Home Tour: The Blue Room

I'm finally getting started on my house pictures! In part, truthfully, these room tours will also be my catalogue of things not yet done. Sigh. Such is life with kids :)

I must also start with two confession and one caveat:
Confession: Over the past three years, I have come to love decorating my house. I love design blogs, DIY blogs, mommy-craft blogs--all of it. While I try to limit the amount of time that I spend reading such blogs, it has been fun over the past few years to get lots of new ideas, learn new things I can put into practice, and start transforming my house. I have been thinking about how I wanted to decorate this house for the past 5 months--ever since we made the offer on it. I have had to learn in the past month, though, that putting it all together the way I want it is going to take more time than I thought. So, some rooms are more finished, and some rooms are more works-in-progress.

Caveat: My house never actually looks like this. I have staged these pictures while my big kids were watching TV in an attempt to get some of the cool design-blog-type pictures you see out there. But seriously? Never looks like this. Ever. Maybe for 2 seconds after I've cleaned it. But then I leave the room and it's back to chaos. (You can partially see this in the last picture here--the train that is supposed to be neatly in line on top of the bookcases is jauntily awry. Now the question is--who did it? I honestly don't think Carver could reach up there to mess with it, but I'm also pretty sure David doesn't go around the house messing things up just to see how long it takes me to notice...) But, it's also true that I'm a bit of a neat-nik. We do have set clutter-control times around here (before lunch, before dinner, and before bed) because when it gets too crazy I get crazy, but it still never really looks like this. Only when I've been the one doing all the cleaning, and that's very rarely the case.

So, on to the blue room!

As you can see, the room is very, um, blue. We did no painting in this house. While there are a few rooms that I would prefer to be a different color (including this one), the paint color in those rooms is not bad enough to justify the work needed to paint them. This is our homeschool/playroom. Rosie is my child-model. If this were a BHG shoot, she'd be my only child :)

I did the silhouettes of the kids several years ago. I need to buy another silver frame and actually do one of Rose and Hope. And, I haven't quite figured out how to hang pictures on plaster walls. This attempt involved some spackle and paint. They're almost straight.


The wall behind the couches will be our bulletin board wall. I have three boards, which I still need to figure out how to get on the wall (see above problem).

These are cheap-o Wal Mart bulletin boards. I painted the frames white, used spray adhesive to glue some cool fabric on, and then lined the edges with ribbon to hide my not-so-straight fabric edges. They really are cool looking, and they'll help break up that wall.


Next is the toy corner. The pictures above the kid's kitchen are pages from a used copy of "One Morning In Maine." I cut up the book, saved the best pictures, glued them to cheap mat board with spray adhesive, and put them on the wall. Very fun.



And last but not least is our wall-o-books. These are Ikea expedit shelves, which David and his dad and BIL spent a week putting together (along with the Billy shelves in our room). They also help break up the blue walls, and each shelf is deep enough and tall enough that I can put puzzles and games and other random stuff on the shelves. Homeschooling stuff is closer to the top, and along the bottom row are baskets hiding coloring stuff, crafting materials, musical instruments, and our bird-watching items. The step-stool is also Ikea (I've never been this close to an Ikea--they really are wonderful) that I painted a fun color. As you can see, Rose has figured out that the big kids are not the only ones who can climb it to get to what they want.


The one area I did not show you is the little closet in the corner, which houses bins of toys. I like to rotate toys--only have two or three things out at a time that the kids can play with, and every month or so, switch them up for something else. The keeps the toys fresh, and makes rainy mornings super fun when we go switch them out.

30 years and 4 months

I turned 30 last week. Somehow, with all the other things we've had going on in our lives this year, that just does not seem like a big deal. In more exciting news, Hope turned 4 months, and she's still doing splendidly!

