tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11268747598537671202024-02-06T20:06:21.058-08:00Oh the places we'll goBlessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.comBlogger494125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-81841680406839922032013-01-10T11:46:00.000-08:002013-01-10T11:46:01.288-08:00Disney Day 1 cont. and Disney day 2Day one...Part 2<br />
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We seriously did nothing the rest of day one. We explored, relaxed and ran to walmart to get some much needed items. I also attended a orientation where we got all of our tickets to the parks. Oh my goodness people, we were so spoiled! If time allowed, we could have gone, done and seen nearly everything in Orlando! I was in tears nearly the entire meeting. It was one of the many moments where my heart ached. While I was so thankful we were there, on this once in a lifetime trip, I so wished Malachi didn't have to experience what he did to get us there. And then to see a room full of parents who were also there because one of their children had been to hell and back...ugh. I'm crying now, months later. It was a moment I will never forget. Needless to say we all went to bed EARLY!<br />
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Day 2...EPCOT!<br />
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In preparation for our trip I did some research on the best times to attend which parks. I read that the Magic Kingdom and Animal Kingdom we the most popular parks and the ones that people usually are most excited about going to. The websites suggested we do those later in the week, which we decided to do. Epcot was obviously not the more interesting for the boys but we we still had fun exploring the park and riding a few rides. This is also the park that they got to meet Mickey and Mini in!<br />
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We are so thankful that my parents decided to head down for a few days! They were a HUGE help with the boys especially since I was some what limited in lifting sue to my arm. They loved watching the boys take in the excitement and the boys loved having them there! </div>
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It was sooo freaking humid this day, probably the worst of all the days. We had a blast regardless. Josh and I enjoyed walking around The World Showcase, sampling yummy food. The boys enjoyed people watching and obviously the few rides we went on. Elijah was a bit scared while on many of the rides. We believe it was because of the low light. Malachi LOVED them all. He would laugh and point. Unfortunatly due to the heat we had to call it an early day. Everyone was getting grumpy and needed to cool down. We headed back to GKTW and enjoyed some swimming, ice cream and dinner. </div>
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This was also the night we did Malachi's star. Each child that is given a Make-a-Wish is given a small star upon check in. One night they are asked to go into the Castle of Miracles and write there name on the star. This is a VERY special time so I don't want to give away to many of the details, for other families who may get to experience this. </div>
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These pictures are sobering. Each star represents a child who has been diagnosed with a life threatening illness. Thousands of stars fill the sky, so many kids, so many stories and many of those children are no longer here. For some is a badge of strength and courage, for others is a reminder that they don't walk alone. For us? Its a little bit of both. </div>
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After Malachi was done decorating his star we headed out into the village to see what was going on. Each night was a different theme and this specific night the village volunteers were hosting the worlds largest candy land game. There was music, popcorn, cotton candy, snow cones and street performers. It was an all our street party! Kids running, laughing and parents chatting. We didn't last long, it was clear that they boys needed to go to sleep, especially because the next day we were heading to Animal Kingdom for Malachi's special adventure!</div>
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Our flight left SUPER early... like 6:20 am. So the night before we left our wish coordinator had us stay in a hotel right by the airport. It was great to be able to be so close and allowed for an easy morning. We arrived at the airport, got out tickets and headed to our gate. The flight was long, but the boys did great! I believe they both fell asleep, which was part of the reason we chose to take such an early flight.<br />
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Its a quick drive from the airport to GKTW. Once we got there we met with a staff member who filled us in on everything that the village had to offer. We were then whisked off to our villa!<br />
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Our villa was amazing! It had 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, a full kitchen and living room. It felt like home! I think I was most amazed at the special care they put into providing us with extra things. There were gift bags waiting for each of the boys, filled with toys, post cards, sun screen, stuffed animals and snacks! There were a few snacks in the kitchen also including pop and water. We brought all of our stuff in and got settled. We then headed out to find lunch! The boys were starving!</div>
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I am thankful that the staff gave us a cd with pictures of the village on it. I was really bad at remembering to take pictures! Please note, the following pictures were not taken by me! </div>
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This is the gingerbread house where they served breakfast and lunch daily. The food was wonderful! They even have volunteers to bring you tray to the table for you! This was a wonderful surprise and much needed with 2 small boys!</div>
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Inside the gingerbread house. We LOVED eating here. We met some really amazing families who had some really amazing kids! </div>
