After much thought and discussion we decided not to go the route of the shelter without first talking it over with our vet. Yesterday our vet was going to explore the possibility of increasing the cat’s medicine dosage or seeing if we could switch to a different kind. I was agreeable to that until about 2:35 this morning when I was jolted out of a deep sleep on the couch. A deafening crash erupted just behind my head that surely took about 10 years off my life span. I quickly realized it was the cat who had just fallen over the balcony mid-seizure. She crashed into a glass shelf and bounced onto a crate of portable oxygen tanks before eventually coming to rest on the carpet. I thought for sure she was dead and couldn’t look. Without even thinking I began screaming for William whose heart probably came to a complete stop in that moment. This time he didn’t have the advantage of Nora in his arms to quickly ascertain that it wasn’t her I was screaming about. I didn’t have a second to think things over just having gone from a restful slumber to a state of sheer terror in a matter of 2 seconds. When it was all finally over, the cat seemed fine in that she was walking around and meowing–not limping, or dead. Patches is now sequestered to the basement safe from any drop offs. We’d just gotten finished saying that it’s only a matter of time before she falls off over the balcony or the landing and really gets hurt. Then here we have it less than 12 hours later.

The comments from yesterday suggesting euthanasia over the shelter really made so much sense. Even the kids, when asked, said they’d rather have Patches go to heaven than to a shelter. Obviously our hearts were in the right place – OF COURSE we’d love to find a good home for Patches, but realistically speaking that likelihood wasn’t very probable when there is an overabundance of healthy cats to choose from. This medication seems to have caused Patches to be very sensitive to sound. The slightest wrinkle of a bag or even a cough or a sneeze from one of us is enough to send her over the edge (I guess even literally speaking). A noisy shelter would not be a good environment for her. We feel like we’ve done all that we can within reason and it will break our hearts to say goodbye to her. I had a nice conversation with our vet this afternoon and she agrees that putting Patches to sleep would probably be the best thing to do in light of recent events. There is a 30% chance that any additional medications wouldn’t work either, and they would come with side effects. We are planning on bringing her in tomorrow. 😦 God gave her to us for a little while and with heavy hearts it’s time to lovingly hand her back to Him. We know we’ll see her again someday.

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Yesterday morning bright and early Nora had an appointment with the genetics department at Children’s Hospital. We were interested in pursuing further testing on her cells to determine the possibility of mosaic trisomy 18, meaning that not every cell in her body is affected by the triple chromosome.

She has a couple of characteristics (hair whorls, cafe au lait spot) that suggest mosaicism, in addition to the fact that she seems to be doing so well. Nora had to give a blood sample for the testing by means of a heel prick. Poor, poor baby girl did not appreciate this procedure in the very least and gave us an ear full! Despite her sadness about it, she was back to smiling and cooing 10 minutes later.

Before long we were back home with an urgent baff on order.

Despite the bruising on her sweet heel, she was as happy as can be!

The Son is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation. For in him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things have been created through him and for him.
(Colossians 1:15-16 NIV)

Will update tomorrow. Must sleep! Here is something sweet in the meantime:

Here are pictures today of a sweet, happy baby girl:

Morning smiles

Cuddles with Mommy

And lots of calls to make

Nora has been such a good little girl lately and really seems to have become comfortable in her own skin – if that makes any sense. She really is a happy baby who so obviously loves being loved. All you have to do is kiss her and she has a bunch of smiles for you. Now if only the cat were as happy as Nora. Patches hasn’t been doing so well with her seizures.

I was putting away laundry in Gavin’s room this afternoon while Nora napped. Suddenly my sense of smell was accosted by the distinct smell of cat pee. I began looking around for visual evidence of it and instead discovered a substantial burn mark in the carpet next to Gavin’s bed. My finger poked through the padding and to the wood. Wow! A couple weeks ago the cat had knocked everything off of Gavin’s night stand during one of her seizures. Trophies, alarm clock, and lava lamp… which had obviously sat smoldering on the carpet for God only knows how long. SOMEHOW our house did not burn to the ground!!!! Gavin had slept through the whole ordeal. I didn’t discover it until the next morning, but somehow missed the glaring burn mark on the carpet. The bulb was no longer lit when I picked everything up. Had to have been divine intervention there!!!

The cat pee ended up being all over Gavin’s bed spread. Patches is obviously losing bladder control during her seizures. The carpet is now ruined, and the fact that we’re not shacked up with relatives because our house burned to the ground is nothing short of a miracle! We’ve spent over $800 trying to figure out what is wrong with this cat with blood tests, urine cultures, etc., etc., etc. They can’t find a single outward reason for the seizures, and the medications are not working. We’re at our wits end with this cat, as if we don’t have enough going on. It is with heavy hearts that we’ve decided to bring her to the shelter with the hopes of finding a good home for her. We are giving orders that we would like to be contacted if they are unable to find her a home, or if her condition worsens, at which point we will determine what the next course of action will be.

