Thursday, November 4, 2010

Changes / Mind Dump

I need to be away like a piece of drift wood on a calm lake until I get my roots set down. This Summer has been so busy and the Fall is settling down to where my head is back on straight and level.Work is great and a wonderful fulfillment. I love to find ways to save clients money and make their life a little easier.

Before I know it Steve will be fund raising for his trip back to Haiti in Feb.
We are looking into our second adoption. I hope the possibility will give birth.I'm not sure exactly what that looks like quite yet.

I'm so looking forward to Thanksgiving. Meeting my little nieces I haven't seen yet. I feel like the next time I see them will be 1st grade. i will enjoy the family chaos for the holiday though and I'm looking forward to it.

Well Steve is off to a writing class so I need to start dinner.
Mom's work is never done.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Jealousy This one was in a diary from 09.

Today, I was confronted with my jealousy. Yes, I envied someone else who was getting an opportunity to meet someone I really want to meet. The thing of the matter was I really felt that at the time they didn’t appreciate the opportunity. I really wanted the best for all parties. When a good friend pointed this out to me: I at first was shocked they did it in front of friends. Then I wanted to defend myself and released and let go for there was no reason to defend. The feeling I’m now sitting here with is wondering about the jealousy and telling my friend to confront me in a more one on one setting. I’m always open to the input. Even this seems like a oxymoron welcome the input but only in a personal setting or what’s comfortable. I crack myself up!

Friday, September 24, 2010

Unexpected Blessings

I woke the other day thinking it was going to be a normal day. Normal, what is that anyway? Well, truthfully a little late. So we were in the race against time a bit.Jeremie and I were headed over to spend a little time at his new preschool. We wanted to see how he would do.
Right away he started playing with the toys and the other kids.One little boy was very cute in asking why he was black. I said he was born that way. He continued to tell me we are all born and you could see the wheels turning in his head processing why Jeremie was black. Music time started and he sat with the other children. He was doing so well. I was practically kicked out to go do something else.
Proceeding to the car. I thought about the last few taxing months and how I haven't had alone time in awhile.I decided to go to downtown Nampa and sit and have coffee. I went into one of our little tea shops Cafe De Coco in a little quite corner to myself.The shop was empty and very quite. I sat reflecting still on the past few months and started counting the blessings. I am truly in awe and then some.....
I wonder if we ever sit down and slow life down to really count our blessings.
I started to write all the blessings and my hand got cramped and I don't dare try to type them all either. I did have a full page on a hand written piece of paper.
I dare you to write them all down.

