We love our church in Tuscaloosa. Capstone ministered to us in amazing ways during our trials with Noah and continues to do so during this new stage in our life. We don't get to church as often as we would like because of Josh's crazy schedule... but it worked out that we were able to go to the annual pool party last night.
I didn't get a chance to take too many pictures but it doesn't take many to see how much Eli LOVES the water. What a fun night!
(PS This is also my first attempt using Photoshop to create a photo collage! Whoo-hoo!)
The Lauer fam hit the road to North Carolina this weekend!
The Alabama volleyball staff ran a camp for several high schools in the Waynesville area (Coach G's hometown) ... Eli & I decided to tag along to try to escape the heat in Tuscaloosa.
The trip took about 6 hours. Mr. E did a great job in the car,
with only a little bit of fussing.
We took a few pics while we were hanging out in the backseat. Cheeks!
We stayed in an awesome house in the mountains and surrounded by trees. This was the best shot I could get of it as it was literally perched on the side of a rather steep incline! Eli did NOT enjoy sleeping in his pack and play... after the first night, he managed to weasel his way into bed with us around 2 am each night. Stinker!
Judy's dad scored us an invitation to a barn party on Friday night... my understanding was that it was some sort North Carolina State football yearly reunion bash that runs three nights in a row! Judy and Josh proudly sported their Bama gear and we weren't about to turn down free food! It was a little rainy, but we had a great time!
There was an amazing bluegrass band playing in the barn.
Pavlina and Eli danced a jig together.
While the coaches did their thing at camp Saturday morning, I took the little man on a walk around Lake Junaluska. The lake and flowers were beautiful.
We took a few breaks from the stroller to sit on a bench and practice standing by fence. Is it just me or does Eli keep getting cuter??
We ate lunch every day at Judy's parents' house... delicious food and even better company. We would sit out on the patio and relax before the staff had to head back to the afternoon session of camp. Judy took a little time out on Saturday at lunch to snuggle with the E-man.
I loved the drive from town back to the rental house. I pulled over a few times on Saturday afternoon while Eli snoozed in the back seat so I could snap a few shots of my favorite spots.
We headed back to the lowlands (and the heat) on Sunday.
We had a great weekend but it was good to be home!
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The expression is supposed to be, "A life less ordinary."
But you know what? I've been there. Losing a child to a brain disorder caused by a mutation that had only been seen once before in the world is about as far from ordinary as you can get.
So now I crave regular life. The typical. The expected. And I have come to fear the extraordinary. The atypical. The unexpected.
I want Eli to be in the 50th percentile in weight and height.
I want to open a guide to a baby's first year and check off every developmental milestone as they happen RIGHT ON SCHEDULE.
I don't want him to be advanced or behind.
As Goldilocks was fond of saying... I want him "just right."
Or as Josh likes to say, I want a Stepford baby.
And I know this.
But it doesn't stop me from being borderline neurotic about Eli crawling. Or saying "mamamamama" over and over again with the hopes that he will stop looking at me like I am crazy and decide to imitate me. Or wishing that he would stop spitting up.
So my goal for the remainder of Eli's first year of life is to relax. To sit back and enjoy what he IS doing as opposed to worrying about what he ISN'T doing. To laugh when he blows a zerbert on MY skin as I so often do to his. To relish the fact that he has started reaching for me when I put my arms out for him. To remain impressed when he rolls and rolls and rolls across the living room floor so he can scratch at the speakers underneath the TV. To be impressed with his attention span when he watches an entire episode of Super Why without getting distracted. To savor the moments he chooses to snuggle with me before taking a nap or going to be in the evenings... and to let myself cry at little when I look at his sleeping face and think for just a minute that I am holding his older brother.
It is not New Year's Day. But I am making a resolution nonetheless. Pray that I am able to keep it.
"For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline." 2 Timothy 1:7
Our sweet little Noah was diagnosed with an extremely rare brain disorder when he was 6 months old. We loved on him for 364 days and have missed him every day since. Click on the picture above to read more about his story.
We welcomed Noah's little brother, Eli, on December 2, 2009, and couldn't be more excited to watch him grow!