I am sick to my stomach over this. We’re assuredly not the type of people to ditch an animal when things get tough. The people and animals we love are loved unconditionally. However, we’ve done everything we can within reason. Maybe there is someone out there who has the time and resources to devote to poor Patches to help her live a somewhat normal life. In addition to all of Nora’s medications I have to keep track of, I can’t justify chasing a pissed off cat around the house 4x a day for medicine time.

Please pray for this transition to go smoothly for all of us, especially for Patches and for Greta. Greta is understandably very upset. Patches was her birthday present last year as a precious tiny little kitten. Please pray that there is someone out there who has the love and time to devote to Patches and that their paths will cross.

😦

We got tired of laying around the living room on such a beautiful day. We took baffs, packed up and headed out for a scenic drive!

Ready to go, Mommy!

We even stopped for a little while at a beautiful secluded park along the river!

Nora seems to tolerate the car better and better with each trip. There were some minor fussing incidents, but nothing that warranted a pull over. She got herself sleepy and fights so hard to stay awake. She didn’t want to miss any of the pretty trees!

Once back home Nora stayed asleep for a long while and I worked on putting together her NURSERY! 🙂

The Lord  God made all kinds of trees grow out of the ground—trees that were pleasing to the eye and good for food.
(Genesis 2:9 NIV)

This morning I decided to get out in the car with Nora, even if it was just to drop a package off at the post office mailbox. Sometimes just getting out of the house for a change of scenery can make all the difference in the world. With the leaves changing the scenery around here is breathtaking. On my way back home I noticed my gas tank was a little low, so I extended our away time by stopping to get gas. Who ever thought filling the car up with gas would be something fun to do?? I entered my rewards card, entered my credit card, entered zip code, and selected gas type. Do I want a car wash? No. Do I want a receipt? No. “SEE CASHIER,” blinks up on the screen.  In exasperation I hung up the nozzle and proceeded to hastily re-enter all of the aforementioned information. I did NOT want to go inside to wait in line for 20 minutes while “everyone and their uncle” purchased hot dogs, cigarettes, singing Elvis clocks, and lotto tickets. “SEE CASHIER,” popped up again. I slammed the nozzle back onto the pump and quickly stormed inside. “Slow to anger. Slow to anger. Slow to anger. Slow to anger,” I repeated over and over again to myself. It wasn’t the cashier’s fault, no need to scream at her. The cashier reset the pump and suggested I try it again. I went back out and tried the whole thing again. It worked. “Amazing!” I muttered under my breath, “Had I known it was going to be so (dang) difficult I never would have stopped!!!” Just as the tank had filled up and I was about to set off on my merry way, a soft spoken girl came from around the back of my car. “Excuse me,” she said nervously,”I’m so sorry, I’m on my way to a doctor’s appointment and I don’t have enough money for gas…”

“Yes, I’ll help you,” I responded and reached into the car to get my purse. She was only asking for a couple of dollars, but a couple dollars might have gotten her to the other side of the parking lot. I had no cash on me anyway. I walked with her over to the next pump, swiped my credit card, and told her she could fill her tank up. As I stood there talking to her, she shared with me that she’s pregnant and that’s what the doctor’s visit was about. A beautiful blonde haired little girl smiled at me from the back seat. Her husband had lost his job a few months back and hasn’t been able to find work. On top of that her doctors are fearful that her baby might have something wrong. An extra chromosome, she explained. Tears welled up in my eyes as I realized EXACTLY why my credit card transaction hadn’t initiated a few moments ago. I told her about Nora and what a treasured gift she is. I told her how my faith in God is what has pulled me through all of this, no doubt He is there for her too. She said she knows that full well, but she’s very confused as to why God would add a complicated pregnancy to an already trying situation. “He didn’t cause this. These are the things that draw us closer to him,” I told her. The gas pump shut off indicating that her tank was full. “Thank you so much,” she said with tears in her eyes. I hugged her and promised I would be praying for her, her family and her precious unborn baby. I got back in the car and the tears just started streaming. God’s ways are really, really, really OBVIOUS sometimes!!!!!!!!!!!