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The ice cream palace! Here you could get ice cream 7am until 10pm. Needless to say the boys LOVED it here! Since it was a once in a lifetime trip we allowed them to visit this place every single day! </div>
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2013 marks a new beginning. With that comes new goals and new adventures to be had. Josh and I are trying to eat healthier, exercise more and lose some of the weight we have put on over the last 4 years. Personally, I am striving to yell less, forgive more, love sweeter, laugh more often and give quicker. I want to take more pictures and blog more. Hench the reason I am posting! The boys are growing so fast, learning new things each day and I want to share that with our friends and family, those who read this blog.<br />
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Over the next few weeks I will be blogging about our Make a Wish trip to Walt Disney World! Way back in October we spent 1 magical week in Florida experience Sea World, The Magic Kingdom, Universal Studio's, The Animal Kingdom and Epcot! Our Make a Wish trip was simply amazing and I am looking forward to sharing some of the magic with you!<br />
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Cheers to a great 2013! Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-54846867237290241272012-09-06T10:27:00.000-07:002012-09-06T10:27:09.290-07:00One little sheet of paperIt is done. Three little words that bring me so much happiness. Elijah's adoption is 100% complete and the little piece of paper that arrived in our mailbox today was simply the icing on the cake. Our names are listed as his parents. The name he has been called since he was 2 months old is listed and our address is given as his home. Folks, we received his birth certificate in the mail today! The last little piece of paperwork that was still out there is finally here and we are overjoyed! <div>
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Malachi and Elijah have no idea what is in store for them. We will be staying a Give Kids The World, which I hear, is absolutely magical. We will get to go on a private safari at the Animal Kingdom, walk Main Street at Magic Kingdom, travel around the world at Epcot and experience Disney's best at MGM. We are looking into a special dolphin experience at Sea World too. I am 100% positive that we are not going to want to leave!<br />
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I created a paper chain countdown to help the boys visually see the amount of days until we leave. Today Malachi got to rip the first chain off! I also made there Disney luggage tags. I think they are super cute!!Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-59141051245867553522012-08-10T09:10:00.003-07:002012-08-10T09:10:41.573-07:00The "R" wordI feel like it is a never ending battle. The fight to educate those around us, our community, our world is a challenge. I question if I am doing any good, if my words change their hearts. Often I feel like I am casting my heart out in a lake only for it only to fall in the water and make all the fish swim away. I'm asking you dear blog friends, what is your most effective way to educate those around on the use of the "r" word? What boundaries do you have set up in order to keep your children safe from the word? How do you gracefully deal with those who, despite knowing your thoughts on the word, continue to say it around you? What are some of your favorite websites on the issue? I'm revamping my "R" word arsenal and I really need your help!Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-61833054194362048702012-08-03T18:51:00.003-07:002012-08-03T18:51:42.522-07:00Going placesMy boys are adventurous explorers, on the move constantly. They like to jump off couches and and throw balls. Wrestling matches are in abundance and black eyes are inevitable. They never stop moving. These simple facts make trips to the park with them nearly impossible for one person and visits to friends houses challenging and sometimes their energy drive me nuts. Seriously, there are days when I wished they would just sit and play with a toy like it is supposed to be played with rather than turning it into a demolition derby. Today was one of those days.<br />
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Elijah and I went to a beach. Our individual plans for the day were obviously different and was apparent the moment his little feet hit the sand. He was off, right to the water. I was looking forward to a relaxing day building sandcastles, munching on snacks and visiting with friends. My reality? I spent the next hour keeping Eli away from the nasty green stuff (why does every lake have a collection of green goo on the shore? Seriously nasty.), keeping him in shallow enough water, picking him up when he fell, chasing him back to our area...the kid was on a mission and while I was chasing him around I found myself wishing he would just sit still and play with the freaking sand like the other kids.<br />
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After an hour I was done-zo. As I tried picking up our sand toys with my feet (my arms were full of screaming toddler) I grew frustrated and it got even worse as I tried to collect our things so we could get in the car to get the heck out of there. Just when I thought the spectacle couldn't get any worse...my cheap old navy flip flop broke. This mamma could have cried. Why can't he just sit and wait for me to pack up the car? Why can't I trust him to not run away? Why can't he sit still like the other kids? After what seemed like forever we were finally on the road. That's when the tears came and the mom guilt started. Am I giving him enough attention? Am I strict enough? Does he not get out enough? I could go on and on about all the questions running through my head on the hour drive home.<br />
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About 10 minuets from home, I looking in the review mirror and saw Elijah drifting off to dream land. I found myself stopped at the stop sign a little longer to watch his eyelids grow heavy. His hair was a mess, his skin tanned from the sand and his sweet little hands rested quietly in his lap it's then that I realized how thankful I am for all that energy.<br />