Friday, July 2, 2010

Haiti to get Jeremie

I have held on to this almost a year. I have to edit it some more but I thought I would get it out there.
Today is my first full day back from Haiti.
The experience going there was incredible.I will start by telling of my first impressions and thoughts when we landed in Haiti. We have been traveling a total of 18 or 19 hours when we reach Haiti.
The flight over the city is rubble everywhere.The earthquake has torn down many buildings. Then you see a tarp of white and blue material on the ground in the middle of the rubble in the clearings in between. These are the tent cities.The fact that many people are living under these blue and white tarps exposed to the elements. The questions started racing through my head where are they showering, the toilets and where are they cooking? How are the misplaced children? How are the people that lost loved ones. Then out of know where we land in Haiti with rough turbulence suddenly.
We get off the plane and have to walk around a wing of the airport damaged by this huge earthquake.I should say the wing is pretty much flattened. We get in a line and go through security, then immigration to check our passports. Then we are in this big hanger where we pay for a cart and it's mass pandemonium. People are everywhere and there is no order.You are standing there in total amazement that getting our bags was like a bunch of kids trying to get candy after the pinata breaks open. So we decided to join the craziness to get the cargo. After that we go out of the airport to be swarmed by these men dressed in gray outfits like auto mechanics. They are luggage carriers and they are fighting to grab your bags to carry them and fighting with the others to get the job. I found this frightening at first because you can't understand what is going on it is disorienting.We stood outside the airport for awhile trying to find out where our ride was from the airport since they had moved the gates since Steve had been there last.This of coarse took us paying someone to use a phone and Steve trying to speak to someone there at the gates that knew something. We hired one of the men to get our cart down the drive of dirt and pot holed pavement to our ride. I was very happy to see that Meray, Ceres and the driver were there to take care of us. We get all of our things packed up into the truck and the tarp on due to the rain.Five of us squish into the small pick up.The truck goes first to the guest house in Port A Prince so we can go to the bathrooms and get a few supplies. We load up for the 4 hour drive to the town of Massade. As we are leaving town we get a call we need to pick up Pastor YOYO. This took a little bit finding him due to some road construction and confusion. The ride was long. I think because we had been sleeping on and off in the planes.At one point we stopped to pee on the side of the road. We get to Massade and we are sitting around with Driver, Meray " head of our trip", Ceres " our interpreter" and then Johnny shows up.
Johnny was another of the towns people there in Massade he was a great help to Steven and I during the whole trip. Johnny came to make sure we had arrived. Jeremiah's family knew we would be coming and sent Johnny to see if we had arrived. We sent Johnny with a message to make sure Jeremiah's dad stayed home in the morning to go to court with us to do the necessary paperwork for Jeremie's adoption.
Steve and I then went to get ready for bed. The dogs barked most of the night. The first night there we heard singing down the streets at 2 am. Yes, we think it was a vodoo practice.I begged Steve to take me to the bathroom because I am a chicken. Things settled back down and we slept until 6am.
We then had a simple breakfast. Everyone got ready for the day and we walked to where Jeremiah's family lives. While we were walking it was serial to see people living in such horrible circumstances.Circumstances in which we would consider horrible.Some of the people don't know anything else. The little children and other would peek out of there homes when our parade went walking by. Some of the little kids were laughing and pointing saying blanco. Blanco meaning white or white people.
I looked around and saw the worst poverty ever. Kids running around naked because they don't have clothes. Elderly begging for food saying they were hungry. Houses that are like a dog house and don't keep out the rain. Shacks and I mean real shacks.My shed in the back yard would be considered good housing.
We arrive at the Bien Aime house and they pull out these plastic lawn chairs wipe them off. Then others bring chairs and we all sit on the porch. Meray starts off by saying why we are all there and asks Jeremiah's mom if she has anything to say to us. She said that she was blessed to have Jeremiah to go with us. How she wants him to know Jesus and not to forget them. Papa said the same. He also said he was grateful that we could take him and raise him because they couldn't. I told his mom that she was an incredible woman to give up her son for a better chance. It's the most sacrificial gift anyone could give is child.The emotions at this point were very overwhelming for me.The tears at this point kept coming. Weeks before I had gotten to Haiti I asked myself How can a mom give up her child? What would cause a mom to give up only one child? Why not the other two children? What kind of desperation would I be feeling? What are the circumstances? I would like to say that I have all the answers to these questions. What I did walk away with is seeing the desperation and poverty know one can describe. The commercials for the third world countries our real. Even worse than the pictures they show us.
