Thursday, January 31, 2013

Fragmentaional Re-start


This could have been just another abandoned blog.

 A quick Google search tells me 95% of blogs eventually get abandoned but ya know we're all going to become "abandoned" someday. I was talking about someone's health issues at church awhile back and some old man said, "You know, I don't think any of us are  getting out of here alive!" I re-use that line all the time now Love it. 


After all the readership is pretty much zero and I am pretty busy with life in general. 

However, there is a part of me that enjoys writing for the sake of writing and then preserving it. It's an ego thing and at the same time a hobby. It has allowed me to explore topics somewhat privately with a public benefit.  No, not in the way of comments or discussions, as I think I've had three actual comments from folks I don't know (btw - thanks very much kind people!).... However, several times in my own conversations with people or in the classroom, I have found myself repeating something I wrote on the blog. That's something I have found useful. 

So, for whatever the reason, I am back and hope to be back on a regular schedule. There is much to update on, and much to tell, but for now, just the fragments:

 Anyway, we got back in September from Ethiopia with our son.

H is wonderful. When he came home he was a little over six months home and he is the sweetest little guy around. He has a pleasant disposition and more prone to smile than fuss. He is interested in just about everything but especially people.   As for his adjustment, although he came to our transition home in Ethiopia malnourished and gained weight there for two months, he was still severely underweight for his age when he got home.  However, he has grown by leaps and bounds and is at or above his peer group for development in speech and physical development. He is one smart booger.

Here is the list of things he loves:
Music and dancing, hitting toys onto everything, shoes, remote controls, phones, anything with buttons,  blocks, sticking leaves and small things he finds on the ground in his mouth, being picked up by Daddy and squacking like a bird when he sees something he wants (usually shoes or phones).

We had a wonderful honeymoon period that lasted almost a whole month before things started getting difficult.  Not soul crushing difficult, but your normal family-transitionally stuff. It was (and is) a challenge that is a daily struggle.  The lack of sleep caught up with us, the stress of being “on” with three kids,  our other kids (especially our new “middle child”) to having a baby brother. We'll make it though.

Upcoming blog posts: Jesus as Spider-Man, Spider-Man as Christ

Hopeful Fragment  Blog Presents:One More Pointless List: 
Things I like about the Winter 

(Important Note: we live in South Texas)

Beautiful, cool and crisp mornings (but not cold)

Rainy, Freezing, Really COLD Days (I mainly like these because they make feel like “Whoa – it’s winter out there” and the fact that I know it will last at the MOST for four days in a row and then we’ll be topping out in the low 60’s again soon)

Bundling up in Bed

The sun is up early in the mornings. I like that.

I like having hearty chili on a cool/cold night.

Hot coffee in the morning on the way to work to help warm up my hands

That’s it fair readers I hope to write sooner rather than later. Take heed of the north wind and know spring is on its way (at least at some point).

I'm Back

So I will write a proper blog soon (maybe tonight)

In the meantime, I will never watch this scene from Indiana Jones the same way. You see I feel this way every time I put the baby down in the middle of the night. The slightest movement, the misecule movement of my arm and EYES WIDE OPEN (or a hearty little scream). Then you have to hold him for another 10-20 minutes, hoping you didn't wake him up for one of those nightmare marathon rocking sessions. 


Does it make it more fun to put the baby down at night thinking I am on an exotic adventure at a dangerous locale 
Not really, I am usually just worried, stressed and usually really, really tired. 


So, until later tonight or tomorrow or the next night, etc. I bid thee adieu. 

Oh yeah, our new little boy is awesome, in case no one was wondering as no one reads this!