InstaFriday – 9/13/13

life rearranged It’s Friday! I’m excited to share my week in pictures via Jeannett’s InstaFriday link-up at Life Rearranged. I’m thedestinymanifest on instagram, if you’d like to follow me.

I’m excited that I finally feel like blogging again… it’s been too long since my desire to write matched up with my ability to sit and write without feeling sick.

The biggest news of our week — we got our car fixed! The poor girl has been overheating since April and we’ve been babying her along, hoping to have the money to have it fixed each week, and never actually having the money. A few weeks ago, our neighbor fixed the fan, which had come disconnected from its’ wires, and the week after that, we bought a new thermostat and David installed that, but it still wasn’t fixing the problem. I’d get into afternoon car line to pick up Addah, and within 5 minutes of moving slowly forward in line, the engine temperature would be at 116 degrees and you could hear the coolant bubbling and boiling in the engine. Not good… and as a result, I have been relying on my sister way too much to help me with picking up kids. She’s having knee surgery next week, so it was time to get to the bottom of this problem.

I called my old friend Craig (if you remember, the girls and I used to live with he and his wife, years ago) and asked him if he had time to take a look at the car. As luck would have it, he did. He checked it all out and said that everything looked good and he wasn’t 100% sure what the problem could be. He thought the radiator cap looked rusted and suggested buying a new one. $5.00 later… our car is no longer overheating! $5.00! A new radiator cap! I was impressed… and also felt a little silly, that something that small has been tripping us up for so long.

Mechanics Car Repair

The bad news from the mechanical check-up is that our master cylinder is starting to go bad, and we’re going to need to replace that very soon. It’s only $125.00, since Craig can replace the part himself, but still… $125.00 is a fortune when you’re constantly living paycheck to paycheck. I prefer the amazing $5.00 radiator cap = no more overheating kind of mechanical fix, personally.

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I convinced David to help me do a major overhaul of our bedroom and bedroom closet last weekend. We pulled every little thing out of our closet, and most of one side of the bedroom, so I could put my long dresser into the closet and move out the baby things that have been taking up so much room in there. Now I have the baby bassinet on my side of the bed. It was a little surreal the first morning after the big clean-up, waking up to the baby’s bed right next to me, because this is much earlier than we would normally “get ready for baby”, but it’s such a long time coming for us… it just feels right.

Baby Nursery Prep

We still have two very large boxes of baby girl clothes in the top of the closet, and I’m just not sure that I will ever be ready to part with them, whether this baby is a boy or a girl. Some of them will always be “Clara’s clothes” and it’s painful to think of seeing them on another baby. I don’t know… I have to hope that this part sorts itself out as the pregnancy progresses. I have so much excitement and happiness, but also so much fear and anxiety.

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I’m knitting my fingers to the bone! I finished two pairs of socks for my mama… and forgot to take a picture of one pair, unfortunately. She loved them so much that she ordered four more colors of yarn for more socks. It’s a good thing I enjoy this, eh?

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Knitpicks Sock Yarn Collection

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And finally, Addah wrote a “newspaper” this week for a class assignment. For the “My Hero” section, she chose David, and wrote the sweetest little note about him. He got quite teary when she showed him after work… so did I, to be honest.

My Stepdad, My Hero

In case you can’t read her writing, it says “My stepdad David is my role model because he is an artist. He also plays and has fun with me. Sometimes he yells but that’s because he has to. I know he loves me. I love him too. He’s the best stepdad ever.”

Is that not the sweetest thing ever? Or is that just my pregnancy hormones running out of control?

Mustache Club

So silly… and so sweet.

Oh and before I forget! Addah got a pug puppy! No, not a real puppy… I don’t need that stress in my life. A balloon pug!

And what’s a balloon pug, you ask?

Balloon Pug

This adorable helium-filled puppy was begging me to take him home from Party City. I couldn’t refuse, because I knew I’d get the biggest grin out of Addah when she saw it. I was right; the grin was amazing and totally worth the $8.00 I spent on the puppy. He’s still floating too, over two weeks later. It’s like having a cartoon dog living with us – the slightest movement of air from walking past him causes him to “follow” you, just like a real puppy would.

It makes the girls happy, so it makes me happy. It’s the simple things, y’know?

Have a great weekend!

Knitting To Stay Sane

Knitting To Stay Sane

I’m having a rough week, so I’ve been doing a lot of knitting to stay sane. Knitting is my “go to” project when I’m struggling, and it hasn’t failed me yet. Focusing on the details gives me something to think about that doesn’t hurt or make me sad, and many times, finishing a project gives me a sense of accomplishment that bolsters my mood and gets me going in the right direction again.

It’s still raining a lot here (every day in July, so far), so the kids can’t get outside to play as much as they would like. We’ve been lazy this week — cuddled up on the couch watching movies and TV shows on Netflix. The rain will pass soon enough and they’ll be back to running a hundred miles per hour, but for now I’m really enjoying this quiet downtime with my girls.

I finished a pair of socks that have been languishing on the needles for months now. I’d work on them a little, then set them aside to work on something else. David was thrilled to come home from work to a brand new pair of socks; this man loves his hand-knit socks!

Knitting To Stay Sane | The Destiny Manifest

I’m particularly proud of how the stripes line up on this pair of socks — that was no easy feat! The socks fit him perfectly and he wore them to work today, so I’d say he’s pleased!

I used my own basic toe-up sock pattern for this pair of socks. For David, this means a magic cast-on of 28 stitches, increase to 76, knit for 9.5 inches, short row the heel down to 14 stitches and back up to 76 total, {knit 2, purl 2} for 8-9 inches for the cuff and cast off… then repeat for sock #2.

