Sunday, February 19, 2012

Something I'm working on....





I took a few pictures today of new flower designs I'm working on. What do you think? I'm in production mode for Remnants of the Past coming up in June.

As a mom, I don't have a lot of time, so I have to start early. Working on new designs makes me all giddy thinking about the show. It's like a trip to Disneyland or the night before Christmas with all the anticipation.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

The fairy princess is in the house

I promised to tell you the story of the littlest little to arrive literally on my door step. Well,

it is quite a tale. At this point in our lives we were adjusting to this new life. We were inundated with social workers, therapy, doctor visits, dentist visits, IEP meetings. I'll tell you more about that later. I had been faithfully driving my new littles to visit their birth mom every week at social services. Careful not to be seen dropping off my new charges by said birth mom. On one occasion I was told the meeting needed to be changed to the local hospital because the mom had a doctor appointment. Okay, I'm a reasonable person. No problem....
Then on the next scheduled visit it was cancelled at the last minute. Ok. No problem. I hate driving down to ... so, hey, I was happy. Several months later came the phone call. The one my heart had been waiting for all along. Oh, did I mention I had been taking on wedding cake clients to use my culinary training? I had the distinct pleasure and privilege to attend The French Culinary Institute while living on the East Coast. So I thought I should put that training to good use. On this particular week, my very talented husband was working in Sacramento for the week leaving me in charge. That year he did that route every other week. One week here, the next in Sacramento. Okay so here's the down and dirty of it. I had a wedding cake due for a party of 300. Three littles to tend and my husband out of town. When the fateful call came. "There is a baby. She is 4 days old. Do you want her?" Oh my heaven. Okay, DO NOT PANIC!!

I said to the person of the other line, "I have a few phone calls to make, I need to call you back."

"Okay," she said, "but we don't have much time."

The thing is they don't give you time. You are either in or you're out. I make my phone calls, ask my husband, what do we do?!)^&? They want to bring her TODAY!!

Well, this was friday, he would be home on saturday, before the cake was due at the wedding in Paso Robles for the blushing bride.

Are we crazy? Is this God? Do we leap? The answer to all these questions, "YES!"

This baby is the sibling to the other 2 littles that came into my life, which is why I got this phone call in the first place.

So, the answer to the question is yes, bring her, we want her, yes yes yes!!

GO BIG or GO HOME was always my grandfathers motto, so I think I inherited that from him. Thank you Grandpa. I love you.

What's my next move? oh yeah, it's still only 10:30 in the morning. I have enough time to do a bonsai trip to Target in the north county before my little bundle of joy arrives. The other littles are at school. I have just enough time to get there and get back before they get home. I enroll my dear friend and mommy in the trenches to meet me at Target so I don't get overwhelmed.

We fill the minivan with all things baby. Mind you, I haven't had a baby since my first little was born, and I'm rusty. But, luckily, it's like riding a bike. Diapers, check, formula, check, carseat, check, cute onesies, check.

The stork social worker arrived as scheduled at 4pm. Lots of papers to look at but who cares? I want the baby. She is little with a HUGE head of black hair. Not much besides the shirt on her back to speak of as her belongings. And now she is ours. Well sort of. Until the court deems it to be true. She is perfect and pink and she needs me.

Today, we are as I said in my last post a crazy, loud, busy family. The adoptions have all been completed. We went to court and pledged our whole heart to these four little people.

They didn't come the way most people expect but the roller coaster ride is just like California Screamin' -- super fun, a little hair raising, and as soon as it's over you want to do it again. I love these little people sometimes more, sometimes less given the days circumstances. But that's normal, right? Everyone has good days and bad days. But everyday in our house is crazy fun.


More crazy stories to come. Stay tuned...

Sunday, February 5, 2012

I'm 12 years into my adoption story....

I have been an adoptive mom for 12 years. I still feel the ache of not having a biological child. Less than it was, but when I watch Addison trying for a baby on Private Practice it brings it all back. We tried embryo adoption for 4 cycles but it didn't work. Today, I have 4 beautiful rambunctious kids. They are not biologically mine but in my heart I know they were meant for me. I am a super busy mom, taxi, chef, E.R. nurse. counselor, same as any other super hero normal mom out there. The story of how they all came to be mine still amazes me. I think as a girl I always knew I would be a mom. I really only wanted to be that. When I got married and started trying for a baby, I was dumbfounded by the news that we were infertile. The news is almost more than one can bear. Someone must have made a mistake. This only happens to other people, not me. Shortly after that devastating news we started to talk about adoption. The first thing we learned was to start talking about it with friends and family. "you never know where a referral will come from" is what we were told. So we talked about it. Even though it was hard. Not too long after, we got a phone call from a friend saying she had a young pregnant friend who heard our story. She wanted to give her child to a couple who wanted to adopt. I almost fainted. It took me awhile to regain my breathe to call her back and say okay now what.