For my birthday, David took us all into the city. We left the kids with the officers (all girls) of the house that David will be advising* (one of whom we had on good authority that she's a great babysitter!), and went out to dinner by ourselves. Well, with Hope. That's by ourselves, right? After we picked up the kids, we ran around the 15th floor of the Empire State Building a little, then took the kids over to his office to let them burn off some more steam there. Before heading home, we went to Greenwich Village and found some cannoli. It was a fun evening, and I'm thankful for a husband who can navigate Manhattan!

*To help its students bond, King's has a house system. This looks very similar to a frat/sorority system, except that every student is assigned to a house as a freshman. David will be advising the Queen Elizabeth I house this year.*

In other news, we have had a little bit of a rough start to figuring out Hope's doctors here. While we love the neurosurgeon that Dr. Young referred us to, our insurance situation it not ironed out yet, making the process of seeing more doctors and getting her head ultrasounds done very messy. I did go see a pediatrician with her on Friday for a 4 month check up and immunizations. Unfortunately, this doctor is not somebody that I will get along well with, and I left the office feeling very discouraged. It didn't help that I had all the other kids with me, and Laura had an accident in her pants close to the beginning of the visit. Once we got home, I gave Laura a bath, made a couple phone calls, did some online research, and found a doctor who will let me interview her before becoming an official patient. I will be doing that Tuesday morning, so please pray that she and I will hit it off, or, if not, that I will find a doctor that I am comfortable with. After that, we will be waiting until our insurance sorts itself out a little bit more before seeing any more doctors.

So, what's coming up next? We will be starting school on Monday. Carver doesn't start until a week from Monday, but the girls are pretty bored, so we're going to go ahead and start. We have not found a church home yet, so please pray that God will show us where He wants us here. We are having ClearNote friends come visit over Labor Day, and I'm sure I will be making more trips down to Philadelphia to spend time with the C's. We are getting settled in, figuring out grocery stores and shopping malls and indoor playplaces for rainy days. Slowly it's starting to feel more like home.

Hope has been doing a little better with sitting up and holding her head up, so I'm hoping to capture that with my camera over the next few days to show you. And I am working on a house tour--it's coming, I promise!

Pictoral fly-by of the last month...

On July 4th, Carver turned 8:





Our last week in Indiana, we took a day and visited Conner Prairie. It was super fun.


Carver got to try out his tomahawk-throwing skills:








Rose turned 2 on the day moving chaos started (Friday):


Packing-up-the-truck day (Sunday afternoon and evening). We think we had over 30 people from church show up to help us pack the truck. Except for the circumstances, it was a blast, and I got one last (staged--can you tell?) picture of representatives from our small group, which we have had in our house on Sunday nights for the last 4 years:


Filling up the cul-de-sac with cars and trucks and things that go:

Little house on Fridley Ct, we will miss you!

Grandpa Talcott and Grandpa Bray (who flew out to surprise us with Grandma Bray!) discuss fitting all of my possessions in the moving truck:

As an aside, we are so, so thankful for all the help we had moving. We had no idea how much help we needed until it was too late and we were in the thick of things, up to our necks in mess, excitement, children, and stuff. Talcotts and Brays both came to help, and Grandma Bray spent most of the weekend holding Hope, which was such a huge help, freeing me up. We had people dear to us show up on Monday morning before the closing to help us clean, and to sit and chat with me one last time in our house. We love all of you, and miss you all terribly.

Hope hanging out with Dad:


Laura turned 4:


Rose reads to Hope:


Hope listening to Dad sing hymns, in the absence of our piano (which we believe is still sitting in storage in Bloomington, hopefully coming to us soon!):


Sisters.


Bob, Ben and Thomas came to visit us this week. In all fairness, they did the hosting, taking David and Carver into Mozart at the Met and feeding them dinner in the city. We had them over for dinner Friday night, and then went to church with them on Sunday morning. Before Hope was born, we were told that she had a very high chance of having cerebral palsy, which is what Bob has. Bob has been a huge encouragement to me as we have thought about what life with a handicapped child could look like.

Today, we drove down to Philadelphia to spend the day with the C's. What a fun day, and so refreshing to me to be able to spend the entire day talking with Delene. Thank you, Lord, for friends.


