The Daily Hailey

Earlier this morning, I was texting with my sister and she asked what our plans for today were.

I listed off all of the beautiful people we were going to see today, and she said “It sounds like a day full of love.”

And boy was she ever right.

Of course I missed one of our guests, who came with out foster bestie, and ended up doing our dishes and digging some lunch out for everyone while we had coffee and visited with one of our other guests 💜 which was such a gift to us.

We prayed, spoke honestly, and spent quality time with some of our favorite people.

Got in a few laughs. Only a few though 😜

And made the most of our day. It was SUCH a peaceful day. Full of love is easily the best description. I am so unbelievably grateful for the day. The people in it. Brady. The prayers. All we are going through and where we are going – for all these things, I praise the Lord.

We should all be thankful every day, but its good to be really intentional about it as well 💜

When we went around the table today, the kids were thankful for a host of things ranging from family togetherness to gravy. Each thing was entirely valid and something worthy of thanks.

We kept the day very simple and relaxed. Snacky lunch. Supper of ham, potatoes, and carrots that have all been gifted to us this season. My mom did pretty much all of the cooking, plus she made gravy. And a jello. Twice. Because a baby knocked it over and broke everything 😭 HATED that. We finished off with pumpkin pie and whipped cream from a loving neighbour.

Its really hard to look at our life and feel sorry for ourselves. I know so many don’t have the support we have. It is undeniable, though. When the water gets deep, we have so many around us who are eager to pull us up and limp us to where we need to be.

No food picture this year. No group picture. But I can show you this picture from lunch in hope it gives you a giggle.

Squidward, charcuterie style.

Complicated thanksgiving, everyone! 💜

It was hard times over here today. Lots of good, but lots of challenges as well. I can’t get into it all. We will focus on the grace of God, and the generosity and eagerness and love from those closest around us. Without each of those pieces, I don’t know how we’d ever stay afloat.

The day is winding down, but the kids are still fairly wound up, which makes sense. So the ones who wanted to opted for a late night walk and perhaps a visit to the playground. Boom! Dark park!

Laela was going to wear little shorts and her new puffy jacket 🤣 She’s going to thank me when she gets back, just you wait.

My family is so precious to me. I praise You, Lord, for every last one of them, and for every person who crossed the threshold of our home today 💜 You were undeniably present.

Tomorrow is the official friendaversary of Cher and I.

🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳

Nine years of being besties, and without a single regret!!

We usually try to go out together, even just for a little something, to celebrate our friendaversary. For lots of reasons, this year is not the year for it, so rather, we spent some intentional time just being close and still. Also sushi bowls! Because they were long overdue.

Goodness our friendship has weathered a lot of storms! This last year hasn’t been gentle on either of us, but conveniently, we have stood strong together!! What we call our everythingship is rock solid 💪 Which we are both SO thankful to God for, because these kinds of times can truly rip people apart.

Not us, though 😘😘

I’m sorry our friendaversary wasn’t big and fluffy this year. No outings. No gifts. No fancy treats.

I’m also not sorry that our friendaversary was as it was. It was peaceful and quiet and just me and you. Just resting. Sharing air. And maybe some iced coffee mixed in there.

It was perfectly imperfect for celebrating a perfectly imperfect season of life 💜

I love you, sweet Cherice. My BEST friend 💜💚🧡 I would hide on the floor from door to door salesmen with you any time 😘

I love you 💜
I love you 💜
I love you 💜
I love you 💜
I love you 💜
I love you 💜
I love you 💜
I love you 💜
I love you 💜

And more to come 💜

If the title of this blog was somehow unclear, I’ll say it again.

Dekker got a job. A REAL job. Like, on payroll, with a schedule and responsibilities, working hard for his money.

We took some pictures before he left. Like, first day of school, but actually first day of work. Same idea. He was positively beaming. Cher drove him in (Thank you, Cher! 💜) and I picked him up.

There is so much more I want to say here. I want to give ALL the details, but in order to maintain boundaries with some people, I feel I can’t share more 😔 Which SUCKS, because I don’t like not being able to share joys with the rest of you. But that is the situation we find ourselves in this time around.

Bottom line. Dekker had a GREAT time. He LOVES good hard work and being busy. He will do very well in this job, and I am SO proud of him for locking down a real gig at this point in his life. Way to go, Dekker! You are incredible and will have everyone around you looking bad in no time 🤣

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As an aside, if anyone nearby is willing to drive him to or from once in a while, please let me know! That is the one part of him having a job that will make our life a little messier, but it will be worth it. He also needs some drives for drivers ed, now that his learners is officially in hand 😅 Goodness times are crazy.

