Phew!

So far little Nathaniel is making it through the week. His umbilical hernia surgery and circumcision were done on Monday, and everything was perfectly fine until the medication from the surgery wore off WAY earlier than it should have. Poor Nathaniel!! I called the doc and received "permission" to give him Motrin which did NOTHING. I called back and received permission to go ahead and dose him with his Tylenol with codeine, which did NOTHING because he was too hysterical by that point. I called back and used my angry voice, and the doctor said, "Well, it's really important that we keep him calm." Uh-huh. No kidding it's important to keep him calm. That's why I called you TWO HOURS AGO to let you know that he was starting to feel discomfort when he shouldn't be, you knucklehead. I was trying to be a responsible parent and not overdose my child but apparently I should have gone ahead with my instincts and just drugged him right away. It took two doses to settle him down, and even that didn't really settle him down...the Tylenol with codeine makes him hyper! :) Yikes. He had a thirty minute nap on the day of his surgery. At least he was finally comfortable, though! And thanks to the power of prayer - oh, yeah, I alerted the prayer warriors about this one - he slept through the night on Monday and we all had a chance to regroup. Poor Cora was stressed OUT with Nathaniel's crying...all her maternal instincts were going haywire, and she felt totally helpless. I made her go outside with Shiloh and run off some steam, so they all crashed Monday night as well. Since then, we've kept on top of the medicine cycles even if we have to wake him up at night, and he's doing fine. The saddest thing on Monday was to see a return to some of the orphanage/self-comfort behaviors that he had gotten rid of since he first came home. He does a weird thing with his fingers while he's sucking his thumb, and he hadn't done that for a really long time. He had a hard time accepting comfort, especially since it had to be in his most vulnerable position -being held cradle-style on his back. The regression made me even more angry with the doctor. Arrgh. >:(

He didn't like the removal of the bandages, and he's walking kinda bowlegged (sorry, son - too much information), but he seems to be healing well. He goes in tomorrow for one of his follow-up appointments. It's going to be awhile before he has a recognizable belly button, but it's much better than it was. At least he can wear pants now instead of overalls all the time.

So that's been our week so far. And we've been schooling and the handymen have been at the house to do the last of the touch-ups before we put the house on the market TOMORROW. Who thought this was a good idea?? :) What doesn't kill us makes us stronger, right? Or certifiably insane, whichever.

And to make matters worse, our eldest turned NINE today. NINE! That's one year away from TEN, and before you know it, she's going to be EIGHTEEN. *sigh* Only middle-aged people have nine year-olds. Oh, wait. We are middle-aged. At least one of us is, anyway. :) That middle-aged person took his daughter on a date tonight, and they had a wonderful time. She got all dressed up (Daddy, too!), and might I say we make (and adopt!!) beautiful children. What's even more wonderful is that she is a lovely person on the inside, growing in grace and in the love of the Lord. She is truly precious, and she has such a sweet spirit. Happy Birthday, Shiloh! We are blessed to be your parents, and we look forward to celebrating many more birthdays before you up and leave us in our old age, weeping and sobbing as you go off to make your own way in the world, never bothering to look back and notice that your parents are desolate without you. *sigh* This parenting deal is pretty hard. Next week Abigail turns five. FIVE! That's one year away from SIX, and before you know it, she's going to be EIGHTEEN. Not that I'm overreacting or anything.

Okay, before I hit my second wind tonight and stay up until 1:00, I better give you these pictures and head to bed.

Much Love,

Casey
I think Cora captured this unique camera angle on Nathaniel (this is a pre-op picture; otherwise, his eyes would be pretty glassy from all the good drugs). I often find pictures on the camera of Cora's dolls, various barnyard scenes created with blocks and figurines, and Roscoe. I curse the day I taught her to use the camera. :)


And here is the lovely photographer herself, posed quite nicely by Adah. Adah also took the picture. Yeah - she taught ADAH to use the camera. Great.
I really have no explanation for this picture. I just found him like this before dinner one night. Please don't call Social Services on me. He looks like a friendly hoodlum, doesn't he?Okay, this is for all you people who have watched Nathaniel's video more than once. Oh, come on. I know you have. So back by popular demand...Nathaniel. The backstory to this video: Daniel called me upstairs to see the latest haircut he had given Nathaniel. I walked in to see this crazy Mohawk/high-and-tight-gone-bad. I might have fainted. When I recovered, I said, "What are you thinking?" And he said, "Oh, come on. Now that's a cool haircut. It's awesome!" Then I said, "It's something all right." He said, "So should I take it down to the skin or keep it? Because it's awesome!" (He was pretty impressed with his skills.) I called for backup. "Shiloh, come up here!" Shiloh: "What did you DO to his HAIR, Daddy?" Thank you. You are my favorite child. Daniel called for backup. "Adah, Abigail, Cora, come up here!" This is the conversation that ensued, pretty much word for word. Daniel: "Okay, girls. Is this the coolest haircut ever and should I keep it this way or should I make your brother look like a poor refugee and shave it bald?" Me: "Okay, girls. Do you want your brother looking like a crazy person (no offense to crazy people, there are lots in our family) or do you want him looking somewhat normal? Tell Daddy to cut his hair!" Daniel: "Okay, vote now." Jackson: "Keep it. It's cool. I like it." Abigail: "Keep it." Adah: "Bon! Adah like it!" (might I add that she was laughing hysterically and this could have been sarcasm - I demand a recount!) Cora (wavering): "Yeah, keep it. I think he's cute." Shiloh: "Mommy! Do something! He can't go out like that!" Me: "I'm with Shiloh." Daniel: "Oh, come on. It's awesome!" And that's how Nathaniel came to look like a miniature Marine gunney sergeant. And what do you know, the first person we encounter when we get to church on Sunday is one of our elders who is a former Army guy: "Hey, cool haircut. High speed." Thanks, buddy. Daniel now refers to his haircut as his pre-op combat haircut. Poor little guy. THIS haircut AND surgery in one week. It's just too much.

