Since I can remember I have felt called to adopt. Even as a little girl I knew that one day I would adopt a child. When I was dating my (now) husband I mentioned it and as soon as the words left my mouth I thought, "He better agree or I'll be crushed." He said something like, "Yeah, cool!" I was so relieved. Every now and then I bring it up and we talk a little bit about it. We know that this particular moment in time is not ideal for us to begin the adoption process, but one day it will happen. I can't wait... :)
I know many people won't agree with me but I believe that life begins at conception; that all life is beautiful. This statement is not a matter of opinion, but rather a scientific fact. A child's DNA and sex is determined at the moment of conception. They are small, but they are there, they are human, they are worth more than you can imagine. Now, you can probably guess from those previous sentences that I am pro-life. Yes, I am one of those radical, crazy, insane psychos who believe that life has meaning and that it is wrong to discard (to put it lightly) our smallest, innocent member of society, or anyone for that matter.
I've been that girl standing outside of Planned Parenthood praying for those inside. I've been the person to smile at and encourage the scared looking women walking into the clinic. I've been that pregnancy center volunteer running pregnancy tests for scared girls, counseling them, crying with them, hugging them, collecting supplies and diapers and clothes for them to take home. I've see the pain in their eyes. From the very first time I stood praying outside of my local Planned Parenthood it has been my dream to stop a woman and tell her that I will adopt her child if she truly doesn't think she can be a mother. It hit me like a ton of bricks that first time I was there crying on the sidewalk. Now that I have my own daughter I am even more determined. But, having my own daughter it does make going to pray at Planned Parenthood a little more of a challenge, especially with it being in a bad neighborhood. I'm just not prepared to take her there. While I've never been threatened while praying there, I'd rather not tempt the ghetto fates. (Is that a thing?)
Anyway, what I can do is adopt. I always thought, "Oh my goodness it is so expensive to adopt. How will we ever be able to do it?" Then I saw this:
In that one post by Mrs. Johnson I felt such relief. I also felt as though she took words straight from my heart and plastered it online. I strongly feel that many more people are called to adopt than actually do. Even if you aren't pro-life adoption is such a wonderful gift you can give to a child. These children in the foster system are a lot of times so damaged. They have been moved from home to home to home, from couple to couple to couple, split from their siblings, abused, neglected, unloved...you name it. It's such a sad system. Think about it - how can you not want to help a child stuck in the midst of that kind of life?
I also want to say something about special needs children. Did you know that 90% of unborn babies diagnosed with Down Syndrome are aborted? We are missing NINETY PERCENT of our beautiful friends. You guys...how is this not plastered all over the news? How is this not illegal. Just watch this video if you aren't convinced:
I understand that adoption is not for everyone. I do understand that. But I do beg you to pray about this. I urge you to think about it. Bring it up to your spouse. There are so many babies and children and even teens who need a forever family. I can't imagine my Charlotte being thrown around in the Foster Care System. Cannot imagine it. It absolutely breaks my heart that so many kids are treated so poorly. These children matter. They are beautiful little souls. They are worth so much...
I could honestly go on for days about statistics, how beautiful life is, how passionate I am about adoption, how badly these kids need a loving home...the whole nine yards, people. But let me just leave you with this:
Have the conversation.
For more information visit Adopt US Kids!
Love you all!
Behold...Christmas deals galore! Well not really. But kinda.
So the other day I was casually doing my grocery shopping and I came across these amazing, inexpensive Christmasy...things! There are only two but they were such a good deal I thought I needed to share them with you.
The first thing I saw when I walked into Aldi was this amazing candle...
You guys. It was only $2.99! I'm not sure if they were clearance or what but they didn't say so. I mean, not to bash Yankee Candle or anything (I used to work there in high school) but this same sized candle at their store is like $23.99 or something. It's the same size as a medium Yankee Candle. Save yourself some money and go to Aldi to get this one because it actually smells amazing. I would say it is just about the same quality as a Yankee Candle. It has been burning away in my kitchen and it smells like when you walk into Starbucks around Christmastime. (Peppermint frapps galore...)
Next, I saw these chips...
They were only $1.49! Red and green tortilla chips. They would be amazing to put out if you're having a Christmas party soon. I bet you can't find them yummier or less expensive anywhere else.
