tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12602630737835225382024-03-13T02:58:54.696-04:00Sweet MercyThe Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-58667076207511020582013-10-16T14:23:00.001-04:002013-10-16T14:23:42.629-04:00One Month MilestoneOne of our long term goals was to get Amelia comfortably on her back. It doesn't sound like much, but for Amelia, it is a huge feat. The doctors thought this would be possible in several months, hopefully by her 6 month birthday. <div><br><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk5J2YpJooD0utTwExs5HbIN7sOK57uqqF5o-HHlpeldGM8zkp701jNckaVQ-KvNKJDSz2z5o58FUvOmvueKjnh6O2C1dHkMAoXyk4a-TH4Wk2SQNFBE0hvNeIJ5QNleKFI2XGgDVb39A/s640/blogger-image--817906874.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk5J2YpJooD0utTwExs5HbIN7sOK57uqqF5o-HHlpeldGM8zkp701jNckaVQ-KvNKJDSz2z5o58FUvOmvueKjnh6O2C1dHkMAoXyk4a-TH4Wk2SQNFBE0hvNeIJ5QNleKFI2XGgDVb39A/s640/blogger-image--817906874.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>She did it today, on her one month birthday. Amelia Jane is as happy as can be laying on her back looking up to the heavens for the first time.</div><div><br></div><div>Oh, my sweet, amazing, miracle baby girl, how far the Lord has brought us in one month.</div></div><div><br></div><div><i><br></i></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span id="en-NIV-29272" class="text Eph-3-20"><i>Now to him who is able<sup class="crossreference" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-29272A" title="See cross-reference A">A</a>)" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top; "></sup> to do </i><b><i>immeasurably</i></b><i> more than all we ask <sup class="crossreference" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-29272B" title="See cross-reference B">B</a>)" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top; "></sup>or imagine, according to his power <sup class="crossreference" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-29272C" title="See cross-reference C">C</a>)" style="font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top; "></sup>that is at work within us,</i></span><i> </i><span id="en-NIV-29273" class="text Eph-3-21" style="font-style: italic; ">to Him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen. Ephesians 3:20-21</span></span></div><div><br></div>The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-15096234957990070572013-10-13T21:29:00.002-04:002013-10-13T22:22:03.770-04:00We Are HomeOur miracle girl continues to amaze us all and on Thursday, we were discharged from the hospital! We are thrilled to be home and doing life with all four of our sweet girls.<br />
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I will admit, there were days early in this journey that I dreaded coming home. The day the NICU nurses broke both of her arms within 6 hours, I vowed to never leave the confines of the hospital. If they broke her twice in the safest part of one of the best children's hospitals in the world within a day, how could I ever take her home and live a normal life? I decided though my tears and heartbreak that day that we would just live in our little cubical of the NICU forever. We would have to change the curtains, obviously, but I would love her with my whole heart and take care of her from there during the day and let the night nurses take a shift while I slept a few hours each night.<br />
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We juggled our family between home and Levine Children's Hospital for 24 days, which seemed like a long time to us, but it is truly a miracle that it was only that long. Many, many families, spend much longer, with much worse outcomes there. Nate and I took turns between the hospital and home so we were each spending time with the big girls and our new tiny. We had incredible help from family and friends. Averie, Austin Kate and Atalie were amazingly resilient and understanding.<br />
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Eventually, it became overwhelmingly exhausting and I realized I was ready to move out of our NICU cubical and bring her home right around the same time the doctors were wrapping up all they needed to do with her in the hospital. All of her therapies can be done in home and her follow-ups can be done in office. God was preparing my heart for the transition of bringing her home. <br />
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Amelia is a very healthy baby except for her arthrogryposis and she did remarkably well recovering from her G-tube surgery. She is taking her day feeds about half by bottle and what she doesn't finish, we tube and then she is on continuous G-tube drip overnight. So once she had been cleared by the surgeon, and neonatologists, we scheduled all of her in-home therapies and her absurd amount of follow-up appointments with all of her specialists, we were discharged!<br />
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Honestly, it was very bittersweet when we pulled away from the hospital. I basically lived there for a month. In a way, I felt like I was on a mission trip there for almost 4 weeks since we were telling our story and sharing the Gospel with anyone that would listen. They gave my baby a future, they gave us hope. We made amazing friends there, that we will stay in touch with forever. I learned so much from the nurses, that I feel like I am halfway to my nursing degree! We were so excited to be bringing our Amelia home that we were giggling as we were walking in that morning, but I also cried as I hugged all of my nurse and doctor friends goodbye.<br />
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The hardest part of leaving was actually getting her in the car. Sweet Amelia Jane is so unique that she had to have a very special car bed made for her called the <a href="http://www.rehabmart.com/product/hope-car-bed-14221.html" target="_blank">Hope Car Bed</a>. The hospital staff worked tirelessly to have the cost of it covered completely by grants, praise the Lord! Even though it is the most custom made car bed on the market for special needs children, Amelia is so special that it still almost didn't work for her. It took 6 adults about an hour and lots of tears on her part and mine to figure out how to get her safely and comfortably in the car bed. Please pray that the car bed situation grows easier each time we travel.<br />
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Now we have started settling into life at home and it is wonderful. She has several in home therapies each week as well as many doctors appointments this week and in the coming weeks. Her sisters are totally in love with her and we are showering her with an abundance of love and snuggles which is the best medicine.<br />
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We are simply taking one day at a time, loving Amelia with our whole hearts, trusting God for her future, and thanking Him for trusting us with her.The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-13241694584500893582013-10-03T15:00:00.000-04:002013-10-03T19:32:46.693-04:00First Surgery Update<br>