After mountains of paper work and 6.5 long months of pregnancy. We were flying to Hawaii to meet our newborn son. I was a mom. My labor and pregnancy were short but not any less painful.



That was our first experience. Pretty easy as adoption stories go.

The next 2 years we loved and parented our precious little boy.

Then it felt like it was time to try again. We thought of another private adoption. We looked into foreign adoption. Special needs adoption. We moved to the east coast which put a 1 year wrinkle into the program. Then we heard about frozen embryo adoption. People who had gone through IVF and had successfully had a baby or maybe twins but were now ready to place their unborn frozen embryos for adoption to help a couple like us conceive. I was hooked. All the blood work, all the prodding, both physical and personal  didn't make a hill of bean to me if it meant I could carry a child. I could be pregnant! The hormone therapy, the twice a week blood work. The weekly pregnancy tests. It was an intense year. We went through 4 cycles of IVF with frozen adopted embryos, with no success. I was heart broken every month. Devastated again and again and again.

Once we had exhausted our mental and physical capacity on this, we decided it wasn't meant to be.

We moved again.

This time back to California. Here, we immediately started the process of becoming certified foster parents. The mountain of paperwork can be overwhelming but we were not daunted as we were feeling like some kinda veterans by now.

Several months after becoming certified foster parents. We got the phone call that changed all our lived forever. A boy and a girl, siblings needed a forever home. "They have been hard to place because most couples want a baby" is what I was told. They were 4 and 6 years old.

"Could I meet them", this was an unheard of question in foster care. The county is more along the lines of "you get what you get and you don't get upset" Ha ha. I wasn't going for that. If my heart was going to be committed for a lifetime, you better believe I wanted to meet these little people before hand. It's been almost 4 years since that day. I drove an hour and a half to meet them in a Mcdonald's playplace. My husband was out of town at the time. I was so nervous. What if I met them and was like" no way Jose" What if they felt that way about me. Oh Lord. I was running on lots of faith.

The truth is the God of all the universe had my back that day. The moment I saw them I knew they would be in my life forever. The little faces looking at me. Wondering who is this we are meeting. Today we look and act like any crazy normal family with 4 kids. We fight, we are loud. We have sleepovers and homework and family vacation to Disneyland. There are special circumstances too. Therapy, Medication, Special ed. These are all normal for the life of an adoptive mom. Oh, and here's the cliff hanger. I did say 4 right! but if you count my story there is only three mentioned. There is one more and her story is next. This is a crazy life. But it's a good life.

Friday, February 3, 2012

My friends at Willow Nest

There's this gal I know, you may know her too. Her name is Linda Flynn. Of course, that's not her name anymore but it was when I met her. Really she started out as my mom's friend. But because my mom and I like to pal around together I get to hangout with a lot of her cool friends. So anyway... I want to tell you a story about this woman. She is an incredible entrepreneur. She was a hair dresser in L.A. in a past life. Way before I met her. She lived in my small town and owned a little consignment shop for fashion and other fancy finds. She was always thinking of a new project, you could hire her to ruthlessly clean out your closet for you or decorate your entire home with what you already had there. She was HGTV before HGTV and all their cool design shows were born. She was always fun and sassy and I like love people who are sassy. Sassy in a good way. So recently we have gotten back in touch. She lives with her adoring husband Ludmil in Texas. Soon they will be relocating back to my small town and I couldn't be happier. So why am I telling this story well it just so happens that she had a very profound affect on the course of my life. When Linda had her little store downtown, I needed a job. I had a job but they had cut my hours and I needed to supplement my income. So I went and asked if I could work for her a couple days a week for as long as it lasted or till she got sick of me. Coming to work was always fun because I would come dressed but without any accessories. As employees we were allowed to accessorize with merchandise in the store and it usually helped sell it. I still have some Sand Castle belts that I love from her store. I met a new friend Lee Ann and she, introduced me to my Savior. Aside from changing my life forever we had loads of fun in the store together. She was and still is a great salesperson. We did lots of laughing and lots of soul searching together and we always looked fabulous. I will always be grateful that Linda gave me that job and I am thankful to still call Lee Ann a friend. If you have a minute stop by to say hi to Linda and Ludmil on their blog Willownest

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Just something I've been working on

I have been so inspired to learn and grow in my art this year. I love to watch christy tomlinson and all the brave girls club videos on youtube. I'm also totally addicted to watching the new My Craft Channel webcast.  So I thought I would share some of the art I have been working on.