The walk from Jeremie's house was sobering seeing people poking there heads out to look at us. Seeing the little ones with no shoes or clothes. A older woman pleading for food and dogs fighting over a bone in the dust.We continued on to Judge Pierre's house. This was a sight to see the Judge come out on his front porch and sit on his plastic chair with two wooden posts as arm rests. Judge then gave us instructions that we needed three town witnesses and to go over to the notary.Someone left and got more family as witnesses and all of us headed over to the notary. We all arrive over at the Notary's house. We all crammed into this 10 by 10 room around a table. Everything was explained to the notary papers were filled out and money and receipt's were made out. Then we went back to Judge Pierre's home to fill out papers for the adoption and sign our declarations.Come to find out that the day we decided to do the adoption it was a holiday in Haiti. The court reporter wrote everything out by hand it then was taken and officially typed old school. The Judge then had to travel to the next town over to file the papers in Hench. We would have to then pick the papers up the next day.
This process seems straight forward but we had a huge language barrier. Luckily we had wonderful people taking excellent care of us the whole way through.
The next day was a big travel day back to Port A Prince. We finished giving out all of the medicine,dolls and balls for the orphanages that evening. I felt very sad we ran out of time to go to the feeding center. I also was sad for all the need around me. This was the first time I understood why Jesus would leave the crowd and go by himself to pray. The feeling of overwhelming of inadequacy to help felt as big as the whole world.
The judge and Meray returned in the late afternoon while we were passing out gifts.There was a bit of confusion about picking up the papers from the Judge in Hench the next day.Everyone is wondering who was presented to the Judge in Hench to pick up the papers. Well this went on for a while until everyone got there wires uncrossed. Steve and I explained to the driver what was going on and he started laughing because he was the one present before the judge in Hench to pick up the papers knowing we couldn't go anywhere without the driver. This was comical in the end.
At some point Steve and I had a tour of Pastor YOYO's House. This was humbling knowing this man has pored his life out to the people and his house is in devastating condition. Steve and I think it would take about 17,000.00 to replace or fix it to a simple living condition. My thoughts are with this man and the wheels are turning on how we can help.
Travel day back to Port A Prince was an experience. We were getting ready to leave after breakfast/ mid day lunch when we hear this horrible screaming. Jeremiah had just got bit by one of the scavenger dogs. Luckily it didn't break the skin. We continued to load the truck with all of our luggage. I was then really surprised to see how many of us were traveling together in this one Ford Ranger type truck. We had the driver, Ceres,Steve, Meray,Jeremiah,and myself in the cab.In the back of the truck on top of all the luggage We had Jeremie's mom, dad, Jennica, Meray's employee.So a total of 10 in this truck down dirt roads to Port A Prince. The driving is very uncivilized. They drive very fast and who ever beeps the horn the loudest and longest gets the right away. I closed my eyes many of times praying we would make it.
We arrived in Port A Prince at the guest house. Jeremie's family stayed downstairs in the one bedroom with many beds. We were upstairs in a room with air conditioning. I had many feelings about being treated with better accommodations. I felt like it was unfair in some ways. Steve and I enjoyed learning Creole and playing with Jennica and Jeremie. I really enjoyed watching Jeremie's mom take care of him. The most special moments was watching her take him outside to the side of the house turn on the water and give him a bath. She would hum and give him instructions on washing. She gently would wash his face give him a kiss on the forehead and send him to me to dry off and get dressed.
The family dynamics were good. Kenchey was sick with a running nose and home with other family members. Dad was the disciplinarian and liked to play ball with Jeremy.Mom was a loving care taker with a beautiful smile. Jennica and Jeremie loved each other but liked to pick on each other a lot.
We spent three days together times seemed long and others seemed to fly by.Times at the house with nothing to do and not being able to go for walks about killed me. We were never to travel alone due to safety. The day we all left was the hardest day that needed to happen and I know that none of were prepared for it.
The day we all left Port A Prince. The morning was bright and sunny. We were called down to breakfast. The breakfast was a little bigger than normal.Jeremie's family and us all had breakfast together. The mood was good but the talking was at minimal. I think because we all knew what was in store for the day. They were leaving their middle child and we were leaving to the US. Jeremie's mom took the left over toast and put butter and peanut butter on the bread wrapped it up in napkins put it in a bag. The next thing I knew I heard the truck start. I asked the interpreter if they were leaving. The next thing I know is the scramble of everyone getting ready to send last gifts off and good byes the next thing I knew his family was in the truck taking off and the gate closed. Jeremie realized they left without him and this was it. He cried for about two hours and it killed my heart to hear his pain.The thought of this little one losing the only people he knows to perfect strangers. The pain I felt for his family losing a brother and a son for a greater cause or better life. I often ask how am I so privileged. The only thought I can come up with is when I have been given so much all I can do is be as generous and give back.
We have had an exciting time the past nine weeks with Jeremie. Samuel and Jeremie are now understanding each other and playing together. We moved all the rooms around and have everyone sleeping in there own space. May loves to play with Jeremie and spinning in the front yard is there favorite thing to do.He has experienced so much The zoo, bowling, the water park, Science museum,Capitol Building in Boise, Farmers Market, Shopping, and Best of all a Birthday that has never stopped. He has given us great joy and will continue to do so.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