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Amelia's surgery went very well today. She is currently back in NICU and already off of the ventilator. We will start her first feeds by g-tube later this evening. She also had to have another IV line put in today in her head, but no hair had to be shaved, so that is yet another praise!The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-36226460858008511452013-10-02T22:29:00.000-04:002013-10-03T14:50:05.839-04:00Amelia's First SurgeryAmelia's first surgery is scheduled for early tomorrow morning. I am not looking forward to sending my baby back into an operating room, but I know it will make her better.<br />
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Her little body is working so hard to get better and straighter that she is too exhausted to eat enough at feedings. Those sweet cheeks look chubby, but she is only 6lbs 3oz, still not back up to birth weight at 16 days and she needs lots of calories for her brave little body to do all we are asking it to do.<br />
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Please pray specifically for her positioning for surgery as they need to get her as close to on her back as possible to safely intubate her. Remember simply lifting her arm to take her temperature, broke it, so this is complicated.<br />
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Pray that the tube goes in well and that she transitions to her new way of getting nutrition easily so she can thrive and continue to amaze us.<br />
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As always, pray that God is glorified in this.<br />
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Today has been really hard as we listened to the possible complications. Tomorrow will be even harder.<br />
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She's God's first. I can't go in the operating room with her tomorrow, but He can and He will.The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-48414083156740024722013-10-01T22:16:00.003-04:002013-10-01T22:18:16.631-04:00Sharing it AllI'm sure you've noticed that we haven't posted a full body picture of our precious Amelia Jane publicly yet. We have shared these pictures with close friends and family and obviously those who have met her in person have seen all of her complexity.<br />
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I haven't been ready to share these pictures before now because I want to protect her. I want to protect her with everything in me from becoming a spectacle.<br />
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We knew before she was born that she would have many anomalies. We were called late Monday the 16th, and simply told that she had been born, was stable and they had taken her to x-ray. We had the most restless night of our lives until the next morning when we could finally meet her. No one prepared us for what we were about to see.<br />
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Before I became a mom 14 years ago, I wondered what emotions I would feel when I met my baby for the first time. I loved her from the moment I knew she was growing inside of me, but when the doctor placed a crying, red-headed Averie Elizabeth into my scared, unsure arms, instant, pure, unexpected, life changing love happened. It happened again with Austin Kathleen 3 years after that and with Atalie Layton 7 years after that.<br />
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The exact same instant, pure, unexpected, life changing love happened on Tuesday the 17th when I laid my eyes on Amelia Jane even though she did not grow inside my womb and even though she looked nothing like I expected.<br />
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I knew she would be beautiful. I knew I would love her. I did not expect her legs to be wrapped around the back of her body and touching her head. But she was still beautiful and I still loved her and I was still thrilled about the opportunity to raise her.<br />
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Her sisters and grandparents and aunts and uncles and our friends all wanted to see pictures.<br />
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So I sent them pictures of her precious and perfect face and gorgeous hair.<br />
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I sent them the pretty. I needed to process the rest.<br />
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The doctors had never seen anything like her. I couldn't fathom how her little body could even grow in the shape that was before my eyes. I was scared of what people would say about her, think about her. Would they love her like I love her?<br />
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One by one they started seeing her in person, grandparents, sisters, aunts, uncles, closest friends, and they each fell instantly in love with her too. They stood by her crib, took a moment to understand the complexity of her nature and adored her. I was both ashamed for doubting that they would do anything less and more assured of our future together in raising her with each visitor.<br />
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Our precious, brave, sweet, Amelia Jane has come so incredibly far since the day we met her two weeks ago. I have realized that by keeping these first pictures of her to ourselves we are keeping one of the most beautiful and most important parts of her story, the proof of God's healing power to ourselves. The power of prayer is real. You have earnestly prayed for her healing, so as hard as it is for me to post these, you deserve to see the proof of those prayers.<br />
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This is Amelia on 9/18 the day we arrived in Charlotte.</div>
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This is Amelia on 9/23 at one week old.</div>
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And this is Amelia yesterday, 9/30 at two weeks old. </div>
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God is good. So immeasurably good. At birth, I was convinced that they would have to remove her tiny legs from her body for her to grow. I didn't think she could be as straightened out at one year as she was at one week and at two weeks she is even more impressively straight.<br />
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Faith, Jaime. God hasn't brought us this far to leave us now.<br />
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The road ahead seems very long and narrow at times. <br />
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Then I look at that first picture. Faith.<br />
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He can do anything.<br />