I am SO grateful for today 💜

My dear daughter, Miss Laela Hazel, made me a gift in her IA class. And today, she brought it home and presented it to me. And while a lot of us moms oooo and awwww at everything their kids bring home (even when the suck) this thing is SO ADORABLE!!!

Behold 🙌

I love this little ghost for a handful of reasons.

I LOVE that she gave it to me and made it with me in mind.
I LOVE how excited she was to give it to me.
I LOVE that she was “stuck” using watercolors for the white of the ghost because it looks intentionally sheer.
And I LOVE that if you look at it just right, it looks like a shrugging ghost wearing a puffy vest.

This one right here. She’s excellent. We have our moments, and the power struggle can be strong, but we always come back to each other 💜 SO grateful for my Laela.

And my ghost. She needs a name.

People are picking up on the fact that days are a bit more challenging over here. I really appreciate all of you who have reached out and been close, while not being overbearing or nosey. You have ALL struck that happy medium right on the head, and we are SO grateful for your warmth and efforts to show love.

I had a really nice visit with one of the home care nurses this morning.

I had a really nice day with Cher.

We ate really yummy raisin bread grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch, ingredients gifted to us yesterday by friends.

I had a really nice phone call with my mom.

And for supper, we ate really yummy pizza, courtesy of one of Brady’s colleagues at Zaks. And a surprise really yummy dessert, dropped off by a friend who we only met because she loved eating our apples when walking down the back alley that she came to our door one day.

Oh and we shared the lemon out of the dry ribs between the little ones 🤣 I’m not allowed to post the videos but goodness would I LOVE to! An obvious highlight 🍋

Guys. We have it so. Incredibly. Good. It boggles the mind, as my mom would say. It is hard to be a big group of sad sacks when we are so covered and supported.

Brady ate pizza and drank Pepsi for supper, and he promised to eat cake with me later this evening 🙂 I can’t wait!

I am humbled yet again by the outpouring we have received today.

Yesterday, I wrote a post about how happy I was to receive a yummy meal from the church. Towards the end of the blog, I said the day ended heavy. It was on sentence. And I can’t even tell you how many people reached out to me 💜 It is incredibly reassuring.

Meanwhile, today a friend brought over some treats/grocery items, including a Costco pumpkin pie!! Amazing!!

And a loving friend from Kinasao popped by with fresh baked cookies! Ack!!!

The texts, called, and pop-ins today felt like a beautiful wealth of love and care. And while today was not that much easier than yesterday, I have peace.

I am sitting in the living room, ready to eat some scoopy corn chips with guac out of my fridge, and to watch some Intervention on Netflix. Post chips, I will crochet. Probably way too late into the night. But Brady is more and more tired, and if I lay in bed in the dark at this point, I will just spiral. So Netflix and crochet it is!

But first 🙌 we guac.

Our day was fairly peaceful. It wasn’t perfect. There were hard things. But for the most part, we were all peaceful.

Our little foster bestie was over, and we had arranged to drive them back home in the afternoon. I suggested 4:30ish, and planned to go to Wendys and just buy a schwack of junior bacon cheeseburgers because I really really didn’t feel like making supper. But unbeknownst to me, our church had shared a large lunch together, and the leftovers were shuttled on over to our place 💜 Thus providing us a WAY yummier supper, free of charge, in the comfort of our own home. Thank you, all.

Conveniently, SO much food came our way so we could portion some out and send it home with our foster bestie . Yay for TWO households not having to make supper!

As I said. The day was peaceful. It was good. It has ended heavy, though, and I am ready to call it for the night.

I am SO grateful that we are seen and cared for by our church, our community, and all of our people far and wide. Your love and prayers are felt 💜

Today was not a bad day, but it felt very full. Lots of kids in lots of different places, going in lots of different directions. I did have some time to sit, but also I ran quite a bit. I keep trying to list all of the things we did, but it instantly gives me anxiety 😅 So I’m going to stop.

What I can say is that before long, I will be tucked away in my room with my husband, watching a show and snacking. Even though Nathan Pyle says its wrong.

I’m still short one kid, but the others are all home, and most are tucked away. One went to bed early, still reeling from last nights sleepover at her friends house. One went down at a normal time. The three little ones are quiet in their room already. And two are still up and around, winding down with a book.

Our life is so full and so precious. It is not easy or gentle. But we were not promised those things.

Thank you, Lord, for family and friends who show up for us, for a yummy supper, and matching jammies on little bodies.