More things to do this summer!

1. zoo
2. beach
3. art museums
4. science museum
5. history museum
6. bible school
7. swimming
8. crafts
9. sports
10. day camps
11. camping outside in the backyard
12. picnics
13. slip and slide
14. water guns
15. bubbles
16. baking cookies
17. picking your own apples, strawberries, etc.
18. circus
19. sidewalk chalk
20. water sprinklers
21. water balloons
22. make your own pizza day
23. make your own ice cream sundae
24. decorate your own cupcake/cookie
25. possible
26. smoothies
27. renting movies
28. the library - usually they have a fun summer reading program!
29. acting your own play
30. make believe pirate ship adventure
31. playing doctor
32. playing store
33. make their own band
34. outer space make believe adventure
35. duck duck goose
36. lemonade stand
37. amusement parks
38. go to the movies
39. playdates
40. sleepovers
41. jump rope
42. Mother May I
43. Red Light, Green Light
44. day at the park
45. bikes
46. skating
47. soccer
48. baseball
49. badminton
50. football
51. volleyball
52. ping pong
53. frisbee
54. horse shoes
55. fishing
56. board games
57. card games
58. charades
59. hula hoops
60. I spy with my little eye
61. start a collection
62. start a journal
63. create an obstacle course
64. read together
65. tent - nothing is more fun than putting a big blanket over chairs and playing tent
66. take a tour of a factory
67. tour a radio station
68. tour a restaurant
69. nature trails
70. canoeing
71. horseback riding
72. helping in the garden
73. bowling
74. a day at the races
75. flying a kit
76. tye dye t-shirts
77. paper airplanes
78. homemade playdough
79. finger painting
80. coloring books
81. puzzles
82. make a vacation memory book
83. write their own mini book

Saturday, June 19, 2010


Miracles- What is a miracle? Definition an event that is contrary to the established laws of nature and attributed to a supernatural cause or any amazing or wonderful event.

This past week I have experienced a few miracles. Many of you know that we are in the process of adopting a little boy from Haiti. We have been fund raising due to Steve's past two trips going to Haiti.We had a casino night and raised funds by auctioning of an airline ticket voucher.Over the coarse of two weeks we raised 2,000.00 for tickets. We then went to purchase the airline tickets and the price had gone up by 600.00. Our good friend Mike got on the line and worked some magic with Delta Airlines and some airline miles. We then had enough to purchase the tickets.

Five days before we go to leave we get an email from Pastor in Haiti letting us know that our costs for everything in Haiti is 1000.00. Well needless to say the only thing left to sell was our second car. Thanks to the great gift of Craigslist we posted the car. We sold it in one hour after posting it for $800.00. We also received some other donations.The whole ride has been great and exciting.

I definitely feel like this has been a test of faith for us. I wouldn't ask for a better lesson than the ones I have learned this past month.

I'm grateful to pastor Whitney and coordinating things there in Haiti. Three short days until we take off in the plane. Pinch me is this real. Yep it's real alright!
Miracles are real very real.

Speaking of miracles: There is an angel in my life right now. She lives with us. Laura has been a God send. She has helped us fund raise put a party together, cooked dinner,watched kids, donating her time and money to the cause of bringing Jeremiah home. I couldn't of done this without her.She is a part of our family and we are truly blessed to have her in our lives. Thank you is not enough!

Sunday, June 13, 2010


Today is a day of reflection: We have been working as a family to raise the funds for us to go to Haiti. The Casino night was a success. We have purchased some clothes for Jeremiah even though weren't to sure of his size. A friend has donated a toddler bed and scooter.We also have the car seat. The time is nearing for Steve and I to leave in 10 days to Haiti.

I can't explain all of the emotions I am feeling at the moment. The first emotion is sadness for the loss in Jeremiah's family not having him there any more.I can't imagine not having one of my children.I also feel the pain for his siblings. I then feel compassion for the situation the empathy.The love is just incredible to give up a child for a better life.The magnitude of the impact this will have on everyone will unfold in time. Love and my prayers have been highest and best good for all involved.

I relate this to having a garden and having a plant where it's not growing well. You think it's beautiful with it's light green color and it's soft pink delicate blossoms. The area where it's planted will be ok and will grow fine. The spot gets ok sun and gets enough water to keep it alive. You know that this small flower would grow and flourish in better circumstances. A protected spot with great sun and water. The plant would first have trauma from uprooting it. The flower may wilt a bit then after it settles into it's new spot it starts to flourish.
I hope to really think of everything to ask his mom and dad while we are out there.

I pray for wisdom beyond my eyes and preconditioning in our society. I pray for guidance and all things to fall into place.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

School being out Ideas to keep the kids busy!

