Rock Chalk Babyhawk

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

More photos of Babyhawk's cousin J.

Baby J and Dad:

Baby J and mom:

Cuddled all up in the cold weather...

Monday, January 28, 2008

The fun continues...

Babyhawk - up close and personal.

We think she may be getting some chompers. She can't keep

her hands out of her mouth these days.

She loves to play!

That hound dog is so funny...

Sweet dreams...

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Photos of Cousin J...

And here is the newest addition to our family!

Here she is with all of her proud and loving siblings....

Biggest sis A :

Big sis K:

Biggest Bro T:

Big Bro B:

She is the cutest baby since... well, since Babyhawk! Welcome to our crazy family Little J!

And baby makes 8!!!

Babyhawk welcomes her newest cousin - Baby J!

Baby J was born yesterday at 4:50 pm. She was 7 lbs, 14 oz and 20 inches long. Both mom and baby are doing great.

Baby J joins her ma and pa along with her sisters A and K, brothers T and B and her pup Target. Babyhawk is so excited to have a little girl cousin nearly the same age! I hope to post photos soon of the happy clan.

Thursday, January 17, 2008

The Giggle

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

We'll Miss You!

Babyhawk wants to wish her Tia safe and fun travels on her latest adventure to Ecuador!

Sunday, January 13, 2008

A few of her favorite things...

We've been trying to get the elusive Babyhawk giggle on tape for about a week now - with no success. So instead we thought we would share what Babyhawk is really into these days:

Of course her puppies:

Ellie the Elephant:

Her Gloworm Baby:

Her favorite book:

Her rattle she likes to carry like a purse:

Her phone:

Her Bananas and Cereal:

Her set of rattles, especially the crab and worm:

And last, but surely not least, her Jayhawks:

We hope you all have a wonderful week full of all of your favorite things!

Welcome to Holland

by Emily Perl Kingsley

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this...

When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."

"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland??I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."

But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.

The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.

So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.

It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills...and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy...and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."

And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.

But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things... about Holland.