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He may heal her completely. He has already done so much in two weeks. If he does, I will praise His Holy name. The doctors tell us there is no chance of that. They say she won't ever stand, walk or use her arms or hands. They also are shocked every time they pull back her blankets and see how far she has come from the day before, so I remind them who the Ultimate Healer is. We have shared the Gospel with more people in two weeks than we ever have in our whole lives and we are in ministry, so if the Lord needs to leave her broken for His Kingdom purpose, I will still praise His Holy name because I have seen what a magnificent testimony my tiny broken vessel is for Him.<br />
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Thank you for praying. Thank you for loving. Thank you for sharing this story for Christ's glory. God has orchestrated each detail of it so beautifully that even the parts that hurt are worth it. We are excited about how far He has brought us and excited about where He is taking us, wherever that may be. <br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i><b><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px;">For I know the plans</span><sup class="crossreference" style="background-color: white; font-size: 0.65em; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-19647A" title="See cross-reference A">A</a>)"></sup><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px;"> I have for you,” declares the </span><span class="small-caps" style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; font-variant: small-caps;">Lord</span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px;">, “plans to prosper</span><sup class="crossreference" style="background-color: white; font-size: 0.65em; vertical-align: top;" value="(<a href="#cen-NIV-19647B" title="See cross-reference B">B</a>)"></sup></b><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px;"><b> you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future</b>. Jeremiah 29:11</span></i></span>The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-43841708565662105742013-09-25T22:40:00.003-04:002013-09-26T10:49:48.654-04:00This is BetterYou have joined us from near and far on this journey to give Amelia the life she deserves and been faithful to pray and love us well, so I've wanted to update on how she is doing and how you can specifically pray for her, but there just hasn't been much new information.<br />
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It has been a slow process of the doctors getting to know her and figure out her extreme specialness and come up with a good plan. We are still waiting on some tests and evaluations but so far it seems to everyone like she has extreme Amyoplasia, the most common form of Arthogyposis<span style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="line-height: 19px;">. </span></span> As simply as I can explain her diagnosis and prognosis, her arms and legs have very little to no muscle in them at all so they have never moved in or outside the womb and as a result both arms and both legs are constricted and extremely displaced. The doctors do not believe that she will ever be able to move any of her four extremities but are hopeful that with extensive physical therapy and possible eventual surgery, that she will be able to comfortably sit in a wheelchair and enjoy a happy life. She is a perfectly healthy baby except for her 4 limbs and the doctors have no reason to think that will change. She is cognitively normal, her organs and stats are perfect, her 4 limbs are just very abnormal.<br />
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The scariest issue for us is her fragility. We were prepared to deal with her precious and unusual frame, but Friday we learned that she is also incredibly fragile when one of her baby arms was broken during a simple procedure to put a new IV in her arm and then her other arm was broken later that day by a nurse simply lifting her arm to take her temperature.<br />
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They are starting to talk about sending us home because she is so healthy and I am basically here 14 hours a day totally taking care of her without help from the nurses. So we are trying to prepare for life at home with a baby with limbs as fragile as glass, who can not wear clothes or be strapped into a traditional carseat because the bones in her arms and legs are the thickness of toothpicks and so deformed. It's honestly not as overwhelming as you would think. If you told me 3 weeks ago that this would be my life today, I would hyperventilate, but a funny thing happens when God holds you in the palm of His hand. When He calls you to it, He takes care of it. You know that peace that passes all understanding? It's a real thing.<br />
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Don't get me wrong. I've had some freak out moments. I'm human. I want to make sure that I am not going to ruin Averie, Austin Kate and Atalie's life. I want to make sure that Amelia isn't going to freeze to death since no one can tell me how to put clothes on her. I don't know how her car bed is going to fit into our car that wasn't even manufactured in this century. But those brief moments of fear pass when I think about the thousands of tiny miracles that have brought us to this place. God is in the details. He's already there. He's got it all worked out.<br />
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I prayed boldly before for her birth for her to be healed from all of the things that make her less than whole medically. I prayed that she would come out kicking and screaming, thrashing around with both arms and legs and that we would bring her home the next day. I promised that we would praise God's marvelous name for miraculous healing. But I knew in my heart of discernment that His healing wasn't coming. I knew in my soul that my Amelia was going to be more useful to God and His Kingdom like this, and I'm ok with that. It's a hard place to be as a Mommy, to say "OK God. I know she's yours first and you know what's best so if you need to leave my baby broken to use her and to use us, let's do it. You're just gonna have to carry me through it." <br />
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If God had healed her, like I begged Him to, we would have praised Him and brought her home and gone back to our easy lives.<br />
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But this is so much better.<br />
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Instead, she is our rubber cement to God for the rest of our lives! I will never, ever be able to get far from His mercy and grace and guidance because I can not get through a day or an hour without Him.<br />
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This hard stuff, this messy stuff, this scary stuff, it's good.<br />
