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Submit one of your own layouts for BEST JOURNALING. This layout must be created by you. This layout will be judged only on the journaling. Please provide both a jpg image and a link to where we can find this layout on the web. Please only submit ONE eligible layout.
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My Gallery http://www.baublesandbubbles.etsy.com (My Etsy) http://www.cafepress.com/baublesnbubbles (My New Cafe Press) Last edited by desi; 05-04-2007 at 09:24 PM. |
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Okay - here's my entry.
__________________![]() Journaling says, "What a shock. It was so devastating to hear that he would never be "normal". Two weeks of complete ignorance - just thinking he was little & needed to eat - completely unaware of what was hiding around the corner. I remember standing alone in that doctor's office as the doctor was finally able to examine him after the jaundice had cleared up. I watched him turn, lift, pull, move, poke, prod Henry all over & then just out of the blue said, "Has it crossed you mind that Henry has Down Syndrome?" Before it even registered, I said, "That's funny you should say that because I thought that in passing when I was looking at him one day, but that's all it was...just passing." That's all I remember. A dull roar started filling my ears & all of my insides started roiling. It slowly, very slowly, started creeping into my consciousness and everything around me started crumbling. I don't remember anything else that was said, just the voice inside trying to keep the tears at bay because I didn't want the doctor to think I was a bad mother for being sad about it. Then I had to go out & tell my mom who was with Steven in the waiting room. The noise she made will never leave me. It was raw & guttural - animal-like. A wounded moan. The weight of this was more than I could comprehend. It would be weeks before I understood. Weeks of testing, reading, researching, doctor's appointments and crushed dreams. Accepting that the dreams you've had for your child will never come true is gut-wrenching. Henry will never be president. Henry won't be a doctor. Henry may not go to college. Henry may never live on his own. Henry won't have children. Henry won't do a lot of things. That's hard to accept. The fact that he'll most likely need us to care for him for the rest of his life - that's hard. But I'm thankful. Thankful that he's with us. As hard as it's going to be, I wouldn't give him back. But it's going to be a rough road. Your existence has redefined true north for us. I guess it's our journey to find it again. With you as our compass." Last edited by butternugsquash; 05-04-2007 at 08:46 PM. Reason: Cuz maybe I oughta include, y'know, the JOURNALING. |
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I love the journaling on this LO... was hilarious
__________________![]() Journaling reads: Who said water can’t be HOT??? The mystery is solved ladies and gentleman. The reason for the un-air of the pilot of Aquaman after a very good feedback of the iTunes views has nothing to do with money as the network want us to believe, but a sex scandal. Apparently the yummy (and married) actor Justin Hartley is currently engage on a very physical relationship with a mysterious actress who was originally casted for the pilot. Pop weekly rescue some very incriminatory pictures of the illicit couple, even at the set of Smallville, where Justin was a guest actor on the rol of Green Arrow. Rumor has it that the actress is quite a doll… TROUBLEMAKER OUT ![]() |
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__________________ °•.♥.•°♫°•.♥.•°♫°•.♥.•°♫°•.♥.•°♫°•.♥.•°♫°•.♥.•°♫°• .♥.•°♫°•.♥.•°♫°•.♥.•° ~ My Facebook ~ My Kaboodle ~
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Notes from the side of a Volcano-my blog my Gallery My Designs at Designer Digitals My terms of use
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I want you to know
__________________![]() Journaling: My sweet baby Paxtin There is something I want you to know. I wanted a girl. There, I said it. I had just sold almost all the baby boy clothes in a garage sale. Daddy and I had started the adoption process to adopt a girl. I had started looking for pink dresses and shoes. When I found out I was pregnant, I had a feeling you were a boy and it didn't matter to me. I had a lot of people, even strangers saying to me "Trying once more for a girl?" or "I bet you were wanting a girl." There is something I want you to know. That is the farthest from the truth. Even though I wanted a girl and was getting ready for one, it didn't matter if you were a boy or a girl. I wanted a baby and a boy was just fine with me! I wanted to be pregnant, I wanted to give birth again. Daddy and I even talked about having a 4th baby, after the adoption. There is something I want you to know. You may have came 3rd rather than 4th, but you were loved even before you were formed in my womb. There is something I want you to know. You were always wanted and you are a dream come true. |
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