As I started the car, “Fall Apart” by Josh Wilson started playing on the radio. The words to the song confirmed what I’d just told her:

Why in the world did I think I could
Only get to know you when my life was good
When everything just falls in place
The easiest thing is to give You praise

Now it all seems upside down

‘Cause my whole world is caving in
But I feel You now more than I did then How can I come to the end of me
And somehow still have all I need
God, I want to know You more
Maybe this is how it starts
I find You when I fall apart

Blessed are the ones who understand We’ve got nothing to bring but empty hands
Nothing to hide and nothing to prove Our heartbreak brings us back to You

And it all seems upside down

‘Cause my whole world is caving in
But I feel You now more than I did then How can I come to the end of me
And somehow still have all I need
God, I want to know You more
Maybe this is how it starts
I find You when I fall apart

I don’t know how long this will last
I’m praying for the pain to pass
But maybe this is the best thing that
Has ever happened to me

My whole world is caving in
But I feel You now more than I did then How can I come to the end of me
And somehow still have all I need
God, I want to know You more
Maybe this is how it starts
I find You when You will find me when
I fall apart

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She flashed her brights at me before turning onto the highway, each of us heading our separate ways. I’ll probably never see her again, but I love how God orchestrated our “chance” meeting. I was blessed by the opportunity to be God’s hands and feet.

Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.”
(Luke 6:38 NIV)

Pictures of Nora today:

I am so fiercely in love with this little girl, sometimes it almost physically hurts!! What in the world did we ever do without her!!??

Chilling out with Daddy in the early morning hours

I woke up to this sweet sight

Remember the American Girl doll shoes that Nora used to wear when she was first born?

She’s really come such a long way! It’s hard to imagine she was less than half her size now when we brought her home!

Truly my soul finds rest in God;
my salvation comes from him.
(Psalm 62:1 NIV)

I was intrigued by the poetic contrast of the past to the present as I drove past the vacant building that used to be my place of employment. The years seem to have passed by as quickly as my car traveled the block, the building becoming just a glimmer in my rearview mirror.

I loved that job. It’s hard to believe those days are over when there was a time that I imagined I’d be working there “forever”. I miss that time of my life. My heart ached as I passed by, remembering how I used to walk in that door each morning with my sweet bird Ava in her cage, not much of anything to worry about. I reflected on other aspects of my life, namely that as my role of a mother. I’ve heard it said more times than I can count, “Someday you’ll miss these days!” At which point I’d promptly roll my eyes. But it’s so true. Just in the course of a year (SIX MONTHS even!) so much changes. Nora has enabled me to reassess what really matters in life, to treasure each and every day and each precious moment at hand. All too quickly today will become a speck in the rearview mirror.

Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.
(James 4:14 NIV)

He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live.
(Ecclesiastes 3:11-12 NIV)

A special thank you to everyone who was a part of Team Nora today at the Walk for Kids, to benefit Cincinnati Children’s Hospital. You’re awesome!

Nora and I wish we could have been there, but we had lots of baffs to take! William and the big kids had a great time! Thank you, again!

Look who can roll to her side!! (That's how she rollz)

But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
(1 Corinthians 15:57 NIV)

Morning cuddler

I haven’t been on Facebook at all today. Nora had her 6 month appointment this afternoon to get caught up on her shots. We were thrilled to find that we now have a 10 lb. 1 oz. baby girl, which is a far cry from the 4 lb. 10 oz. little thing we brought home! The rest of the day was spent with her in the baffs and then I cuddled her while she slept for her afternoon nap.

I clicked on to Facebook this evening for a quick peek at things. There was a little boy who was mentioned on Nora’s page awhile back named Noah Alexander. I, along with many others, have been following his story and praying for him. I was absolutely broken-hearted to learn that he sprouted his little angel wings today. We just can’t figure these things out from our limited perspective and it hurts badly. I know that God is right there with Noah’s family holding them. I pray that they feel His presence and His Peace during this awful, difficult and unimaginable time. Please join me in praying for the Helton family as they embark on this difficult journey of healing.

And now this morning I just learned of Lane Goodwin’s passing. Please also pray for the Goodwin family in the same way — for comfort and peace as well as the promise of eternity where they will all be reunited again. No family should ever have to endure the loss of a precious child. My heart hurts for these families.

I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us.
(Romans 8:18 NIV)

I'm SIX MONTHS old already??

Yayyyyyyy!

It’s so hard to believe 6 months have gone by, but what an absolute joy. We celebrated Nora’a ½ birthday at Nana and Papa’s – and so we could pick up bins of baby girl clothes from Aunt Sarah. Seems as though the Little Miss has outgrown much of her clothes and needed the next size up! It was so nice to get out to one of our “safe places”.

3 ducks in the river

“The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face shine on you and be gracious to you; the Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace.” (Numbers 6:24-26 NIV)

Here is a video of a rambunctious baby who should have been sleeping a couple hours ago:

Nora finally sleeps now and I must too! Goodnight!