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Elijah will never be content to just sit. He is a born explorer, always looking for the next thing to be discovered. He lives for adventure and has no fear. He is a mover and a shaker. He loves to create excitement and dance until he falls over. Elijah is full of life and that is going to take him far!<br />
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Malachi turned 4!! Wowza! Where in the world has the time gone?<br />
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We spent the day hanging out and relaxing. It was perfect. He was able to open some presents, went to toys r us and he got to pick out a toy (he picked a back of plastic animals) and we had ice cream with grandma and popop. Here is a list at some of his likes and dislikes...<br />
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Music...it MUST be on in the car at all times.<br />
Signing Times...The kid is obsessed.<br />
Books...Chicka Chicka Boom Boom is the most recent favorite.<br />
Finger plays...Where is thumbkind, itsy bitsy spider and song the involves movement is sung about 300 times a day!<br />
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Lots of people.. He enjoys his space.<br />
New foods...especially healthy ones.<br />
Naps...he's been on a nap strike for a few weeks.<br />
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A HUGE one that we have seen lately is his ability to copy. We make a sound and he tries to imitate it although it's not usually right, he is at least making an effort.<br />
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He can now successfully sign his basic colors and identify them when shown to him. His favorite color is black currently.<br />
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My boy is a mountain goat and is FINALLY walking up the stairs alone! Yippiee!<br />
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He is showing an interest in picking up his toys and helping do basic tasks (bring this to daddy, shut the door, turn off the light...)<br />
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We have been able to nearly triple the types of food he is eating this summer!! Some of his new favorites are fish crackers, french fries and hamburgers! Seriously this makes me sooooo excited! Feeding has always been a HUGE struggle and I see him making HUGE gains over the next year!<br />
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This child is as stubborn as they come and really struggles with listening. Especially when it comes to keeping his hands to himself. He is a hitter and we battle it hourly.<br />
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He is a sensory seeking beast! Seriously people! Hitting, licking, throwing, pounding, pulling, pinching, climbing, chewing...he does them alll and it is enough to drive a momma mad! We are working hard to find proper sensory input in hopes that the other behaviors will decrease. (Please sweet Jesus work your magic because I may go crazy the next time he throws the little people farm over the gate!!!!!)<br />
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Our goal was to get him potty trained this summer and it's not going so well. In fact, its not going at all. The stubborn beast refuses to pee in the potty and will hold it for hours at a time.<br />
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Another goal we had this summer was to get him out of the crib and into a big boy bed. Haha, I laugh now thinking back to the night we were up till midnight frantically putting his crib back together. He is just not ready and frankly neither are we.<br />
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Alright, that's enough about the birthday boy! Josh and I each celebrated a birthday this summer as well and just recently celebrated our 7th anniversary! We were able to get away for a few days without the kids which was amazing! We are currently getting ready for a camping trip next month and stocking up on a lot of adult beverages because the only way we are going to survive is if we are intoxicated at least 30% of the weekend!! (I kid...neither of us are drinkers...although at times I wish we were! hehe) Okay, seriously I am JUST KIDDING!!!!!<br />
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<br />Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-14467285927787946612012-04-25T06:13:00.001-07:002012-04-25T06:13:35.249-07:00Mommy knows best...part 2 I walked in the meeting room to a group of people who truly love my child. We laughed as we shared stories from the past year and I cried as each team member shared Malachi's triumphs and what he still needs to work on. Malachi is not just another child in the class, he is the heart and soul. His personality infectious, his smile warms your heart. When Malachi is absent the class feels it. I am a proud mom.<br />
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The meeting itself went better than expected. He is progressing and has made some huge gains over the past year. We discussed PT, OT and Speech, his desire to please adults and his love of books. Extended school year was recommended and we quickly agreed to it. Every aspect of the meeting was perfect, we were a team doing our best to figure out the best possible environment for Malachi to succeed and I believe we did it perfectly.<br />
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He will continue the next school year in Early Childhood. He will work towards his new goals and grow as a person. We all feel that this is the best option for him right now. I am please and at peace with our decision.<br />