I know, I know--there are no pictures of our new house. But they will be coming, as I finish getting rooms set up. I can't wait to show you our house, in the hopes that you'll come visit!

Last Indy Appointment

On Thursday, Hope and I made our last trek to St. Vincent in Indy. It's kind of sad--we have been very happy with the care we have gotten at St. Vincent (with the exception of Dr. Doom-and-Gloom, whom we never saw again), and would recommend it over other places in a heartbeat. I have also gotten to know the St. Vincent campus pretty well, so I'll have to work at learning the ropes of a new place out in New Jersey. We're thankful, though--thankful that Hope is healthy enough to move, thankful that David has a job he's looking forward to in the fall, and thankful for modern medicine.

Hope and I west up to see a pediatric neurologist, Dr. Pappas. David and I had met with Dr. Pappas in the hospital after Hope was born, but all he was able to tell us at that time was that he had no idea how Hope was going to do. He said that seizures and cerebral palsy were likely, but only time would tell. His game plan was to watch her developmental milestones to see what was going on with her brain. He said 3 months would be the earliest he'd like to see her to asses how she was doing. So when we went on Thursday, he went through a checklist of milestones, asked tons of questions, and examined her pretty thoroughly. His end conclusion? She's doing great!

She is not, however, 100% normal. For those of you who do not see her every week at church (and maybe even some of you guys who never see her outside of the Moby wrap :), she does not have the muscle control that she should. She cannot lift her head, and when I hold her upright, she will only try to balance her head for seconds at a time. She does not play with her hands, and does not reach for toys. She will not support her body weight on her legs like a normal newborn will do. When I talked to Dr. Pappas about this, he said that she has something called "poor tone." He said that it is to be expected with an encephalocele baby, and he glanced over it pretty quickly, like I should know what that is. I had no idea what it was, but I have been figuring it out since then. Between google and a friend at church who has three adopted children with this problem, I feel like I've learned a fair amount in the last few days. Poor tone is a neurological problem. It is not simply a case of weak muscles, where work-outs (or in this case, therapy) would help them grow stronger. Something in her brain has made it so that her muscles do not work the way they should. There are varying degrees of this problem, everything from slight clumsiness to paralysis. So for Hope, it explains why her eyes cross a lot, why she has reflux, why she's not holding her head up at all, and why we have given her the nickname "Floppy." The good news? It's not nearly as bad as it could be. She does track with her eyes, even though they cross a lot. She will focus on your face, and she smiles. She does move her arms and legs, but when she relaxes them, they feel like noodles. The other good news is that therapy can help this significantly. Lord willing, she will learn to sit up and walk just like other kids, but it will probably take her longer. This is something that she will have to deal with throughout the course of her life, probably in lots of ways that we can't foresee right now.

In everything else, Dr. Pappas was very happy. He said that she is doing much better than he would have anticipated. From here, we just wait and see what happens next--get her evaluated at 6 months and see if we know any more about how she's going to do.

Whatever happens, things will not change around here (in one sense,anyway:). The big kids love her to pieces. The biggest ones sit and talk to her, waving her arms around, laughing at her funny hair, and giving her kisses. Rose runs up to her in the morning and says, "Ope! Ope!" She was given to our family, and we are already overwhelmed by how much we have learned by having her with us. She will continue to cause us to grow in compassion and love, and we will continue to love her and care for her in the best way that we know. We love you, Hope!

Carver @ 8

Carver is turning 8 today! I can't believe how it has flown by. We started off the morning with presents after breakfast (because what fun is a birthday if you can't spend the day playing with your stuff??!) He got this cool skateboard-thingy, some water guns, a new sprinkler to run through, an addition to his snap circuits kit, and some books. Sadly, all of the books are taking an extreme backseat to all of the cool, hands-on stuff. He spent about a half-hour playing water guns with his sisters, and the rest of the day he has spent mastering the skateboard. He's already improved much more than I expected--he can make it all the way down to the end of the cul-de-sac without falling off. Very impressive.




