Faith to Move a Mountain

In November of 2011, I started this blog as a sort of journal to chronicle the events of our son Quinton's adoption. Quinton is a little boy who was born with an extra special something. Quinton has down syndrome and was given up at birth by his parents because he has down syndrome. His birth parents must not have had any idea what a blessing he would be or I am sure they would not have given him up. Unfortunately in Eastern Europe (Quinton is from Ukraine) people with disabilities are not accepted in society and at the age of 4-6, they are sent to adult mental institutions where most of them die :( Although it breaks my heart that his parents have missed out on such a joyful little boy, God has used this unfortunate situation to bless us with a gift greater than I could have ever imagined: the gift of our first child. If you ever considered adoption-do it! Don't let money deter you. God provided over $20,000 for us to adopt Quinton. We were not fully funded until 50 minutes before we boarded our plane to Ukraine. If you have never considered adoption, go back to the beginning of this blog and read. You will see what a blessing adoption really is. Many people tell us that we are angels for rescuing Quinton, but the honest truth is this: Quinton has given me far more that I will ever be able to give him. He is my little miracle, my silly bug, my baby boy, my love. HE IS MY LIFE!

Saturday, April 14, 2012

What We're Up To These Days :)

So, life has been incredibly crazy, but we are loving it. I wouldn't trade being a mommy for anything-especially to a little boy as awesome as Quinton. Ok-so it's possible that I am a tad bit biased, but he really is an amazing kid.

I think Christmas was my last update and Quinton has changed so much! He has about 15 signs that he uses including mommy, night night, choo-choo, play, swing, and of course eat and more ;)

He is not quite walking or talking yet, but he is so close. He is babbling all the time, except of course for his speech therapist. He barely utters a peep for her.

His physical therapist, Sondra from One Step at a Time continues to do fantastic work with Quinton. We are talking about a little boy who could barely sit unassisted when he came home. Now he is climbing stairs, cruising and pulling up on anything and everything in sight. Nothing in his reach is safe anymore. He is taking steps just barely holding on to someone's fingers. It won't be long before he is walking. For now he prefers the booty scooty. He looks like a little gorilla when he moves, but man does he move fast!

Quinton turned 2 in February and he has been home almost 9 months now. It seems like he has been a part of our family forever, though.

Last week I was on spring break and dying to get away, but we were on a really tight budget, especially since the garage door broke. I was looking into something we could do for relatively cheap and we decided to take Quinton to Busch Gardens. We got in for free with our military ID's. It was our first family vacation together. It was only for 2 days, but it was so nice to get away.

Well, this was a post full of random updates, so I will leave you with some (very cute) random photos :)


These pictures are from Quinton's birthday party/baby dedication.


 My mom did an amazing job on the cake!


 This is our living room after we opened all of Quinton's birthday presents. What a blessed little boy :)

These pictures are from my friend Sarah's house. Quinton had a great time exploring and playing with the pig (Sarah has a real pet pig named Olive).






The last of these pictures are from our mini getaway to Williamsburg. Quinton loves cold air and sticks his tongue out whenever the wind is blowing.










 The little clydes were hands down Quinton's favorite part. 


 Somehow this one got out of place, but Quinton is loving riding the choo-choo with his daddy :)

 Not happy when the ride was over. This actually escalated into a full out cry. It was so cute!
 So, when he asked for more (see him signing more?) We couldn't refuse.
 I think he rode 4 times :)
Then he sadly waved bye bye to the little clydes and we headed home.