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Way to go little man, mommy is so very proud!!Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-11434672508080377322012-04-20T11:39:00.000-07:002012-04-20T11:39:06.971-07:00Mommy knows best<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">Today is Malachi's yearly IEP. It's the big one where new goals will be set, we will discuss his previous goals and talk about what the next year of school looks like. This is always a day I dread but not because I am worried about his progress. This day is all about Malachi and what is BEST for him. I worry that I am making the wrong decisions, that mystubbornness will hurt him in the long run. I worry that I am going to be judged not just by his team but by other parents, especially those who have children with special needs. What do I do? What atmosphere is the best for him? inclusion vs. segregation? Where will he flourish? What environment will benefit him emotional well beings as well as his educational progress? The questions can go on and on. Its a never ending battle. And then when you finally come to a decision there is a new article written or another mom which tells you why your decision was wrong.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">Doubt. It's constant. Which was is right? One group of people says inclusion, inclusion, inclusion. While there is the other group that says special ed, special ed, special ed. There is no compromise, its one or the other according to them and which ever side you chose, the other will disagree and label you us uneducated. This conversation is EVERYWHERE and everyone claims to have the right answer but which is really right? I have no idea.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">What I do know is Malachi. I know his struggles, his triggers and his strengths. I know that music has magical powers over him and that he responds to positive attitudes. He is a love but is also very stubborn. I know him better than anyone else and I am the ONLY person qualified to decide what is best for him. And that is what I try to do every day of his life. My goal is to provide him with all the opportunities in the world to be successful, to be happy and to be as independent as he can possibly be. And right now the absolute best place for him is in a Early Childhood Education class where there are 5 other students, one teacher, 2 assistants and where he receives speech, occupational therapy and physical therapy. PERIOD. There is no discussion on the topic and I do not need to justify my decisions to anyone. I am passionate about doing the right thing for Malachi and that's it. As time goes on things may change and I may feel he is ready for full inclusion but I may also feel like a modified version is better.</span></div>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">We have some mighty fine window washers in this house, Josh included!</div>Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-48304300611534871462012-04-14T18:06:00.000-07:002012-04-14T18:06:51.258-07:00The flight of a bubble<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">There is something so beautiful about a bubble. Perhaps it's the colors projected on it's delicate surface or how quickly it's formed with a simple breath. Maybe it's the way it floats though the air following a path that is unseen with the human eye or maybe the gentle noise it makes when it finally finds a resting place and pops. It' seems like every child loves bubbles, mine included. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...we all can learn a lot from a bubble. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's not about where the bubble ends but its the path it takes that is magical. I needed to be reminded of the journey we have taken. The beauty in the pain, the joy in the unknown and the adventure in the trials. If my boys can find pure joy in something as simple as a bubble, then why can't I?</div><br />
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</div><div>Malachi is nearly 4 and still not verbally communicated in a typical way. He can't walk up the stairs, he can't swing alone, he can buckle himself into the car seat and he still struggles with eating. These are just a few of the things I am reminded of each time we are around other kids.</div><div><br />
</div><div>I know I shouldn't compare, but I do. For so long I have managed to steer clear of this road focusing on the long list of positives and brushing the negative aside to worry about another day. Well, I think that day is finally here and it sucks. It's like the black hole, once you are in it seems nearly impossible to get out.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Oh yeah and the real kicker? I get to multiply these feelings by 2. </div><div><br />
</div><div>So what do I do? How do I get out of this place? I don't have the answer for you, not sure if I ever will. What I do know is that my children are beautiful and perfect. They are happy, active and joyful little men who light up the room when they walk in. Yes the have their challenges but we all have our own mountain to climb and we will reach the top in our own time. </div><div><br />
</div>Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-14940041407386964822012-03-15T06:57:00.000-07:002012-03-15T06:57:07.916-07:00Just another day in paradiseThings here have be going GREAT! Winter is over and we have been experiencing amazingly mild temperatures here in Illinois. The warmth had allowed us to get outside and enjoy the sun which I am extremely grateful for! I attempted my first trip to the park with the boys since Elijah has been walking and the second I put them down they each took off in a different direction. It was some what of a comedy as I am running around trying to corral my children. We lasted about 20 mins. before I was spent. As I was gathering the boys, Elijah decided to throw the biggest temper tantrum, the kid didn't want to leave and did everything possible to get me to leave him there. He has done this a few times since then, little stinker! While at the park another mom asked me if I was there for my job, as in a nanny. Ha! What is wrong with people? Are white parents not allowed to have black children? I answered no and walked away. I know she was thinking I was a hussy, having 2 toddlers so close in age clearly by different dads. Welcome to my life, it really could be a sitcom!<br />
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Malachi is rocking it at school! He is just growing up so quickly! We are excited because we just found out he will be getting an extended school year. 6 more weeks of school will be a HUGE benefit for him and his current teacher will be teaching it!<br />