I hope you guys decide to go grab these this Christmas season and that this was helpful to you!
Have a great day!
Love you all,
My little snuggle bear is half a year old! Time doesn't stop, does it? Please? Well, since it doesn't we are watching her thrive, grow, learn, and discover. It's amazing to actually look into her eyes as sherealizes something. Like when she lights up when I tell her "Daddy's coming home!" Or when I bring her bowl of baby food around the corner and she understands that "Yes. That is food. That is about to go into my mouth. Yummy! Hurry, Mom. HURRY, MOM." I assume that's how it goes. Or something. But it's really cute and I feel so privileged to be the mother of such a beautiful little Love Bug. Ahhh motherhood :)
Alrighty, let's get into the info!
CHARLOTTE'S 6 MONTH
She is in the 75th percentile for weight at 18 lbs. 0 oz!
Charlotte is in the 98th percentile for height at 26.5 inches tall! (Or long. However you want to put it.)
Like I said above, she is discovering and learning everything. It's wonderful to watch. Her little personality is shining through now! She's just like me: stubborn, happy, talkative, excitable, and caring. I used to think, "How can moms say that about their babies? I mean, they can't even talk yet." But I can just tell that she's caring. For instance: she fell down and got hurt, cried for about 1 minute, but while she was crying Istarted crying because I was worried about her. (She was fine btw). Once she stopped crying I still had tears on my cheeks and she just stopped and stared at me. She looked so concerned and then smiled the sweetest little smile, almost to say, "It'll be okay, Mama. I'm happy now!" My heart just melted. Maybe it was all just a coincidence (probably) but my mom heart was pretty touched.
Anyway, I am so in love with this growing Babe. I only hope that I can touch her little heart and inspire her one day as much as she has done those things for me. That is my life's goal.
*And now I'm crying.*
She is scooting and rolling around, blowing raspberries like crazy, screeching, squealing, laughing up a storm, and for some reason lately she's been loving sucking on my cheek whenever she gets her mouth close to my face. Hahaha it's so funny! I love it. I hope she likes the taste of CoverGirl foundation ;)
Wakes up around 7:30am, gets a diaper change, a quick nursing session, then back to bed usually by 8:30am
Wakes back up around 10 or 10:30
Awake for 2-3 hours
Naps for 2-ish hours
Awake for another 2-3 hours
Naps around 6pm for 1-2-ish hours
Eats some baby food at 9pm
Bath around 9:15
We read her a book around 9:30
Goes to sleep at 10pm
Usually sleeps through the night until 7:30 (fingers crossed!)
She still nurses on demand during the day which is wonderful because I'm not ready to let go of my little baby! I mean...it's cool that she's trying new foods but it bums me out that she's not entirely dependent on me for food now. Wahhh :(
Like I said above, she eats baby food at 9pm each night. I mix some rice cereal with breast milk and whatever baby foods we've picked for that week. She loves it and I can't believe how much of it she eats! It's so nice because it keeps her belly full through the night. We've also given her a few sips of water which she equally loves and thinks is the weirdest thing on earth. Ha! To occupy her during church we've started giving her baby puffs. Ya know, like the Gerber Graduates ones only the off brand. She loves them! Tom also loves giving her random bits of soft foods like the pumpkin bread I made. She is SO interested in our dinner meals and always wants to get her hands on whatever we are eating. I can't wait to give her more real foods!
For sizing she's alllllllll over the place. Anywhere from 6 months - 12 months. Usually 9 months but it depends on the brand.
She's still in size 2 diapers but once we run out of them she'll graduate to size 3 because she's a chunky lil sprout!
I'm so great! I finally feel like myself again. I don't feel like I just had a baby anymore. Weeeeeee! I did notice this month though that my hair is dangerously thin still so I started taking Biotin because it helps with hair growth (or so Google and my mother tell me!) I have noticed that my hair loss is getting better since I started taking it. Yay!
"Kiss my husband and rub his feet and rub his back and make him amazing meals per usual."
(Tom typed that while I walked away from the laptop for a minute and I decided to leave it in :)) Poor guy works way too long and hard for me to ever rub his aching feet and back. But I digress...