Summer Ideas:
These are some ideas to keep the kids busy!
* Grow a Garden
* A Day at the Races (make up your own races!)
* A Walk in the Past
* Read a Book
* Go to a Rodeo
* Knot Tying
* Go Fishing
* Fly a Kite
* Go Camping
* Go on a Picnic
* Blow Bubbles
* Tye Dye
* Make a Paper Airplane
* Go on a Thrill Ride
* Do a Zoo
* Build a Sand castle
* Color Summer
* Learn to Play Guitar
* Make play dough.
Read a chapter book aloud to your kids.
Read a novel (something just for you!)
Go to an amusement park or local county/state fair and ride all the thrill rides!
Go fishing.
Make homemade ice cream in a Ziploc bag.
Sit outside and sip iced tea.
Make fresh lemonade.
Keeping kids brains working Check out these sites:
Or google: summer fun activities

Everyone have a great summer!

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Why adopt?

Many people have been asking me why adopt? I think this is a good question. I have been wanting more children for about 2 years now.The other children are getting older and I thought a lot about having more, but felt like I have been settling. Especially since I physically can't have more kids now. There is a lot of love and teaching I still can give.I knew the kids would love a younger sibling because they have asked us to have another baby over the years.

The opportunity just presented itself for Jeremiah. We weren't directly looking for it. I had always said that it would present it's self and I wouldn't go seeking it out.

Over the years we had an opportunity. One was with an older girl that was older than Samantha. The situation changed and her parents held on to her and made it work. She is a wonderful young lady. We still keep in contact with her today.

We don't think of adoption as a feel good thing to do. We are thinking of it as adding an addition to our family. A son and a brother for the kids.I'm looking forward to being his second mom to love and cherish him.Clean up the toys and fix his boo boo's. I don't think this will be the last one we adopt either. I think there is one more out there after this one. She will present herself also.

I am enjoying being at home with the kids and wouldn't change it. I know this is where I'm suppose to be.

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Comtemplation/Adopting Jeremiah

I'm sitting here in total contemplation. Have you ever made a decision? Maybe a decision that will not only affect you but all of those around you? This decision you have chosen is great idea to some and others are not big fans and try to persuade you other wise.

Then all those things start swimming in your head: am I doing the right thing? How will this effect the family dynamics? How will it effect my kids? How will others react?
I then come back to the thing that keeps bugging me is it faith or just plain stupidity? I know in my heart of hearts I'm supposed to exhaust the possibilities. Deeply I feel a call to see if this gift is right for us.

Your probably asking my gosh what decision is tormenting her.
Steve and I have decided to adopt this little cute boy in Haiti. Steve and I have wanted to adopt for awhile but we always said it would fall into our laps.The situation would just present itself.

Steve was on a mission trip in Haiti about three weeks ago.The minister there approached a few team members. Jeremiah is three and an American Citizen.His dad and mom want to send him to the US for a better life and to go to school here in the US. I think of this and it makes me cry thinking of the ultimate sacrifice of love.

Steve and I really aren't in the best situation or timing for another little one to come into our lives. Then I say when are you ever ready?
We have started major campaigning for funds for our tickets. We are due to go to Haiti in three weeks. Please keep us all in your prayers.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

The invitation by: Oriah Mountain Dreamer

Reading books is not an easy task for me. As I have gotten older though it has been a great excuse not to do anything and say I'm reading.Over the coarse of the past few years there have been several books that have made a lasting imprint on my life. This is one of them.

The Invitation by Oriah

It doesn’t interest me
what you do for a living.
I want to know
what you ache for
and if you dare to dream
of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me
how old you are.
I want to know
if you will risk
looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me
what planets are
squaring your moon...
I want to know
if you have touched
the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened
by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know
if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know
if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you
to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us
to be careful
to be realistic
to remember the limitations
of being human.

It doesn’t interest me
if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear
the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.

I want to know
if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,

It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live
or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me
who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me
where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know
what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know
if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like
the company you keep
in the empty moments.

By Oriah © Mountain Dreaming,
from the book The Invitation
published by HarperONE, San Francisco,
1999 All rights reserved

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Getting your work done

Do you ever feel that no matter how much you do it's never enough. I do. Maybe because I'm an over achiever or something. I have to make a list of the things that need to get done. A lot of times I check everything off so at the end of the day I'm not focused on what didn't get accomplished. I think I put a lot of pressure on myself. Today, I have to tell myself to enjoy life don't focus on all the stuff. Take a moment and do something for you. Stop doing the dishes.Ask someone else to do them. hehehehe

Monday, May 24, 2010

Toxic Home

I received an email that changed my mind in a lot of ways. This is one of the reasons I have started selling Melaleuca a more natural way to clean and be healthy.I thought I would share it with you.