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A lot of people don't understand it. Some people think we are crazy. A few people have said hurtful things. We are tired, my house is a mess, we don't know how we are going to pay for all of it and we don't know what the future holds. That's fine. We have an audience of One and He holds the future and we know we are doing what He has called us to do. We have shared Amelia's story, our story and most importantly the GOSPEL - because, please, I never want anyone to think this is about us or even really about Amelia, this is all about CHRIST - with more people over the last 2 weeks than we ever have. We will never know the number of people who have been brought to Jesus or closer to Jesus because of this amazing baby girl and God's sweet mercy and amazing grace until we get to heaven and Jesus shows us Himself. That makes falling into bed exhausted every night for the rest of my life and this hard stuff worth it.<br />
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As I look over into her crib at this little pink bundle of love that by the world's standards is broken, and I think about the journey to get her here, I know that she is beyond perfect. This is perfect. She is exactly what we needed. I think she is exactly what we all needed and God knew that. His ways are not our ways. They are SO much better.The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-32211207563120257872013-09-19T19:51:00.001-04:002013-09-19T22:33:40.017-04:00Welcome to the World Amelia<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit; line-height: 24px;">Thank you for the outpouring of love, prayers and support you have all shown us this week as we have become a family of six!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">She has changed our life in the most special way. None of us will ever be the same. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">She was born in Raleigh and on Wednesday they airlifted us by jet to Levine Children's Hospital because she is a medical marvel and they are better able to treat her here.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Before her birth, the ultrasounds led the doctors the think that Amelia may be missing part of one of her legs but she is much more special than that. She has the most unique bone structure the doctors at either hospital have ever seen. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The doctors are currently running every test imaginable to get to know her amazing little body well and determine the best way to treat her and give her the highest quality of life possible.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It has already been a beautiful journey. We have seen God's goodness, grace, mercy, and attention to detail every step of the way. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Our life is so different now. The things of this world are strangely dim compared to how they looked this time last week.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Some of my biggest dreams and greatest fears have become a reality all at once. We have opened our hearts and lives to a child who desperately needed a home and I know that the missing puzzle piece of our family is here, tucked into my heart. But I typed this with hands cracked dry from countless washings from scrubbing in to visit my baby with the scary sounding diagnosis in the NICU. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Amelia has multiple physical anomalies but when we look at her we see God's grace and her beautiful eyes and dimples. She will probably never walk or feed herself because of arthrogyposis and her other disabilities but in the 24 hours we have been at Levine, she has already come so far, that we are amazed. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">There is NO telling what God has planned for her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">If you told me one week ago that we would have a severely handicapped newborn daughter today, I don't know that I could have believed how happy and blessed it has made me. </span></div>
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We are tired and it has not been easy. Nate passed out a little bit when he first saw her and he has had to carry me out of the NICU in hysterics but this is our new life and God has given us exactly what we need exactly when we have needed it. We have never doubted for a second that this was the right thing to do or regretted doing it. She is our daughter and we are immeasurably thankful for the opportunity to love her. </div>
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Averie, Austin Kate and Atalie are doing marvelously well! They have gotten to meet her and are totally smitten. They think she is adorable and are planning a lifetime of sister adventures with her. We are thankful for Aunt Buttercup and Grammy and Granddaddy moving in and taking over the day to day life with them so we can spend a lot of time at the hospital with tiny Amelia until we get everything totally sorted out. It's such a blessing to all be in Charlotte together so we can see each other everyday.</div>
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The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-75489773761970667692013-09-16T09:14:00.002-04:002013-09-16T11:07:23.470-04:00We Love Because HE First Loved UsThis deserves a blog update and I expect there will be many more in the near future, because SWEET MERCY our life is about to change.<br />
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We started our adoption journey over a year ago with every intention of adopting a little boy from Ghana, Africa. We called him Moses even though we never were assigned a specific child. If I've learned anything in this life, it's don't tell God your plans. His ways are much better.<br />
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The path to our adoption was rocky and the doors to our African adoption were never fully open and eventually fully closed. Over the last few weeks and months we have been praying and seeking the Lord's will. We promised Him we would do anything He asked, we just needed clear direction.<br />
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We felt led to love and care for a special needs child. These children are the ones that are truly the most orphaned. They don't have dozens of families vying for them. They are often waiting for one family to love them just the way God created them.<br />
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On Wednesday we were asked to consider adopting an unborn baby girl with a host of unknown medical issues. On Friday we accepted. Today we meet the birth mom and she will be born via c-section tomorrow in Raleigh!<br />
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There is so much that we don't know about her condition, but the medical report from the two ultrasounds her birth mom has had during pregnancy are daunting. We know that she is missing part of her left leg and has some major spinal and hip issues. There could be any number of other health issues that are found at birth. Basically the doctors have told us that they will just have to assess her once she is born, but they expect three surgeries in her first year of life.<br />