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Elijah has turned into a little boy in the past few weeks. He is independent and stubborn as ever but at the same time he is a little comedian and keeps Josh and I laughing constantly. We are looking forward to seeing him develop strong communication skills this summer. His verbal speech is coming along great. He can now say up, down, I got ya, hi and go. He is truly doing fantastic!Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-71500823035691920592012-02-02T17:25:00.000-08:002012-02-02T17:25:04.802-08:003 years agoThis blog was started 3 years ago to keep our family and friends informed of the latest news. We were just starting our journey to become foster parents. We had no freaking idea the journey we were about to take but we were ready, or so we though. Malachi came into our lives like a flash. For moths we prayed for him while he was fighting for his life in a NICU 2 hours away. We cried, worried, hoped and dreamed for him. What would life be life with a baby and a baby with special needs at that? We were terrified but so ready to hold him and kiss his sweet little cheeks. At our first meeting I fell head over heels in love with him. His little body fit perfectly in my arms, his big brown eyes melted my heart and his sweet hands tugged on my very soul. He was my son and at that very moment I knew that no matter what lay ahead I was going to be by his side every day of his life.<br />
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Soon we were able to bring him home and let me tell you the tears that filled my eyes on that drive home were like none I've ever experienced. FINALLY I had my son in the back seat. The son that I prayed for, cried for, hoped for and loved with every fiber of my being was coming home. It's a time I think back to often. No I didn't carry Malachi in my tummy, no I didn't get to bond with him like a newborn does with their mom and no I was not legally allowed to claim him as my son but I knew he was here to stay forever. I trusted that God would make that happen. Malachi has NEVER been anything other than my son, never...not once.<br />
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The past 3 years have been full of challenges, struggles and fear's so indescribable but it has also been full of hope, laughter and love. For the past 3 years I have dreamed about what is going to take place tomorrow at 12:15pm. I've played it out in my dreams, I've spoke about it with my husband and close friends and now my dreams are coming true...I'm still in shock.<br />
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Tomorrow we are going to adoption court and Malachi will officially become ours. No more home visits, background checks, travel consents, surgery approval from the state. As of tomorrow I am legally him mom and can make every decision for him. I can sign paperwork as him mother. I can change his name at his doctors offices and at school (no, legally his name is not Malachi, well not until tomorrow)...tomorrow makes it official even though I have been his mom always.<br />
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My parents, brother and best friends will be joining us in the court room as the judge signs the final paper. Together we will witness the end to a very long journey and together we will celebrate crossing the finish line together! I am so freaking excited!<br />
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Tomorrow Malachi will be ours...forever and ever. And that is the most awesome happily ever after I have ever experienced!Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-67390201367347307532012-01-17T06:55:00.000-08:002012-01-17T06:55:45.557-08:00Make-A-WishA few months ago I was contacted by one of Malachi's old nurses from his pediatricians office. She had left the office for a new opportunity as the director of Stroke at the local hospital. She called asking if she could use Malachi as a case study for a class she was taking which was full of doctors and nurses. I, of course, agreed and began to re-tell the story of Malachi's stroke and subsequent brain surgery in Boston. She wanted to make sure that the others in her class were educated on pediatric stroke and Moyamoya. Well after her perfect presentation one of her colleges suggested she nominate Malachi for a Make-A-Wish. A few days after Christmas we found out that Malachi was approved and wold be able to grant a wish. Well that day is next week. The wish granters will be here to grant any wish Malachi can come up with. Of course Malachi can not express his wish, so we have to do it for him. We have struggled trying to come up with the perfect wish, one that we know Malachi will love. After a few weeks of talking we think we finally have a wish that will be perfect for Malachi and on Tuesday next week we will officially make Malachi's wish! We are so excited for him and know this will be a once in a lifetime experience for him! Can not wait!Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-19408473364274120792011-12-01T06:07:00.000-08:002011-12-01T06:07:03.657-08:0023 hour observation...wonderful.Tomorrow we will be taking Malachi to the children's hospital in Madison, WI. He needs new tubes, his 3rd set, and they will be doing an ABR. While we are anxiously awaiting the results, we are not so excited about the 23 hour post op observation that is now required each time Malachi receives sedation. Yes, you read that right. Due to his "extensive medical history and recent Moyamoya diagnosis he is now required to be observed no less than 23 hours after sedation wears off. " Blah. I KNOW this is for his best interest, I KNOW 23 hours is no big deal in the grand scheme of things and I KNOW relative to what others have to go through its a ridiculous frustration. That being said, I still HATE spending the night in hospitals and I am not looking forward to this one. <div><br />
</div><div>While sulking in my own pitty party, I got a brilliant (if I do say so myself) idea! Since we have spent a fair amount of time at 7 different hospitals I feel I have to review them for the masses. You are welcome. It will be based on our experience only so please don't e-mail me complaining, we all have different opinions and that's okay! Be looking for it in and coming days!</div><div><br />