Hello Sherri

Thought I'd send you an interesting article on the health and safety of our

by Dr. Joyce M. Woods

Begin by thinking of your home as a toxic waste dump. The average home today contains 62 toxic chemicals - more than a chemistry lab at the turn of the century. More than 72,000 synthetic chemicals have been produced since WWII. Less than 2% of synthetic chemicals have been tested for toxicity,mutagenic and carcinogenic effects, or birth defects. The majority of
chemicals have never been tested for long-term effects.

An EPA survey concluded that indoor air was 3 to 70 times more polluted thanoutdoor air.

Another EPA study stated that the toxic chemicals in household cleaners are
3 times more likely to cause cancer than outdoor air.

CMHC reports that houses today are so energy efficient that "out-gassing" of chemicals has no where to go, so it builds up inside the home.

We spend 90% of our time indoors, and 65% of that time at home. Moms,
infants and the elderly spend 90% of their time in the home.

National Cancer Association released results of a 15-year study concluding
that women who work in the home are at a 54% higher risk of developing
cancer than women who work outside the home.

Cancer rates have almost doubled since 1960.

Cancer is the Number ONE cause of death for children.

There has been a 26% increase in breast cancer since 1982. Breast cancer is
the Number ONE killer of women between the ages of 35 and 54. Primary
suspects are laundry detergents, household cleaners and pesticides.

There has been a call from the U.S./Canadian Commission to ban bleach in
North America. Bleach is being linked to the rising rates of breast cancer
in women, reproductive problems in men and learning and behavioral problems in children.

Chemicals get into our body through inhalation, ingestion and absorption. We breathe 10 to 20 thousand liters of air per day.

There are more than 3 million poisonings every year. Household cleaners are
the Number ONE cause of poisoning of children.

Since 1980, asthma has increased by 600%. The Canadian Lung Association and the Asthma Society of Canada identify common household cleaners and
cosmetics as triggers.

ADD/ADHD are epidemic in schools today. Behavioral problems have long been linked to exposure to toxic chemicals and molds.

Chemical and environmental sensitivities are known to cause all types of

Labeling laws do not protect the consumer - they protect big business. The
New York Poison Control Center reports that 85% of product warning labels
were either inadequate or incorrect for identifying a poison, and for first
aid instructions.

Formaldehyde, phenol, benzene, toluene, xylene are found in common household cleaners, cosmetics, beverages, fabrics and cigarette smoke. These chemicals are cancer causing and toxic to the immune system.

Chemicals are attracted to, and stored in fatty tissue. The brain is a prime
target for these destructive organics because of its high fat content and
very rich blood supply.

The National Institute of Occupational Safety and Health has found more than 2500 chemicals in cosmetics that are toxic, cause tumors, reproductive
complications, biological mutations and skin and eye irritations.

Fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue syndrome, arthritis, lupus, multiple
sclerosis, circulatory disorders, Alzheimer's, Parkinson's disease,
irritable bowel syndrome, depression, and hormonal problems are diseases
commonly related to chemical exposure.

Pesticides only have to include active ingredients on the labels, even
though the inert (inactive) ingredients may account for 99%, many of which
are toxic and poisons.

The New York Poison Control Center reports that 85% of product warning
labels are either inadequate or incorrect for identifying a poison and for
first aid instructions.

Formaldehyde, phenol, benzene, toluene and xylene are all found in common household cleaners, cosmetics, beverages, fabrics and cigarette smoke. These chemicals are known to be cancer causing and toxic to the immune and nervous systems.

Chemicals are attracted to, and stored in fatty tissue. The brain is a
prime target for these destructive organics because of its high fat content
and very rich blood supply.

The National Institute of Occupational Safety and Health has found more than 2,500 chemicals in cosmetics that are toxic, cause tumors, reproductive complications, biological mutations and skin and eye irritations.

Fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue syndrome, arthritis, lupus, multiple
sclerosis, circulatory disorders, Alzheimer's, Parkinson's disease,
irritable bowel syndrome, depression, and hormonal problem are diseases
commonly related to chemical exposure.