We'll finish off the day with spaghetti & meatballs, banana bread, and taking chocolate cake to the church gathering to watch fireworks. Happy birthday, Carver!

Hope pics

She truly is our miracle baby!

When we first learned that Hope had an encephalocele, I wondered how I would be able to see the love and kindness of God in this situation. When one feels pain, you want to lash out at everything and everyone around you, and wonder why God has done this to you. I prayed that I would see our lives in the light of eternity, and that I would not grow bitter. And, praise be to God, He has shown me His love and kindness, even in the darkest moments. The past two days, He has shown me how much He cares for me, for our family, and for Hope.

We went back to the neurosurgeon yesterday for a followup. Hope had an ultrasound for her brain done first, so that Dr. Young could compare the ultrasound we had in the hospital after her surgery to where she is currently. Just as a reminder, they were doing the ultrasound to measure the size of the ventricles in her brain. These are the open pockets in your brain where cerebral-spinal fluid is stored. If there is a drainage problem, the fluid will build up, putting pressure on the surrounding brain tissue, causing damage if not treated--this is what hydrocephalus is. When we were in the hospital, the measurements of the ventricles from the ultrasound showed that her ventricles were on the large size of normal, but not abnormal (which is what every ultrasound before she was born showed as well). When we went in yesterday, the ventricles had decreased in size just a little bit! What a total miracle! Dr. Young checked her over, felt her soft spot, and said that he does not see a single indication of hydrocephalus. David and I were completely flabbergasted. I had thought that we would go in and he would tell us he wanted to do a shunt in 3 days, much like he said the last time about getting her encephalocele removed. Instead, he gave her a clean bill of health! How amazing! He also told us that if she had hydrocephalus, it would certainly have shown itself in this appointment--he believes that she is unlikely to develop it at all. As a precaution, though, we will continue to see a neurosurgeon in NJ. We gave him the name of the nearest hospital to where we're moving, and he had his scheduler call them up and make a follow-up appointment out there for 2 months.

Deep in unfathomable mines of never failing skill,
He treasures up His bright designs,
And works His sovereign will.

Today, Hope and I drove back up to St. Vincent to see a pediatric cardiologist. Hope had been diagnosed with ASD in the NICU. ASD is a family common condition where a small hole in the valves of the heart does not close properly. The treatment is to wait and see what happens--sometimes they close on their own, sometimes they never cause a problem even though they're there, sometimes they need surgical repair. This was our first visit with the cardiologist, and I wasn't quite sure what to expect. I was all prepared to ask what kinds of worrisome signs I should be looking for, what treatment options are, etc. Instead, he told me that babies' hearts develop with this hole in the womb, and frequently if they do echos in the NICU, they will see a heart that hasn't completely closed this. That is what Hope's echo showed, but now, it has healed! Again, I was completely blown away. God has formed her, and He has seen fit to heal her little body. What a miracle. What a kindness to us.

What's next? We will see a neurologist and a geneticist at St.Vincent right before we move. The geneticist will look for indicators of some large over-arching problem, and tell us if he thinks chromosomes are involved. The neurologist will help us track her developmental milestones, and give us guidance about what the steps are if she is falling behind developmentally. Hope is 2 months old now, and she is smiling, tracking with her eyes, and interacting with you when you talk to her. She does not have the neck and head control that she should, but I think that's justified at the moment! I've been trying to think of her head control as being closer to that of a 3 -week-old, based on when we came home from the hospital after surgery. If you think of it like that, I think she's doing ok--she's moving her head around, and working on holding it up, at the point I would expect about a 3-week-old to be. We'll just keep watching and waiting to see if she catches up. Please continue to pray that she will develop normally, that her brain will compensate for the small part that is missing. But most of all, praise God with us. Praise Him for His goodness, mercy, and kindness to us and to Hope. Pray that she will grow up to glorify Him and demonstrate His power.