</div><div>I've got packing, cleaning and laundry to do. Don't be jealous! </div>Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-21931328847842301452011-11-24T17:45:00.000-08:002011-11-24T17:45:30.475-08:00While we were away...Fist of all...HAPPY THANKSGIVING! We had a fabulous day at my aunts house with my entire family! The food was amazing, the laughter was abundant and the memories made will last a lifetime! I cold go on and on and write a post about what I am thankful for but it seems boring and mundane since we are are usually thankful for the same things...family, health, friends, husbands, children...you are thankful for the same right? Yea, I thought so. Don't get me wrong, today was all about an attitude of gratitude but the last thing you want to read is yet another blog about Thanksgiving...I'll spare you that much! :)<br />
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Moving on...Elijah is officially a full time walker! Strap on the running shoes everyone because when he finds his sea legs there will be no stopping him! I'll try and get a video of the drunken sailor this week, it's a good laugh!<br />
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Malachi is having yet another procedure next friday. His 3rd set of tubes are going in and he will be having a sedated abr. We are so happy that they are finally doing this. It is something we have been fighting for for three years. I cant wait to know how much he can hear and if there is any hearing loss. Speech is a huge concern, he is sooo far behind, we are hoping to find some answers next week. Unfortunately, each time he has sedation he is required to stay in the hospital for 23 hours for observation. This is a new requirement and not one we are looking forward to but it is for Malachis best interest, so we will grin and bare it.<br />
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That is all that has been going on. We are just living the dream each day.Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-6453356135684595632011-11-15T08:03:00.000-08:002011-11-15T08:03:48.210-08:00Burrr...It's no surprise that winter in northern Illinois suck. It's cold, windy and nasty white stuff falls from the sky. I am so thankful my children have warm winter coats, hats and gloves to keep them warm when we brave the elements. Unfortunately many children will walk to the bust stop cold and embarrassed because their parents can not afford a winter coat. We are facing very challenging economic times and many parents are struggling to provide for their children. My husband teacher in a very low income school, where for most, meeting basic needs are a struggle. He has had student who lived out of their car, students who could only afford to wash their clothes once a month and students who will be cold this year because they don't have a winter coat. Josh and I decided that needed to change. EVERY child should be warm this year and it's our goal that each child in his school that needs a winter coat will have one. Will you help us? Can you donate $20 so we can purchase a winter coat for a child in need? Can you purchase a winter coat and send it to us? What about hats and gloves? Do you have extra ones laying around (in good condition)? Please consider helping us gives these children the gift of warmth this year! Please e-mail me if you have any question or are willing to help! Wolffie627@sbcglobal.netBlessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-28145157829333535902011-11-11T16:13:00.000-08:002011-11-11T16:13:39.237-08:00ENT..ABR...OMG!A few weeks ago Malachi got his first ever ear infection. We thought this was weird, he's never had one and I didn't think he could get one because he has tubes. While they were looking around in his ear they noted that it looked like one tube was coming out. I immediately called the ENT and could not get him in till last week.<br />
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While at the ENT last week, they confirmed that the tube was nearly out. Dr. M went ahead and pulled it out right in the office. Malachi also had a hearing test which was yet again inconclusive like the 30 million other ones he has had. FINALLY they decided that a ABR was the best option. December 2nd is the magical day when Malachi will have new tube put in, his ears irrigated and and ABR performed. We are looking forward to finally having some answers!<br />
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Fast forward to today. Malachi woke up with discharge from his ear. Dr. M confirmed that it is yet another ear infection. My poor baby is miserable! I do not know how you mom's of kids who get these often survive. I'm waving my white flag....Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-34043928850521164412011-11-07T17:03:00.000-08:002011-11-07T17:03:47.603-08:00Please be patient!I am growing more and more aware of dirty looks, the eye rolls and the whispering from people. So here it is, a news flash for those whom have nothing better to do than criticize my parenting...Malachi has sensory processing disorder! His hitting, the yelling, the licking, the refusal of foods, the throwing, the hair pulling and yes, even the grunting is all from the sensory issues he has. It's not because I don't discipline him. Now that you all are enlightened STOP with the childish behavior.<br />
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A little more explanation may been needed for some of you...so here it goes.<br />
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Malachi is a good kid. He typically doesn't hit to be mean, it's usually for the sensory input he gets when his hand smacks your leg. It feels good to him, it gives him something inside that hes not getting in typical ways. He licks and pushes for the same reason. We are working hard to find things that give him the same input but doesn't include humans (or animals for that matter) getting beat up on. One things that we do use is a pillow. If we notice him hitting we guide him to a pillow he can hit. If he is pulling hair we give him pop beads he can pull apart. But please note...if you are in his face, talking to loud or if there are a lot of people around there is a good chance you are going to be pushed, hit or your hair will be pulled. This is how he was made and had absolutely NOTHING to do with me or Josh.<br />