Pesticides only have to include active ingredient on the labels, even though
the inert (inactive) ingredients may account for 99%, many of which are
toxic and poisons.

There ARE solutions, alternatives and ways that we can make a difference.
The MOM Team is helping families every day to live healthy lives and it's
such a wonderful group to be a part of. If you have any questions don't
hesitate to let me know.

Make it a great day!



Today is sad as we had a family member pass last night. Steve's grandfather had passed away.Steve is trying to figure a way to get to CA. We are diligently working on the paperwork for Jeremiah talking with lawyers and getting things in the right order. The communication with the husband has been difficult,but we are making huge progress.This situation has been difficult as well as faith building. I feel like our family is like the weather wait five minutes and it will change. I am optimistic and maybe just a little crazy.Well I'm off to start my fund raising campaign.

Saturday, May 22, 2010


Chocolate: What kind do you like? Milk,Dark,Crunchy,Chunky,or Smooth?
I love it all. I really enjoy all kinds of chocolate but my favorite is dark chocolate.
I remember one night waking up to a horrifying call Steve, Sherri, I need some help!
At the time Steve's mom and grandma lived with us.
Grandma was getting frail in her age and had fallen a few times before.We quickly raced up the stairs to find grandma past out in her bed. We couldn't wake her and she had this stuff all over her. It looked like dried blood. Mom thought maybe the dog had gotten her.Steve and I looked a little closer and it was chocolate. She had been eating it and fallen asleep with it in her hand .The alarm for Steve's mom was awful thinking it was dried blood.If it was dried blood it looked like a horror film. Steve and I just laugh at the thought of grandma falling asleep with the chocolate in her hand and having all over everything. We took care of getting her all cleaned up and to the hospital because her oxygen was out of whack.The sight was funny and we still laugh today. Thank you Grandma May for continued laughter.


Boundaries: I love to push my boundaries! Don't you? Well, just recently with my children I felt like the kids were just not listening anymore. I had to take a look at myself and say why aren't they listening. I came up with the boundaries being a little grey instead of really clear. Mom's if your having a hard time with the children take a time out! Renew your self then take an assessment of your self. Get the lines clear and move forward. The whole world depends on you. It won't run with out you. (Laughing)

Motherhood has definitely been my greatest challenge and greatest joy.

Steve's trip to Haiti

Recently,Steve my husband has ventured on a few trips to help in Haiti. The first trip he went with about 23 other nurses and Dr.'s. They saw approximately 1056 patients and saved a few lives.The second trip he went on went to Masada Haiti. They built the boys dorm of an orphanage.
We have the opportunity to adopt a little boy who is a American citizen. The family has a father, mother, older sister who is 12, a three and a half year old who is able to be adopted,another little one is about one year. The mother and the twelve year old were in the US for the 12 yr old's cornea transplant. Mom delivered the 3 yr. old in Miami FL.
I have many thoughts running through my head in the situation. We have talked with immigration and the embassy.Everything looks good on our side as long as all the paperwork is filled out in Haiti properly. The lawyer on our side will be contacted on Monday.The opportunity to give someone a different life has excited our family. We also have gone through fear and many concerns.
I have many feelings such as why and how can a mom give up a child? How is the child and siblings going to feel? How will my own children feel with another one demanding my attention? How will we afford another one? I cried for two days thinking of giving up one of my children.
Then when it's really quite I ask my God what should we do? The answer I get is: LOVE just LOVE. I'm waiting anxiously to hear from correspondence from Haiti. Steve and I are getting prepared to do some major fund raising for our flights to Haiti. Please pray for clear lines to follow in this process.

Friday, May 21, 2010

The eye doctor

Today, I went to the eye Dr. Trust me it was quite uneventful, but it reminded me of the time Samuel told us all he needed glasses. We were at a middle school parent teachers conference when all the teachers were making comments that May was doing much better now that she could see the board. Samuel piped up and said, "well I can't see the board." "What?" The next week we were in to see the eye Dr. He received glasses also. Well, last week we go in and the eye Dr. asked Sam if he was having any trouble seeing. He said no,but the teachers are using fuzzy markers. Oh my! Well his new glasses came in today. Lesson of my story: get the kids eyes checked out at least once a year so they can see the fuzzy markers.