On our mind...

Can't believe it has been a year since we lost our little one. We're grateful for our blessings since last year but will always carry our Julia in our hearts. Here is Mike's sweet poem about it all.

Whirl Hummingbird Whirl

As I lay one night unable to sleep
I say a prayer for the world I keep
But this night sad, I began to ponder
Where do the lost souls of unborn wander?

Are they reborn flowers or trees
Or do they come back fuzzy bumblebees
Thoughts ran through, nothing stuck
Then one whirled into my blackness by luck.

Metallic green wings outlining infinity
This bird was definitely sent from a Divinity
Buzz so calming and grand oculars so cute
Poking and prodding with its now musical flute

Dancing and painting this empty space
Then gone painfully without a trace
I beckoned and reached out and wanted oh more
Then I realized this passage had given me a chore

Send a message of hope and beauty this Fall
The wonder of life is that it happens at all
So when you see hummingbirds take comfort to know
Where the lost Souls of some unborn loved ones go.

Carousel

Here is a trip around the carousel downtown.

Head Dunk

It has been hot lately here in spokane. I caught Dillon doing this the other day....

Where in the world...

have the Schrocks been? busy....that is all i have to say about that. We've been bad bloggers lately but have a good excuse - moving, remodeling, traveling, a toddler with horrible sleep habits. Ugh. So for those of you that I haven't talked to the scoop is that we've been moved into our basement for 3 or so weeks, the upstairs main floor (kitchen, entry, laundry, dining, living, 3 baths, and 2 bedrooms)is being demo'd and remodeled, we're busily designing our new house with my Dad, and Dillon isn't so sure about naps, staying in bed at night, sleeping in his own room, etc, etc. Overall though, we LOVE being in Spokane and our new house.
I have a backlog of pics and videos to post hopefully soon but forgot it all in Spokane and we're in Sandpoint this weekend. Here are a couple pictures from a bbq and rodeo we went to last weekend. Mike couldn't let the occasion pass without totally decking Dillon out in cowboy gear so he'd look like uncle Garth.


Oh yeah, and I'm 26 weeks, doing fine, getting big, slowing down, but the baby appears healthy so that is what counts.