And this is my lovely, NORMAL, right-thinking eldest daughter, my favorite child. who backs me up in all circumstances. :) She's wearing a crown especially made for her by Cora at the last minute as they were driving home from dinner this evening.

Are you kidding me?

Random cuteness - Jackson helping Daddy replace the cover to the air duct. Abigail smiling pretty. I can't believe she's almost five!

Taken during a recent marshmallow roast on the back porch. We grilled steaks for dinner, and Adah loved them!
Taken at the North Carolina Museum of Natural Sciences; the kids had a blast!

The last time I wrote was January 9th? What happened? When did I enter the time warp? Weird.

Things have just been humming along here in their normal, somewhat chaotic way. Okay, not really chaotic - have you met my husband? :) We've been managing to get schooling done, which is some sort of miracle, I believe. AND the laundry, which is definitely a miracle. However, I still have my husband home from work. I mentioned the other day that I would like him to find a job that requires him to be home all day. Maybe there's some money he doesn't know about on his side of the family? Oh, I kid. ( That's Boomama's line. Have you ever read Boomama? You simply must stop by her blog, because she's hilarious. If you appreciate the South, you'll appreciate Boomama. http://www.boomama.net/)

ANYWAY, Daniel does eventually have to return to work sometime. I realize that. I am just really enjoying having him home for this amount of time. I have no doubt that it has contributed GREATLY to the success of the transition for Adah and Nathaniel. I just can't believe how well it's gone up to this point. It really is like they've always been here. We've passed the month mark, so I think we're out of the honeymoon phase, and still things are going well. They're doing normal kid naughtiness. Adah can still pout like nobody's business, and she thinks it's funny to laugh at people, so those are things we're working on. She REALLY doesn't like being corrected; she tries to laugh it off at first, and then when we have her look us in the eyes she gets that we're not happy with her behavior. All of a sudden she's not laughing anymore. She is coming out of her funks MUCH faster than at the beginning, and the girls are all now telling on each other when they're irritated with one another. Aw - sweet sibling love. It means the three homegrown girls are no longer treating her with kid gloves, so that's a good thing. The TATTLING is not a good thing, however. :) Adah also now knows to go to the pantry door, open it, and show me the sign that says, "No Whining" when she's been sulking. :) I heard her admonishing Nathaniel today saying, "No whinin' Nah-taniel." Nathaniel is actually having a harder time with eye contact than Adah. I cuddle with him after family worship to get him to relax in my arms, and he tries to roll his eyes back in his head instead of looking at me. Yeah, that's freaky. He will try to pull my fingers away from his cheeks when he's had enough. It's so interesting, because he is ALL ABOUT cuddling on my shoulder, playing with my hair, patting my back, and giving me kisses. But asking for eye contact is too personal, I guess. He is showing improvement when we cuddle, and I just whisper sweetly, "I will wear you down, son. I will love you no matter what. I will show you that you can trust me, and even more importantly, I will teach you about the Parent who will NEVER let you down." :) He laughs at me. I think he learned that from his daddy.

Well, after all of Daniel's time off, maybe Nathaniel needs to see that his daddy is not a bum and actually has a job. :) Right after next week, or maybe the week after... Nathaniel is scheduled for his hernia surgery on Monday, and we'll play it by ear as to whether Daniel returns to work next week or takes off to help with Nathaniel. We don't know what his recovery is going to look like. We're praying for the three-week recovery that they said is normal.