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Wednesday, Thursday and Friday when we were praying through our decision, our specific prayer was for clear direction. We wanted to be the parents this baby needs if we committed, while still being able to be the parents that Averie, Austin Kate and Atalie deserve, and also still be able to do ministry well. If we weren't going to be able to do all of that then we wanted to be able to say no and know that it was the right answer. So we prayed, HARD.<br />
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Nate and I have said for three years that if the Lord was ever crazy enough to give us a fourth daughter, we would name her Amelia. Friday morning he and I were praying together and I suggested that we look up the meaning of Amelia.<br />
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In Greek, it means without limb.<br />
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Y'all. We picked that name out years ago! God has always known who my Amelia is!<br />
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While it is a little crazy for us to be finding out and getting a special needs baby all in a matter of days, God is NOT surprised! I can literally feel Him smiling down on us! Have you ever felt God smiling down on you? It's a pretty great feeling!<br />
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So, I am putting all of this out there to ask you to pray.<br />
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- Pray for our family as we transition into this new life. We know everything is about to change. We know it isn't going to be easy! But we will do anything that will bring God glory and we know this will bring Him glory.<br />
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- Pray for the birth mom that is about to give her baby up for adoption. She has selflessly carried this baby for 9 months and now is doing what she knows is best for her. Pray for her and her support system.<br />
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- Pray BOLDLY that our Amelia is born tomorrow much healthier than the doctors anticipate and we will give God all the praise and glory! But if she is not, she will still be perfect and we will still praise Him!<br />
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We love because HE first loved us. 1 John 4:19<br />
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Nate's twitter feed it <a href="https://twitter.com/#!/natebrown_" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
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Jaime's twitter feed is <a href="https://twitter.com/#!/jaimelbrown" target="_blank">here</a> and you can also get to it by clicking the green twitter box in the right column of the blog.<br />
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<br />The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-67708113141589357742012-03-30T17:23:00.002-04:002012-03-30T23:36:57.662-04:00InstaFridayI'm linking up my cell phone pictures from the week (and a few that are a little older since this is my first InstaFriday post) with <a href="http://liferearranged.com/" target="_blank">liferearranged</a>...<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">This little weekly blog party is great for me since I take A LOT of cell phone pictures and not nearly enough "real" pictures these days. Some of these have already been shared on facebook or twitter, but some haven't and I like knowing that they will all be archived here. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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"A certain sign of grace is this: from the broken earth,<br />
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This is one of our students, Cierra, reading Atalie her bedtime story. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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So that's kinda our week in pictures. I hope to share my cell phone pictures on here most Fridays for your viewing pleasure and to help me digitally archive them. Have a happy weekend!</div>The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-410326186617917632012-03-29T23:51:00.002-04:002012-03-29T23:51:00.431-04:002012 Soccer Season<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJJdvhepgwsb3kCJM-ZkoZiLwP78zjGVFpRP33cEV6iQoGZNmn3r0_qZljIB4ZvE6E2aWP4XZf4AAnDjQAhUSTarJGWwYuvi4Fe3Q6UzBbNfFexuaanyHeQvyqiMR3eArl2kPPYTnPigI/s1600/IMG_2236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJJdvhepgwsb3kCJM-ZkoZiLwP78zjGVFpRP33cEV6iQoGZNmn3r0_qZljIB4ZvE6E2aWP4XZf4AAnDjQAhUSTarJGWwYuvi4Fe3Q6UzBbNfFexuaanyHeQvyqiMR3eArl2kPPYTnPigI/s400/IMG_2236.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Our pretty, firstborn has started the 2012 soccer season, so we are spending lots of time down at the soccer field. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzSpd5lfmvg9mAiaVwayC0RYOLXsLilFBvvlm5MqLjE0BooFIcrImZUj-4kDSvVnumanuTnTq4e_siI39yY_gm5hXJWPu79IxBVfZfu0qe2zI_It4gyjNrU4yIoQM9ifri6wHSA5wJpUs/s1600/IMG_2221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzSpd5lfmvg9mAiaVwayC0RYOLXsLilFBvvlm5MqLjE0BooFIcrImZUj-4kDSvVnumanuTnTq4e_siI39yY_gm5hXJWPu79IxBVfZfu0qe2zI_It4gyjNrU4yIoQM9ifri6wHSA5wJpUs/s400/IMG_2221.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> The little sisters don't mind too much. Atalie says, "Soccer so fun!"</div>The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-33073698461135914372012-03-26T23:13:00.003-04:002012-03-27T23:51:50.492-04:00Our WeekendI must have thought to myself at least a dozen times this weekend, "I really love my life." No lie. I know that sounds sappy and whatnot, but it's the truth. It was just a really good weekend.<br />
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We had five girls spend the night with us, plus our three, which equaled lots of giggling and fun. Why did we have so many girls spend the night? Because we can and they are only little once. I just told Ave and AK that they could invite whomever they wanted to spend the night on Friday night. Austin Kate invited one of her best friends, and Ave invited 4 of her friends. Atalie thought they were all here to entertain her.<br />
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Saturday, we did service projects. We painted fingernails at a nearby nursing home, which was super fun. I was so proud of all the girls! They interacted with the ladies so sweetly. The residents loved our visit and we will defiantly go back soon. We did a few other projects and then everyone went home.<br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Sunday night, Nate and his team from the February trip to Kenya shared about their work there. He is sitting right beside me now, going through 2415 pictures, so hopefully he will share some of those and some more details of that trip on the Kenya page soon!</div>The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-41597444459943728922012-03-17T23:21:00.040-04:002012-03-26T23:56:29.837-04:00The Wizard of Oz<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7O1lCSd2BWOR2IDmqQDP0dZZX0S9gYbYNbN_hKOQ7k0i4xA_Omd5DBNfwjJGJipLVgtpc2Dk2xgwKDr5prYul6-Th5EqZtEtopYxBpbPGvrlVs7Kx_CbCxBlwWf6EN5DwrMSHN6_sWw/s1600/WizardofOz_Website2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW7O1lCSd2BWOR2IDmqQDP0dZZX0S9gYbYNbN_hKOQ7k0i4xA_Omd5DBNfwjJGJipLVgtpc2Dk2xgwKDr5prYul6-Th5EqZtEtopYxBpbPGvrlVs7Kx_CbCxBlwWf6EN5DwrMSHN6_sWw/s400/WizardofOz_Website2.jpg" width="258" /></a></div> Averie and Austin Kate were both part of the NCA production of Wizard of Oz this weekend. <br />