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So here are a few helpful things you can do next time you are around Malachi...<br />
1. When he is seeking sensory input by hitting, pushing or pulling ask him to have quiet hands. Please do not tell him no, as this does nothing but give him attention and reinforce the behavior.<br />
2. Keep your distance. At times, Malachi loves a good cuddle but generally speaking he dislikes people in his space. So don't plop him right in front of your newborn baby because the outcome will be a screaming baby.<br />
3. Talk softly and calmly. He responds so much better to someone who gentle in spirit.<br />
4. Be positive. Malachi LIVES for attention of any kind. We have found that the best way to get him to listen is to praise the positive and ignore the negative. See point number 1.<br />
5. Redirect. If you are reading a book and he keeps hitting the book...find something else to do. Whatever you do, do NOT continue with the same activity if you have asked him more than 3 times to have quiet hands.<br />
6. If all else fails sing. Warm up the vocals and bust out your best twinkle twinkle little star or itsy bitsy spider. He LOVES to sing and responds positively to it as a reward for good behavior.<br />
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Above all, be patient with him. His behavior comes from a host of underlying issues (poor communication, the stroke and sensory issues) not because he is inherently naughty. Follow my tips and I promise you he will be a different kid!<br />
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Now that I got that out...where is my glass of wine?Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-67394844009521961782011-11-07T06:35:00.000-08:002011-11-07T06:35:08.217-08:00Happy Birthday Elijah!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We celebrated Elijah's 2nd birthday this weekend! It was a blast! 50 of our closest friends and family came to party and party we did! We served appetizers, had a caramel apple bar and sent off wish lanterns. We also roasted smore's on the bonfire and opened lots of presents!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihVF0qfZKyfAKeqK0O9U_G4NhyphenhyphentUIM9xyi3H3kRhY3PzI-WfkuJGxsgMJr_xSO_EC0wHpZntRJtZnC6yTuGIn3MyOZ8VHHMzOcFL3dGuo4YmcCrJ7VdrESIb4vCCZKD3SKZU6BvIGn8iw/s1600/IMG_2001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihVF0qfZKyfAKeqK0O9U_G4NhyphenhyphentUIM9xyi3H3kRhY3PzI-WfkuJGxsgMJr_xSO_EC0wHpZntRJtZnC6yTuGIn3MyOZ8VHHMzOcFL3dGuo4YmcCrJ7VdrESIb4vCCZKD3SKZU6BvIGn8iw/s320/IMG_2001.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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Unfortunately, I am horrible about remembering to take pictures! So, thank you to whoever found my camera and started clicking away! To bad the only picture I have are these! :(<br />
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A few of the lanterns going up!<br />
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It was windy, which made it difficult to light these things but they are so pretty!<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhanukWZW2ZWeTjlYmH3EJ_jTdli0nRRErsysfJH4o1g2ducunyugYqkhglZWB8HCwmsIW4-kEoR48gU02P8qGzSarH8WAzhed-zxjaV4zp5JX3bQAr8zep58omOMo9OGCcFlyZmU2RAMU/s1600/IMG_2029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhanukWZW2ZWeTjlYmH3EJ_jTdli0nRRErsysfJH4o1g2ducunyugYqkhglZWB8HCwmsIW4-kEoR48gU02P8qGzSarH8WAzhed-zxjaV4zp5JX3bQAr8zep58omOMo9OGCcFlyZmU2RAMU/s320/IMG_2029.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>And Finally my sweet little man playing with his new 4 wheeler from Josh and I. Happy birthday my little love! I hope all your wishes come true!Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-2713846168719740612011-11-01T16:19:00.000-07:002011-11-01T16:19:15.052-07:003...2....1...BLAST OFF!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">For Halloween the boys were a astronaut and a spaceship. We got the boys up from nap and fed them dinner. I made some yummy soup. The boys played while Josh and I ate dinner with my parents. Then we got the boys ready to go out and get some candy! Our neighborhood is FILLED with kids, it was great to see so many people out with their family, it's one of the MANY things I love about our neighborhood. Malachi was way into trick or treating this year, it was so fun to watch him collecting his candy in his bag. Since Elijah is still not walking on his own, he got to enjoy the evening in the wagon, watching Malachi do all the work. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Our neighbors up the street were serving hot coco and hosted a costume contest, the boys didn't win, but we had fun none the less.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">By the time we got home, the boys were cold and wanted nothing to do with their costumes anymore. Overall we had a wonderful evening!</div>Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-16619456470095334442011-10-21T06:40:00.000-07:002011-10-21T06:40:54.464-07:00Speech<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Let me start off by saying I am by no means a speech expert. In fact, I am far from it. However, I do find it VERY helpful when parents share their ideas with me. Not every kid learns the say way so it's important we continue to try new things until we find a way that clicks. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Our number one concern with both boys is their speech (and the fact that Eli is nearly two and I am still carrying his chunky butt around...it's time to walk already dude!). We recently sought out a speech therapist outside of early intervention. I was tired of playing the game, being told we would start next month and that turning into 2 and 3 months of waiting. Before I knew it, Elijah was 20 months and had NEVER had a speech therapy session. He had been evaluated and told that we needed weekly ST, but there was no one available to see him. Thank you state of Illinois for being in such a financial tailspin that you can not pay the EI providers for weeks and months on end. Don't even get me started on that. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After being told Elijah would start speech as soon as the kids went back to school and then being told 3 weeks after school started that they didn't have anyone to see him, I flipped my lid. Word were exchanged and I decided no matter the price, Elijah NEEDED speech. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We were blessed to find an AMAZING therapist and in the 5 weeks Mrs. Ali has been seeing Elijah, we have seen major verbal advancement. Thank you Jesus!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Malachi is another story. From day one he has had feeding issues. He is my sensory kid and wanted nothing to do with chunks of any kind. He ate stage 1 baby food well into his 2nd year of life. In the last year or so we have been getting a larger variity into his diet, but it's still a struggle. He eats yogurt, applesauce, chicken, lunch meat, hot dogs and pretzel rods. That is it. His verbal noises have been minimal and only says 3 words on a consistent basis, yeah, no and ok. In the past few weeks we have seen great progress with him imitating sounds and words but he still has a LONG way to go. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here is what we have been working on.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">This is Malachi speech binder. He brings it to school daily where Mrs. T works on it with him. We work on it at home nightly too. It's a simple binder with laminated sentences in it. This one simply says "I see.." a black spider, an orange pumpkin, a while ghost and so on. Malachi matches the pictures by putting them in the sentence. We say it and we sign it. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">This Is a new story we got this week that focuses on the "up" and "Whee" sounds. It's a simple book that repeats up and whee over and over again. Each page has a removable image that Malachi can put on after he makes the required sound. It's supposed to be a reward but Malachi could care less so we often sing a quick song after each page. </div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">These are Elijah's sound cards. Each day we practice making the sounds on the cards. He has done very well with these. A few of the sounds are "hohoho", "woo woo" and "moo moo". We have a few copies of the cards and get creative with them. Mrs. Ali attached them to foam fish and put a magnet on the other side. She has a fishing pole that he uses to catch a fish and then he is required to make the noise that is on the fish. It's a fun way to mix things up.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV2izqPDPqOQseo00Omi3vBR2Wgj5q76TvKOwR7RGlDpcvGB0V_zyZqxD8i0OWpv5lbD_40iQnU1EfeRzMorilDrBNeo0kcLnQsio9dwDs3wtd6KQf31_9L6LPgQ1jw1Hh_uclT9r_PT8/s1600/IMG_1923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV2izqPDPqOQseo00Omi3vBR2Wgj5q76TvKOwR7RGlDpcvGB0V_zyZqxD8i0OWpv5lbD_40iQnU1EfeRzMorilDrBNeo0kcLnQsio9dwDs3wtd6KQf31_9L6LPgQ1jw1Hh_uclT9r_PT8/s320/IMG_1923.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">The sound cards come from this book which I can't speak more highly of. It's technically for children with Apraxia, which Elijah does not have, but we have found the same techniques taught in this book he responds well to. It goes into a lot of oral motor planning and had gestures that represent sounds. So far it's be a wonderful resource for us. Unfortunately the book is $300 and is on loan to us but is totally worth the investment!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">What do you do at home to encourage speech? Do you have any good ideas that your children have been successful with? I would LOVE to hear!!</div>Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1126874759853767120.post-67106997687113003282011-10-20T06:26:00.000-07:002011-10-20T06:26:35.678-07:00Conference time!We had Malachi's first ever school conference last night! I'll be honest I was worried. My biggest worry you ask? It sounds silly but I was worried that the staff wasn't going to like him. Crazy thinking I know but it was my biggest fear!<br />
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His teacher is nice but I've never got that warm fuzzy feeling from her. Up until last night she had never swooned over Malachi, like all who meet him do. He has the smile and personality that just wraps around your heart and holds on tightly. At the same time, Malachi can be a handful. He is confident, stubborn, independent and defiant. He has the ability to drive a person mad, trust me I know. No one ever wants their child to be "that kid" the one teachers hope are absent, the one who is constantly in trouble and the one they can't wait to get rid of at the end of the year. Yes, I WAS worried that Malachi was "that kid" to the staff in his classroom.<br />
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I was AMAZED when I walked in the door and heard NOTHING but good new about him. He is referred to as "the peach" by his teacher which delighted my soul. He does require a stern voice but generally does what it expected of him. He is understanding the concept of his picture schedule and know's to check it first thing in the morning. They commented on his love of music and how they often use that as a reward. He still prefers to play alone but is often the leader of the giggles at snack time and gets all the boys laughing (he has no girls in his class). He enjoys working on the smart board, especially watching his shadow. He can now do a 4 piece puzzle (woo hoo!) and and correctly identify 4-6 colors. They commented on how quickly he picks up new signs (sometimes up to 5 new words a day). Speech is still our biggest concern but his Speech therapist sees great attempts at saying new words. We clap out the syllables for him and they seems to help him. She is starting to notice him using the beginning sound of a word to get what he wants. For example "mmm" for more and "uh" for up. We are starting new jaw strengthening exercises at home to help decrease the drooling and increase proper chewing. His speech therapist is fantastic we are very thankful for her!<br />
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Last nights meeting assured me that Malachi is in the right place with the right team around him and we are so thankful for that!Blessed with Boyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04764109747087733076noreply@blogger.com1