Oh, and did I mention we're putting the house on the market on January 25th? What? I haven't mentioned the fact that we're moving to San Antonio? Yeah, we like things to happen all at once and get ALL the stress for the WHOLE year over at one time. Again, I kid. Moving is the very LAST thing we want to do right now, but it's actually the lesser of two evils. Daniel's unit moved to a four month out/four month back deployment schedule for an indefinite period of time. That's definitely not what we signed up for when we accepted this job. Because the kids just came home, we didn't think that Daddy deploying was a good idea. We would LOVE to stay here, but nothing is opening up that is non-deployable. It seems that the people who don't deploy actually like their jobs. Huh. He applied for a bunch of jobs and it looked like one at Ft. Campbell was going to be a possibility, but he didn't get an interview. The job at Ft. Campbell would have allowed us to build on the 15 acres we have near Daniel's parents. This job at Ft. Sam Houston puts Daniel in a better position to apply for jobs at Ft. Campbell in the future. So...either we said goodbye to Daniel for four months, or we moved to San Antonio together. We opted for the latter. I'm still praying for a last minute amazing thing to happen to allow us to stay here, but I'm thinking that's probably not going to happen. :) It looks like we'll be going down to Texas the first week in April. Yep, that means we have two months to sell the house. Anybody want a lovely four bedroom home???? :) This is the suburban version of living life on the edge, people. We can HANDLE THE STRESS, really. :) Daniel is busy right now re-caulking the bathroom, and I'm helping by...what am I doing, exactly? Oh, right. I'm overseeing the kids having a snack. :)

So that's life in the Houseworth household...get pregnant, move; get pregnant, Daniel deploys for six months; get pregnant, Daniel deploys several times; get pregnant, move, have baby after evacuating from a hurricane; start adoption, move; bring kids home, move. I think we set the wrong precedent, don't you? :)

Okay, I really better go oversee the kids a little better, which means I need to get away from the computer. :) I think I just heard someone go outside. Our house is wired for an alarm system, and it used to beep when someone went out the door, which was really quite handy. Until the time that the alarm decided to beep erratically for forty-eight hours and we had to call the alarm company who said that even though they installed the alarm system they couldn't turn off the crazy beeping and I was going crazy so Daniel had to hunt down the sound and pull out the sound box from the wall because the! beeping! was driving me crazy. Did I mention that? Anyway, the door doesn't beep anymore so I have to have better ears to listen for children attempting to escape. Don't worry - the backyard is fenced. And it's really large...anyone want a house with a large backyard??

Till Next Time-

Casey

Nathaniel is pretty entertaining

I know that Nathaniel is not a pull toy. I know this because Daniel keeps telling me. :) But how could I resist having Cora make the noises over AND over in the video so that Nathaniel will laugh like this? I think I have a problem.

Formal Portrait of the Children

Casey really wanted to get the portrait posted, and since I'm sitting in front of the computer, I got handed the task. It's hard to believe the children have been home for 4 weeks already, and believe it or not, I've only been to the office twice! This picture was taken a week after they came home. After our last attempt at a family portrait failed just before I went back to Iraq in 2006 (the photographer was terrible, and Jackson had a bit of a meltdown), we weren't sure how this session would go. Thankfully, all the kids did a wonderful job. Although we would have liked Nathaniel to smile, at least he hung in there through three sets of poses.

Guest Blogger - Daniel

P.S. Casey would like to point out that Adah would have looked a lot cuter with the new 'do (see previous post).

A Hair Triumph

We've just been hanging out; how about you? We successfully finished two weeks back to school, and I'm getting better at incorporating Adah into the schoolwork by giving her whole word flashcards. She's past the phonics stage, other than learning the English pronounciations for words instead of the French. So I gave her flashcards with pictures on the front and words on the back, and she is thrilled to have her own things. She's also done a little math with Abigail and is now counting from 1-20 in English. She is going through drawing paper like we have our own mill in the backyard to make more. :)
Right now, the boys are napping, the girls are making lichen stew in their home in the woods behind the house, Daniel is fixing lattice work on the deck, and I just finished making bread, so I'm going to post these pictures and have a cup of tea. (Or a nap - whatever. :) ) )

This picture is the boys having a post-nap snack together in the kitchen. There's no reason for this picture other than the fact that my boys are adorable.

This is Cora with TWO front teeth missing!!! She lost both within the same week. "Lost" might be pushing the definition a little. More accurate might be "pulled and pulled until blood was pouring out of her mouth because she wanted the tooth fairy money." :)

Here's Adah checking out an Eloise in Paris book. Maybe she's reading the French in it? She sat there for a good long while enjoying that one.


And this picture is what the title is all about!!! Look here!!! I did Adah's hair today!! :) This is a major feat because I was a lot more confident about it before I took her to the hairdresser and saw how involved it was to create magic. :) I haven't tried cornrows; it could take awhile to get up my courage for that. But I thought it went well for the first time. I parted her hair down the middle and then divided it up into small sections, made ponytails, and then braided the ponytails. Shiloh and Cora helped by attaching the barrettes. :) We watched "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang" while I did it, and Adah was very patient with me. She only said "ow" a few times, and she seemed to like the end result. When we've looked in hairstyling magazines before, she really focused in on the little girls with ringlets. Ha! That's not happening any time soon. :)

Well, I better post this so I can get a nap before anyone notices I'm not helping with the lattice work. :)
Love,
Casey

Trying Something New

I hope you can see these videos! The first video is Nathaniel showing off his vocabulary and being a cutie pie. The second video is Adah singing a song from the creche while doing the hand motions on Daniel's face. We have no idea what she's saying. When the girls tried to copy her, they ended up making up a new version, which Adah gives in the third video. Our kids are adorable. Truly.