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The weather was beautiful and the crowds were manageable. We had a great time.<br />
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I posted a ton of pictures via Instagram on <a href="https://twitter.com/#%21/jaimelbrown" target="_blank">Twitter</a> while we were there and I've uploaded some of our many Disney pictures on Flickr... <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/78415097@N06/sets/72157629677067719/">Disney March 2012</a>.<br />
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</div></div>The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-59802959841494222492012-03-02T14:07:00.003-05:002012-03-07T09:14:59.533-05:00Disney!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHWUVgrtTK-_rgEo8IsNe61DAhK95UIIowMBflohyphenhyphentdssUXSaCmW006nyXuJX4afTScsgyXhz9lMrIBMRCN2TZ-bjHUjWM6z7MrEjvYha7e8v7tzh4G_t1zC2mFx252Pvog0HlI5MvAHc/s1600/550px-Cinderella_castle_day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHWUVgrtTK-_rgEo8IsNe61DAhK95UIIowMBflohyphenhyphentdssUXSaCmW006nyXuJX4afTScsgyXhz9lMrIBMRCN2TZ-bjHUjWM6z7MrEjvYha7e8v7tzh4G_t1zC2mFx252Pvog0HlI5MvAHc/s400/550px-Cinderella_castle_day.jpg" width="366" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We are currently fulfilling the girls' Christmas present and are enjoying a fabulous family vacation at Disney World! I won't be posting on here about our trip until we return home, but you can keep up with our fun by clicking the green twitter button to the right. You should be able to see the pictures (or links to the pictures) even if you don't have a twitter account. </div>The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-62149195498252421762012-02-22T09:15:00.005-05:002012-02-22T10:50:39.402-05:00Bitty Picasso<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfeE-0FwcKNp3fNKCBdNNHIw8_wwdQfdOsP23qdUd1VrutPGvmL8ptUu-zhy4vENXDmBC2341gZLjeI1lImsSnSpwWyeUMVpMjIYzCJbnOXzAQrmFEKfcA59y0A1hPX0f8Mvoa9p2Iq24/s1600/IMG_6400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="425" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfeE-0FwcKNp3fNKCBdNNHIw8_wwdQfdOsP23qdUd1VrutPGvmL8ptUu-zhy4vENXDmBC2341gZLjeI1lImsSnSpwWyeUMVpMjIYzCJbnOXzAQrmFEKfcA59y0A1hPX0f8Mvoa9p2Iq24/s640/IMG_6400.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I needed a piece of art for our mudroom, and I knew just the gal I wanted to commission... my own Bitty Picasso, who is all about some art these days. First, I prepped a large canvas that I got for 50% off at Hobby Lobby (about $8) by painting the whole thing a solid color.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT07LcCniacigNkNBB7bJXv3JSi6hYtorqdcQTntsRz_vy5WrAvP2EK3GdVTNLZY5p7jt0cAgLTfglgb6_gzv84qgYtmBiWk1zfVAOFCWu4uOj8b9fD1WQmCXZmE8q7hILz7AOHRFzU3M/s1600/IMG_6406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="425" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT07LcCniacigNkNBB7bJXv3JSi6hYtorqdcQTntsRz_vy5WrAvP2EK3GdVTNLZY5p7jt0cAgLTfglgb6_gzv84qgYtmBiWk1zfVAOFCWu4uOj8b9fD1WQmCXZmE8q7hILz7AOHRFzU3M/s640/IMG_6406.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Next, I let Miss Bitty know that she was going to paint, so she stripped down to her diaper. Seriously, I have her conditioned to get naked when a mess is involved. At what age do I have to stop this? Kindergarten? She did insist on leaving on her pearls and putting in a bow. I'm not kidding. She insisted.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuE1-VrTXyweKIC1b5pFbNhSNlnKKWImoW1xxDSyHO8SBzKFqXmuXX6wShO8NUunEJQMQFWQKM-nnan0FnjqDM1z0mFOvN3U61gNqKIRThnkQiadOIEZ7ehzFXG2C7SnB8wGZuohUgHI0/s1600/IMG_6411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="425" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuE1-VrTXyweKIC1b5pFbNhSNlnKKWImoW1xxDSyHO8SBzKFqXmuXX6wShO8NUunEJQMQFWQKM-nnan0FnjqDM1z0mFOvN3U61gNqKIRThnkQiadOIEZ7ehzFXG2C7SnB8wGZuohUgHI0/s640/IMG_6411.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> We started with pink. The girl would paint the world pink if she could. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsp03oqurdqAT88nOyctBsg1BSv5idN3O9uq-ZQRuWx_v_V5cSLp76pDnvMtoxUHQGB-06pChQoMoRWIrW2E9YsqtOU8PyCUlN_ID0pGxTf_Ya-COo5raFzRRsGR1RU_BwqXW0BUlP9VQ/s1600/IMG_6417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsp03oqurdqAT88nOyctBsg1BSv5idN3O9uq-ZQRuWx_v_V5cSLp76pDnvMtoxUHQGB-06pChQoMoRWIrW2E9YsqtOU8PyCUlN_ID0pGxTf_Ya-COo5raFzRRsGR1RU_BwqXW0BUlP9VQ/s640/IMG_6417.JPG" width="426" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> The beginning of a masterpiece. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXgR0D804de2XzE1M4-avx8qH29aeQbTDpOMDCZPTTSiAj7O0af2msoCz72JxgSDAKViqre-QqshTKdKy_tNjb9hJg4Ly0jnRnobkv6ORuLbn9njUvERBZHP2cXAhWQn-HFIZO8L5Dvbw/s1600/IMG_6420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXgR0D804de2XzE1M4-avx8qH29aeQbTDpOMDCZPTTSiAj7O0af2msoCz72JxgSDAKViqre-QqshTKdKy_tNjb9hJg4Ly0jnRnobkv6ORuLbn9njUvERBZHP2cXAhWQn-HFIZO8L5Dvbw/s640/IMG_6420.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Blues were next. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4IEFtBiihZF934jmaLbivy95clFKIqmaYMBTjnaAEH-MMKG85sYQJz1FU4U4bvBl8uQLG2BxyFzZNGZ-JhgO7dXtMtEenRjGUgYdqhOW6PmlGvWHA6nH6eUICwJp7QCBR1C1s4SO_Qog/s1600/IMG_6426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4IEFtBiihZF934jmaLbivy95clFKIqmaYMBTjnaAEH-MMKG85sYQJz1FU4U4bvBl8uQLG2BxyFzZNGZ-JhgO7dXtMtEenRjGUgYdqhOW6PmlGvWHA6nH6eUICwJp7QCBR1C1s4SO_Qog/s640/IMG_6426.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> She asked, "Use hands please?"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyO1ijyl67Kz2W1g4fQrSNBGdH0yVm5NV46rcj30GxhtoVB2UxybchwI_0DQVmIpRXfkVn70ySs3LIHjfFYKBsMZwsqQg-5Q5MAc1n9Gxu0gkvpdOe3C2nQR2FbJP3n5XAbI1T1d-3SNc/s1600/IMG_6430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyO1ijyl67Kz2W1g4fQrSNBGdH0yVm5NV46rcj30GxhtoVB2UxybchwI_0DQVmIpRXfkVn70ySs3LIHjfFYKBsMZwsqQg-5Q5MAc1n9Gxu0gkvpdOe3C2nQR2FbJP3n5XAbI1T1d-3SNc/s640/IMG_6430.JPG" width="426" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Then some yellow. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">When painting for display (rather than just fun) with a toddler, my tips are:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">- Prep the canvas with a solid color.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">- Use a different plate and brush for each color to minimize colors mixing and everything becoming a yucky brown.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">- Turn the canvas several times so the child can reach all the sides and cover most of the canvas.