Knitting To Stay Sane | The Destiny Manifest

I’ve already cast on for the next pair, one of three pairs for my mother. She’s got almost as many pairs of my hand-knit socks as David does, and she’s been requesting more for a while now. I’m more than happy to acquiesce to knitting for people who appreciate it as much as these two do!

I’m connecting with others via Wordless/Wordful Wednesday today! Check out my blog hop directory to see who else is participating, as well as the other blog hops that I join each week!

The Hungry Earth – A Poem by David

The Hungry Earth - A Poem by David

We spent yesterday evening at a new park near the airport, where the sky is more open than I’ve seen since we left Texas. It inspired both David and I to write. Today, I share David’s eloquent poetry. Tomorrow, I will share mine.

The Hungry Earth

My watery eyes gaze
transfixed upon the ocean of turquoise,
my skull resting on the cold stone,
arms folded across my chest.

The alabaster mists adrift, miles above,
burnished in azure fire rolled into silken form,
expelling the grey gloom from their domain.

Drips of dew glitter off the grass around me,
falling to feed the hungry earth
and thirsty tendrils the illusion of their magic.

The summer air caressing my arms
as if to assure me that my sorrow is understood
by the specter of this forgotten path.

And yet, no voice speaks wisdom to me from that heaven.
No choir stands ready to defend His honor
from the tears of doubt that blend in the rain.

She lives in my memories,
pained as they are to hold.
And I will still wish upon the coming stars
that tonight, my child rests with God.

The Hungry Earth - A Poem by David

In His Words – A Eulogy for Clara Edith Webb

In His Words - A Eulogy for Clara Edith Webb

My husband David wrote this beautiful eulogy and read it at Clara’s memorial service. He asked me to share it for Clara’s birthday.

The saddest and proudest moments of my life are one and the same. I became a father for the first time on a rainy afternoon in July. All the hope and joy of this day became crushed by five words – “we can’t find her heartbeat” – and our lives were forever changed.

Clara Edith Webb was loved and adored from her first moments in this world. I still have the positive pregnancy test that Heather took in Texas. The sheer wash of emotions that a simple chemical test strip can cause is awe inspiring. We didn’t know yet if she would be a boy or a girl, or if she would even stay with us. But she did. She stayed and she was welcomed.

A day has yet to pass where the sight of a baby in a stroller or car seat fails to test my eyes’ floodgates, and that time may never come. Though she never held my finger in her tiny hand, we did know each other well.

If this sounds forced, it is only because words to express the death of a baby are nearly impossible to find. The loss is not mine alone. The family I love so dearly, the friends so true, the world itself, has lost a great soul, and is lesser for it.

If there is a God, I will hold her again some day. Until that day, I commit her to the care of those loved ones who have gone before her, and to those who will one day rest here beside her.

Sweetest of dreams, baby girl.

In His Words - A Eulogy for Clara Edith Webb

My little sister wrote a beautiful blog post for Clara’s birthday that I would love for you to read, if you have time.

A Father’s Day Letter To My Grieving Husband

A Father's Day Letter To My Grieving Husband

Happy Father’s Day to you, my love.

Thank you for being a wonderful and caring dad to our tweens. You would have been the most amazing daddy to our baby girl. In the short time that we knew her, the sound of your voice made her the happiest. She loved you very much, you know. You are truly loved by all of us.

Thank you for loving my girls as your own children, because in every way that matters, they are. Thank you for supporting them as they navigate the fractured relationship with their biological father, and for never making them feel like they have to choose between the two of you.

Thank you for still standing by my side, supporting me and keeping the weight of our combined sadness and loss from crushing us under its’ weight. I know you have struggled. I know you are heartbroken over the loss of Clara, your only biological child. I wish that I could alleviate that pain and grief, and that I never had to see such sadness in your eyes. I can’t take it away, but I will always be here to help you bear it.

Thank you for being strong enough to cry and share your emotions and fears. Thank you for trusting me with your heart, which I treasure more than I can say.

Thank you for working without complaining, even when it feels like the money is all gone before it even hits the bank account. It has been a long and difficult year for our family, but we are climbing, slowly but surely, and that’s mostly because of you.

Thank you for putting up with me. I know I’m not easy to live with, especially not this past year. I cry at the drop of a hat. I can fly into a rage over nothing (and sometimes everything). I alternate between angry, distraught, guilt-ridden, happy, content, excited, goofy, and then back to angry and terribly sad… every day. You have never stop letting me know that you love me.

You are the strong one, not me, no matter what you say. It’s sounds so cliche to say, but you truly are my rock. I can’t imagine surviving the past year without you by my side. In October, it will be 20 years since we first met. I hope that your hand is still in mine when another 20 years have passed.

Thank you for loving us so well.

We love you, David, always and forever.

Love,
Heather, Lakie Bear, Addah Bee & Clara Bunny

Father's Day - It takes a special man to be a dad.

Launching Scouting Into The 21st Century

Last year, my husband David was asked to design a new Boy Scout patch and logo for North Carolina’s Cherokee Scout Reservation Summer Camp 2013 program. The slogan that they chose is “Launching Scouting Into The 21st Century” – very appropriate, I think, considering the recent vote to allow gay youth to participate in Boy Scouts.

The camp director (who also happens to be my little brother, Colin) brought us the completed t-shirts and complimentary Scout patches last week, and they look amazing!

Launching Scouting Into The 21st Century - CSR Boy Scout Patch by Graphite Web

Boy Scout Camp started this week, and Colin tells us that it’s quite the sight to see… every child in camp wearing David’s awesome logo on their t-shirt. Even better, once camp has ended, each child will receive a patch that will permanently go on their uniform… how cool is that?!

Launching Scouting Into The 21st Century - CSR Boy Scout Patch by Graphite Web

I’m so proud of my talented husband!

I’m linking up several places for Wordful/Wordless Wednesday…

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