is deaf, and had a baby. I haven’t had a chance to keep up with all of the changes. It’s like there was a mix up and I got thrown into someone else’s life. I don’t even relate to myself right now so I can’t imagine how other people would perceive me. These are not the type of things I think all the time by the way, not at all, only when I am writing “about me”.
I plan on tweaking my website a little more in the future, but at least it no longer looks like I am a 20 something, part time photographer, mother of two, and pastors wife living in Texas. All of this soul searching even inspired me to change my voice mail greeting, which was long overdue. It’s a new day people. It is a new day.




