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">- Add the child's handprint somewhere in the art, you will be glad you did when those little hands are much bigger. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">- Seal and protect the finished canvas with a clear gloss spray like <a href="http://www.joann.com/krylon-low-odor-clear-spray-finish-gloss-or-matte/prd11205/" target="_blank">this</a>. </div>The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-40696265767941785912012-02-21T09:02:00.002-05:002012-02-22T09:21:20.166-05:00Orthodontics and Sushi<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSMUbOvOSLZNYBgzAAjB3sAY_aBtypPHII0Haezy4687NdGcN1ydevuzpo_IN26XDj_n_un7IAh2egp899RamJ4ZVf-ajryaTDWwmXIhfo597-Mxj4DO3wME3MjmXKqR0FKC6MNfjqeiY/s1600/IMG_1468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSMUbOvOSLZNYBgzAAjB3sAY_aBtypPHII0Haezy4687NdGcN1ydevuzpo_IN26XDj_n_un7IAh2egp899RamJ4ZVf-ajryaTDWwmXIhfo597-Mxj4DO3wME3MjmXKqR0FKC6MNfjqeiY/s640/IMG_1468.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>Averie started her orthodontic treatment late last year using <a href="http://www.invisalign.com/Invisalign-For-Adults-And-Teens/Pages/Teens.aspx" target="_blank">Invisalign</a>. We are very happy with the product so far, and are seeing very timely results without a lot of the issues braces require. She had an orthodontist appointment yesterday. We both actually look forward to her appointments because they give us a reason to hang out, just the two of us, for awhile. The ride there and back gives us a gives us a chance to talk about all things middle school without any little sister ears listening. Above was my attempt to get a picture of her in the waiting room. We got a little tickled. <br />
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And, we always try to schedule her appointments around lunch because there is a great sushi place nearby! I look forward to my already beautiful girl having a perfect smile and more orthodontist dates with my buddy.The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-28216791064651054532012-02-19T10:53:00.007-05:002012-02-22T09:16:18.339-05:00Happy Birthday Atalie!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7VMiwNqDMVgcY87CndzO-8-mTxo32GzP6uNzPCOYY54aXQ3KssMpLIdYB36JmjDd_IVgAbEAKQbq2jut7aRPope5jb5A_UO4RiUIwiWqqmelCh1A1ubfr7i-wb_ZVj_yxaoNz6hE7xSs/s1600/Atalie+2years+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7VMiwNqDMVgcY87CndzO-8-mTxo32GzP6uNzPCOYY54aXQ3KssMpLIdYB36JmjDd_IVgAbEAKQbq2jut7aRPope5jb5A_UO4RiUIwiWqqmelCh1A1ubfr7i-wb_ZVj_yxaoNz6hE7xSs/s640/Atalie+2years+1.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I am not a Mommy that gets sad as my babies grow. I am thrilled and blessed beyond measure to have three happy, healthy, growing girls. I just can not believe that our Bitty girl is 2.</div><div><br />
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</div>Her birth was honestly one of the most woshipful experiences of my life. Our struggle to get pregnant with her, the totally unexpected surprise of my pregnancy, her ideal birth and our whole family's immediate adoration of her taught me more about Christ and His love for us than I will ever be able to express in words. <br />
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God gives us exactly what we need, exactly when we need it. <br />
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I held her on Saturday night and rocked her for her last full hour of being one year old. When the clock struck midnight and my baby was two, I cried and cried until my cries became sobs. They were nothing but happy tears. I still can't believe I have her. <br />
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It may sound strange that this child means so much to me when I already had two wonderfully precious girls before her. It's not about Atalie though. I love all three of my girls exactly the same. My worship surrounding our gift in Atalie isn't about her, its about God. It's about what I came through to get her, what we as a family came through to get her. Psalm 27:4 says, "Delight yourself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart." Once I found my delights and total identity in the Lord, He gave me the exact desires of my heart. Desires I didn't even know, because He knows me even better than I know myself. When I look at our family now, my heart is so full it almost hurts. That doesn't mean that our family is complete, or anywhere close to perfect, it just means that God has brought us a long way and I am immeasurably thankful.<br />
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I don't feel like I am doing a very good job explaining this.. I simply can't put it into words, but that's ok, because God gets it, and He is my one true audience. Just know that each of our children is a mighty blessing to us and God is abundantly good to us.<br />
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I will forever be in awe of His faith in us to give us three little girls to raise to know and love Him.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Atalie, God was showing off when He made you. Happy Birthday, baby girl.</div>The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-88913668405655866982012-02-18T10:23:00.012-05:002012-02-22T09:16:37.040-05:00Atalie's 2nd Birthday Party<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvM4E3ACJZoGJlRjJctDH3tko0E-4aGVNaanJFOQ8Sc0qBalgVgxU-F9eKQpEvCFRRfBoQvF_6MtZQdS9Kmno2GbjFX2iFAPY6Z2QtzrA-qFkuwa-5UiRNrM9ijQARViMQYXlXsy-cnGU/s1600/IMG_6487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvM4E3ACJZoGJlRjJctDH3tko0E-4aGVNaanJFOQ8Sc0qBalgVgxU-F9eKQpEvCFRRfBoQvF_6MtZQdS9Kmno2GbjFX2iFAPY6Z2QtzrA-qFkuwa-5UiRNrM9ijQARViMQYXlXsy-cnGU/s640/IMG_6487.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> We had Atalie's 2nd Birthday Party today.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">**My sweet friend, <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/WE-Create/175888369089287" target="_blank">Shannon</a>, made Atalie's outfit and I had already bought the fabric to make the bunting and the large 2. I thought it was so sweet that it was the exact same fabric! God is in the details.</span></div>The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-905519880477411122012-02-17T21:43:00.000-05:002012-02-20T09:55:06.152-05:00Discovery Place Field Trip<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlmg80WdVtIeIn9tnmGSpTC8Aze1fODKwUd0BBfQSJl0WB8uxAKK9g_WVpgof8vpN_4LP4ztIyFF3jBs3Y6fRs9jkyRO6BDfxYQvUL8ibvrSqePR60YJsE6DuZFFUCHz5j8POIX_rJZVA/s1600/Discovery+Place+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlmg80WdVtIeIn9tnmGSpTC8Aze1fODKwUd0BBfQSJl0WB8uxAKK9g_WVpgof8vpN_4LP4ztIyFF3jBs3Y6fRs9jkyRO6BDfxYQvUL8ibvrSqePR60YJsE6DuZFFUCHz5j8POIX_rJZVA/s640/Discovery+Place+collage.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I was privileged to spend the day with Austin Kate and her 3rd grade class on a field trip to <a href="http://www.discoveryplace.org/" target="_blank">Discovery Place</a> today. They were all precious and we had a great day together at the museum. </div>The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-59922106275419215042012-02-13T23:29:00.003-05:002012-02-22T09:16:52.457-05:00Kenya<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhftOH6-cgZEHPylpl4TDAHUZ6ApeAEtjNWYfQLpUlyN2LwnALP7SXSXVKPahiqDTQveZQfVi3nTTEEdokcdphFWDTS7172OP6hhW5L5S5kEiWvcsULBaRD0g4jEq3k5U4pMwTaw5VUR_4/s1600/Nate+Kenya.