I said in her five month update that I wanted to drink more water for November. I kinda did but...not really-ish. I'm trying though! I've been buying some flavored, sparkling water to spice things up a bit and entice myself to drink it more.
Thank you so much for reading this post!
Love you all!
Well this was definitely a Thanksgiving week to remember. The Friday before it I started feeling...off. I thought maybe I didn't get enough sleep the night before or something and my immune system was paying for it. Nope. It, it was...FLU...POISONING.
My mom was really good to me and I went to her house all day on Saturday while Tom was working on a super fun project that I'll share with you all later! Anyway, I just started feeling worse and worse. I developed a fever the next evening and everything went down hill. On top of everything my wisdom teeth started coming in, I started getting cold sore after cold sore, my glands were swolen...the whole nine yards. I was miserable. I started taking my misery out on Tom and I was getting easily frustrated with Charlotte. She was so good all week but I would get so upset at the slightest little cry from her. It wasn't like me at all.
Our apartment was suuuuch a mess. I couldn't find any energy or motivation to get up and get anything done. I laid on the couch (usually at my mom's because I'm a baby) and felt sorry for myself.
I ended up having a great Thanksgiving with my family but that night I started feeling really terrible about my behavior that last week. I called my mom in tears and asked her if she could help me with my motivation. She agreed to come over the next day and get me in gear. I wanted her to watch Charlotte for me while I cleaned up but she did so much more. She did what seemed like a mountain of dishes for me, cleaned my whole kitchen, she even scrubbed my burner plates just because she could. But, most importantly, she gave me the best pep talk. She reminded me that I need to look for the positive aspects in every situation. I have never been good at that. I think I was infamous for being a negative person a few years ago. It was like a bad habit. Anything bad happened and there I was thinking about how awful I had it and how hard everything was for me. I complained a lot.
Since Charlotte was born I have been much better about staying positive. I think it's because I had no choice. I was in the trenches of exhaustion, emotions, pain, everything. I learned then and there that the only way I was going to survive was to hold my head up and take everything as it came. I needed to think positively so that's exactly what I did! I lost all of that in the last week but my mom helped me snap back into it. My husband did too. And my baby girl. Things have been so much better. People have told me my whole life to "look on the bright side" and to "make the best of it"! I thought they were silly and that it was cliche'. I thought, "They just don't understand how hard I have it". I was wrong. (Family members reading this - take a screen shot because you may never hear me (see me?) say (type?) that again.) ;)
This simple little thing - thinking positively - has honestly changed my life. I often think, "How on earth did I live so negatively before? How did I not at least give positivity a try?" I'll never know. But I thrive on it now.
You know when you've been working on a goal for a long time and you finally realize that you did it? You made it? You've succeeded! Well, slowly, since Charlotte was born, I didn't realize it but I was becoming much more of a positive person. I didn't even notice it until one day my sister-in-law said, "You always have such a positive way of looking at things!" (Hey, Laura!) I seriously and honestly thought she was kidding. Or talking about someone else. Or crazy. But then it hit me - she was right. I've changed. I'm not telling you this to brag about myself or something, honestly. I just really want my blog to be about inspiring people and helping those who read it. I want to share my life lessons in hopes that you all can learn them the easy way, through my mistakes, instead of learning the hard way through your own.
I challenge you all to think happily and positively! I know from experience it's not easy. You just have to work at it! But, in time, you'll realize that when you were least expecting it you ended up changing for the better. One of these days when your breaks go out on your car you'll think, "I'm so happy that my father-in-law fixed it for me. I'm so grateful for that" instead of, "Nothing is going my way today! Ugh!" Just give it a try!
Let me know if you have a story about learning to think positively. I'd love to hear! You might inspire others with your story too. You can email me @ firstname.lastname@example.org, you can comment below, tweet me (@hannahnaegele) or write on my new Facebook page here! (Don't forget to "like" my Facebook page too!)
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Love you all!
My name is Hannah and I'm a lucky wife to Tom, and mama bear to two sweet girls - Charlotte & Rosalie. Coffee, lipstick, sunshine, and dresses are some of my favorite things! I love to blog about God, motherhood, "wifeyhood", food, health and much more.
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