More will come but here is how it sits

You dropped me when I needed you most

Threw me away, exorcised my ghost

To you my life was just a hoax

You dropped me when I needed you most

How do you thank someone....

Who has taken you from crayons to perfume? It isn't easy but I'll try! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FbLs80cuots (sorry it wouldnt embed properly)

But this isn't crayons to perfume. This is toy cars to driving cars.How do I thank someone who has taken my son from toy cars to driving cars? How do I thank him for giving me back my son?

Jeffrey has been in therapy for seven years.

That means me and the kids have been in therapy for seven years.

That means Dr. Worling has been in our lives for seven years.

That means there has been an amazing role model for my son and a staunch supporter of me and my children in our lives for seven years.

That means there has been much healing in our lives for seven years.

That means Jeff has had an amazing person in his life, rooting for him and loving on him and supporting him and unconditionally accepting him for seven years.

That means a seven year journey to get my son back.

That means Dr. Worling was a key player in giving me my son back.

How do you thank someone...????

What would it mean to have your son taken away from you, to have someone rescue him and give him back?

Apart for a life indebtedness...how do you repay that?

Thank you doesn't do it.

Words are not enough.

Gifts are not enough.

Nothing is enough.

I have my son back. He went into hiding. Dr. Worling found him. And slowly made it safe for my son. Safe enough to come home.

This, Dr. Worling, is a tribute to you. And it's not enough. You loved on us. You rescued my son.

I raise my hat, my glass, anything and everything to you! You are an amazing man! You devotedly gave to us. You brought Jeff home.

How do you thank someone.....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UFrdJ2V3r7Y

9 years and counting!

Today, nine years ago, Jamie Scott made his entrance into this world at 4:51 am (or so I have been led to believe!)
 And what and entrance it was. Jamie was late you see and i was done being pregnant. So at 11:00 I took 2 tbsp of castor oil, went for a solo 30 minute walk, came back, took another tbsp of castor oil and went to bed. At the ripe hour of 3 am, I woke up. My water had broke. Up we got and away we went. We went through emergency and they sent up straight down to the case room. Then they set me down on a chair and sent Lars up to register me.
Let me paint the picture. There I am, alone, on a chair in front of the desk in the case room. Lars is gone. My mom, who had wanted to witness the birth. Not there. And now Jamie is on his way. I can feel him crowning. I ask for a bed. Oh no, they say, baby isn't on his way yet. *******Please note: you are getting the sanitzied version!****** Oh yes he is I insist. And if you do not get me to a bed, you will have a baby in the hallway.
Now chaos ensues. They scurry me into a room (as fast as you can scurry an overdue pregnant mother), strip me and launch me onto the bed. Then leave.
So there I am.  On a bed. Alone. No Lars. No mom. No doctor. No nurse. For you see, they had to kick a sleeping nurse out and gather all the necessary supplies.
But alas, I was not to be alone for long. Jamie must have figured I needed company for one push later, there he was!
So there we sat. Me. And. Jamie. No. Doctor. No. Nurse. No Lars. No mom. Me. And. Jamie.
In walk the nurses. With the necessary supplies. That are no longer necessary.
Chaos again. Cut cord, clean me up, get the baby into an incubator and oh, by the way, what time was he born?
It is now 4:56. "Um??? I'm not sure. I was a little preoccupied."
Ok well we have been busy for roughly 5 minutes, so lets say official time of birth, 4:51 am.
Ok let's! (as if I have a choice)
In walk Lars.......and mom.............and dr...........
and there we are.
And that is how Jamie made his grand entrance into this world.
And he still does. He is the classic clown, who is a bundle of energy that doesnt sit down. He is constantly on the go and he loves life. He is a joyful soul and hates "misbehaving"
And he has suffered. Great great trauma has touched that boy's life. It stole him away from me for awhile.
But I am beginning to see the re-emergence of my little man,
And nine years later, he brings me so much more joy than he did at birth. My adventurous little man, who isn't shy to come and sit for a koala cuddle. Whose heart bursts with love for those in his life. Whose tender heart has seen much pain, but not stolen my son.
Happy Birthday my dear little man! May this day and many more bring healing to your heart and soul and be filled with love and joy that spills over.

My wish for 2011

Starlight, starbright
For this I wish with all my might
That life is filled with much delight
Starlight, starbright.

For Jeff, I wish you joy and peace
Pain and confusion to decrease
Favour and blessing to increase
For Jeff, I wish you joy and peace.

For Missy I wish you wings to soar
Close relationships more and more
God's adventures to explore
For Missy I wish you wings to soar

For Jamie I wish a healed whole heart
Where God shines through this work of art
Pain and nightmares to depart
For Jamie I wish a healed whole heart

Startlight, starbright
For this I wish with all my might
That life is filled with much delight
Starlight, starbright.