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhftOH6-cgZEHPylpl4TDAHUZ6ApeAEtjNWYfQLpUlyN2LwnALP7SXSXVKPahiqDTQveZQfVi3nTTEEdokcdphFWDTS7172OP6hhW5L5S5kEiWvcsULBaRD0g4jEq3k5U4pMwTaw5VUR_4/s640/Nate+Kenya.jpg" width="426" /></a></div>Nate spent the first two weeks on February in Kenya working with some other men from Northside on the foundation of school, church and orphanage project. We are both going back in July to continue work there. You can read all about it on our new Kenya page at the top. We are beyond excited about these opportunities to make Christ famous in this remote African town!The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-64110613015344981362012-02-11T22:07:00.001-05:002012-02-22T09:17:19.227-05:00PreValentines Trip to SC<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLvGCQA0KO7zKbxJqaUL8c-Cht1wc-egdlzb6vR9KRhEcqAeXmTTKCLoMV6N5qr7iS7jfgJoaq3YTbOenvz8rquD2FOrCgZqJe3oJqKstqsvBQ4eW9hA_vKMYNVizQKwMI2Xon3D8okiA/s1600/get-attachmentsbrm.aspx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLvGCQA0KO7zKbxJqaUL8c-Cht1wc-egdlzb6vR9KRhEcqAeXmTTKCLoMV6N5qr7iS7jfgJoaq3YTbOenvz8rquD2FOrCgZqJe3oJqKstqsvBQ4eW9hA_vKMYNVizQKwMI2Xon3D8okiA/s640/get-attachmentsbrm.aspx.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">The girls and I made a quick 24 hour trip to SC this weekend </div><div style="text-align: center;">so they could work on their Valentines in Grammy's ridiculously swell craft room. </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYWw0W4_8Z8DVI344GwZu-VUuZQ_RXmpbarkqpSPwYPpQb0KYka6nGt6UaQjRx4G523Qt01HC6e27NRhF8AQyTqgz6_r-ha82PPJVylS0OcXEz9kQvGEbRp9VjBIQq_pV8Oos47NWX0yQ/s1600/get-attachment.aspx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYWw0W4_8Z8DVI344GwZu-VUuZQ_RXmpbarkqpSPwYPpQb0KYka6nGt6UaQjRx4G523Qt01HC6e27NRhF8AQyTqgz6_r-ha82PPJVylS0OcXEz9kQvGEbRp9VjBIQq_pV8Oos47NWX0yQ/s400/get-attachment.aspx.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">And so we could celebrate this pretty little lady's 10th birthday with her. This is my niece, Savannah Beth. She was born on Valentine's Day a whole decade ago. We enjoyed partying with her at Yogurt Mountain. Happy early Birthday SavyGirl! Gigi loves you!</div>The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-68736867554964516052012-02-09T00:51:00.002-05:002012-02-22T09:17:31.041-05:00Friendship Bracelet Making Supplies<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYM8kDZun82EIkEFrApwDTuUpgRMrzajM9keJyqEKtdbBWJCiiUbYlN2kBz8D13tcJOPIjaxPMUysXcIQrytUdln1VEfW7bZNbRTtpQq3HWDO2p6vnHaJhJMS0t6UD5KnGt_NS4gk-6gI/s1600/IMG_1301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYM8kDZun82EIkEFrApwDTuUpgRMrzajM9keJyqEKtdbBWJCiiUbYlN2kBz8D13tcJOPIjaxPMUysXcIQrytUdln1VEfW7bZNbRTtpQq3HWDO2p6vnHaJhJMS0t6UD5KnGt_NS4gk-6gI/s640/IMG_1301.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">AK and I had a quick little outing together today after school. </div><div style="text-align: center;">She had birthday money to spend and needed "friendship bracelet making supplies". </div><div style="text-align: center;">There were also milkshakes. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHiZTyTYJqMDLt3l7j82EWkAZ-EDpCK35yCXTbeldJHjse6PYNskxhU4y-FdiNk-t8mAyD0rHuhmuvIngpKeefqouZCZsxLy2Bm4Av8Z4_Hl0qDsxF5GQ8kGO8CF4U3yqwfFPeglSFyuA/s1600/IMG_1290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHiZTyTYJqMDLt3l7j82EWkAZ-EDpCK35yCXTbeldJHjse6PYNskxhU4y-FdiNk-t8mAyD0rHuhmuvIngpKeefqouZCZsxLy2Bm4Av8Z4_Hl0qDsxF5GQ8kGO8CF4U3yqwfFPeglSFyuA/s640/IMG_1290.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-64234802638841758962012-02-03T00:50:00.004-05:002012-02-22T09:17:44.337-05:00A Story About Ernie and Elmo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here's a story about Ata, Ernie and Elmo, told in <a href="http://instagr.am/" target="_blank">Instagram</a> photos, because, let's face it, I never take the time to use my real camera anymore. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYkJtdzMZ-K6sUMDFSAxrlHwJPTApDasEJJ6ysBeQ-Llm4KS_BhrrzvcnUharwQLx0mFvrdtkxRJsyvpr9f-PGPZ7Ax3H7GAcq4LxP2rjmHoFuN7bdC_C8LrJ-Pn4HqW4P3dZoc5XpFzU/s1600/IMG_1192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYkJtdzMZ-K6sUMDFSAxrlHwJPTApDasEJJ6ysBeQ-Llm4KS_BhrrzvcnUharwQLx0mFvrdtkxRJsyvpr9f-PGPZ7Ax3H7GAcq4LxP2rjmHoFuN7bdC_C8LrJ-Pn4HqW4P3dZoc5XpFzU/s640/IMG_1192.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ata went thrifting with Mommy and was delighted to find both an Ernie and Elmo! <br />
She gleefully proclaimed "MINE" when she saw them, tucked them under arms and ran to the counter to check out. </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2e2aUv0l6KeuTFk9LztWovtow8wRBD99N4HYnXLv-wFUsIeipbmLZfLU5Vjq8qFGNy-RT6R28RUNkzGp09kD-etRDjSx7fVgUxwbRPOfJzeUON-FgkPCkql3xkBp4lK74k2yT5I-ypks/s1600/IMG_1198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2e2aUv0l6KeuTFk9LztWovtow8wRBD99N4HYnXLv-wFUsIeipbmLZfLU5Vjq8qFGNy-RT6R28RUNkzGp09kD-etRDjSx7fVgUxwbRPOfJzeUON-FgkPCkql3xkBp4lK74k2yT5I-ypks/s640/IMG_1198.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Once Mommy and Atalie got them home, Ernie and Elmo had to take a bath. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The End. </div>The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1260263073783522538.post-1959973342072769312012-01-28T00:03:00.003-05:002012-02-22T09:18:05.519-05:00Daddy Daughter Dates<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love that Nate dates our daughters. He took each of us out individually this week. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf6VkA4IijNd4j9KrUBEnQOmGQY3aPpDKWEo8q0EFfuv2aLHEVFt_qrreeckjYsjzds9JlqnVxITizbVP91sVoaXu66vJy9f9tGdjlm8mNGdtKilFzbm7jOFxqT7piM_N1aOpkxL6DrkM/s1600/IMG_1309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf6VkA4IijNd4j9KrUBEnQOmGQY3aPpDKWEo8q0EFfuv2aLHEVFt_qrreeckjYsjzds9JlqnVxITizbVP91sVoaXu66vJy9f9tGdjlm8mNGdtKilFzbm7jOFxqT7piM_N1aOpkxL6DrkM/s400/IMG_1309.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">He and Austin Kate enjoyed Ruth's Chris for <a href="http://www.charlotterestaurantweek.com/" target="_blank">Restaurant Week</a>. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicw_Os8t-Mx5v7GXNLusc2OnQVj6DiLv45NnF5D6k10ELktRepqd_J_k3aiZJ8tLJnTaQN-NWTLrsCkpM_kuhcNpIXvtQZIiT4qQMclWQZEzuq0IJPlNQUxAmI2Gg1QKbwHTaVFEpk9gU/s1600/IMG_1310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicw_Os8t-Mx5v7GXNLusc2OnQVj6DiLv45NnF5D6k10ELktRepqd_J_k3aiZJ8tLJnTaQN-NWTLrsCkpM_kuhcNpIXvtQZIiT4qQMclWQZEzuq0IJPlNQUxAmI2Gg1QKbwHTaVFEpk9gU/s400/IMG_1310.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*All pictures are cell phone pictures. I'm getting pretty slack with the real camera!*</div>The Brownshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07570496906775959810noreply@blogger.com0