A year ago today…

A year ago today Luke was legally placed in our care. A year ago yesterday, we finally got to hold him in our arms. I can’t believe a year has past since that blessed day. I can remember some of the people we talked to at the airport and on the airplane…all were excited to hear we were one our way to meet our son. Our experience in Chicago will always be something I treasure. Besides meeting Luke we met many people who surrounded Luke with so much love. We will forever remember those people in our thoughts and prayers. Many were involved in making our dream of adopting Luke a reality…THANK you to all of you!


Audrey needs a home…are you being called?

The agency that helped us adopt Luke has given us information about another little blessing who is in need of a forever family. Remember, our lives are meant to be living vessels of God’s love. This little girl will have many challenges ahead of her and needs love to surround her. Are you being called to discern if that’s with you? Below is a message from the Cradle:

“The Cradle (based in IL) is seeking an adoptive family for an adorable 3 month old baby girl. Audrey was born with Prader-Willi Syndrome. She is biracial (Asian/Caucasian). She has a g-tube for nutrition as she continues to work on bottle feeding skills. Audrey has low muscle tone and is currently receiving physical therapy to improve her general strength. She also receives speech therapy for bottle skills. She will need to continue services with neurology, speech/language, PT/OT, early intervention and endocrinology.  We prefer a family who has a current adoption home study. Please email Kathleen McShane, Special Needs Adoption Counselor, directly for more information at kmcshane@cradle.org. Thank you for your assistance in helping us find this sweet baby girl her family!”


Kathleen McShane, MA
Adoption Counselor
(847)733-3201 (direct)
(847)475-5871 (fax)

Please pray about whether God is calling you!

November: National Adoption Awareness Month

Each year, November is recognized as National Adoption Awareness Month. While all adoption-related issues are important, the particular focus of this month is the adoption of children currently in foster care. I will try to post ideas throughout this whole month of how to participate. Below are few ways to get started:

For adoptive families:

– You can start an adoption blog.

– Re-tell your child his/her adoption story

For other families:

– You can search for adoption blogs (hopefully ones that do a better job updating than myself!) to read more stories of lives blessed through adoption.

– Talk to your children or family members about what adoption is. There are many misconceptions about adopted children, birth parents, adoptive parents, the adoption process, etc. Become educated so you can teach others the GIFT of adoption.

Every day I will lift up this prayer for all who come across this blog:

Dear Lord, we know all life is a gift from you. Help us to remain open to how you want us to demonstrate your love to those individuals in need of forever families. Our lives are not meant to be lived for our convenience and enjoyment but for Your glory and honor. If You are calling us to serve You as foster/adoptive parents, help us to be open to responding with your grace to this divine calling. Amen.

Comical Chaos!

The past 2 weeks have been crazy…but nothing could have prepared me for the flood of chaos that came over the past few days.

Wednesday seemed like a normal day. The kids and I played in the morning, then lunch, and nap time. When they woke up around 3ish I knew I had 3 1/2 hours to fill before daddy came home. So I decided to go for a leisurely walk with them. Since I hadn’t anticipated for this to be a power-walking workout, I had on flip-flips and a tiny clip holding my hair in a loose bun, jeans and a dark t-shirt. About 4 blocks in to our walk I decided to go about another 4 blocks to the park. I get the kiddos out of the stroller, they go down the slide a few times….and the I get a phone call.

“Hi, Mrs. Sciba it’s your social worker. I am on my way to your house for the final home visit for Luke’s adoption.” WHHHAAATTT!!!! I didn’t know she was coming, or did I and forgot. Oh man what do I do? I must have sounded confused over the phone because she said, “You didn’t know I was coming?” I had to be honest, “No, ma’am. Let me call Matt and see if he is on his way home and I will call you right back.” I am loading the kids back into the stroller while trying to call Matt. Mary was NOT happy to only be at the park for such a short time! Since Matt just started a new job, I did not have his work number programmed in my phone and he wasn’t picking up his cell. I began running back to our house in shoes that were NOT made for running. I lost my favorite clip and my hair was swishing all in front of my face. I could feel my hair becoming 10 times heavier as it’s absorbing the sweat running down my neck. I was hot and exhausted and convinced that sweat stains were evident through my shirt. I needed to get home ASAP to look up Matt’s work online and pray I could reach him. I finally reach Matt and his VERY generous boss let’s him leave early. He gets home about 7 minutes before the social worker arrives. From the moment I got home to the time she showed up, I was frantically picking up my house (it was a complete disaster) and throwing anything and everything into my bedroom because I knew she wouldn’t look in there. Our house looked presentable, I was able to freshen up a bit and the visit went great!

As it turns out, Matt had responded to her request for a final visit the day after his grandmother passed away. He thought he had Cc’ed me his response that we could meet Oct.3….totally understandable case of miscommunication. Anyways the last question the social worker asks is if our marriage is doing ok. I told her it may seem as if we do not communicate very well but I assured her that we do in fact have a great marriage and all the circumstances just made life a little hectic. But all went well and she said we had a beautiful family!

Then comes Thursday. I made plans with another mom to meet at a nature park with the kids for a toddler nature walk activity. The park is quite a distance from our house so we decided that we would do a picnic at the park so the children would be fed and happy on the long trek home. Before we head to the park and Matt goes to work, we had to go get some papers notarized. Anytime I am trying to pack up the kids and on a time crunch, I go a little crazy in my head hoping I have everything I need for a whole morning away from the house. Anyways we are in our cars and I was going to follow Matt to the notary’s office. As I am ready to pull out of the driveway I notice I do not have my purse. So instead of turning the car off, I just take my house key off the ring, run in the house, and retrieve my purse. I didn’t want to make Matt wait any longer so I just threw the house key in the console of my car and off we went. The visit to the park was great fun, the kids had a great lunch but Mary was getting alittle restless as I was packing up. So I rolled down the windows of our car and let her play in it while I loaded everything up. She got into a few cd’s but nothing bad so I didn’t think anything of it. I was so happy that they would be ready for nap as soon as we got back and that meant some free time for momma! We get home and I go to unlock the door and I have no house key. I could not find it anywhere! I have NO idea where Mary put it (and neither does she) and I spent about 30 minutes rummaging through every crevasse in the car…no luck. The kids were getting cranky since they had still not had a nap (it’s about 1:30 and they go down no later than 12:30pm) I had to swallow my pride, call Matt and let him know I was on my way to his work to get his house key since mine was nowhere to be found.

Even though I felt slightly embarrassed, it was great seeing Matt and meeting his boss. We get home about 2:30 and Mary never takes nap. Later she had gymnastics and wore herself out but a super tired kid makes for interesting moments.

We all survived…but I still have not found my key.

Some videos and pics from Luke’s birthday!

Luke can only eat things that are pureed or thickened liguids. I had difficulty finding out what to for his Birthday “cake.” I didn’t want to make a cake that everyone else could eat but him. So I began asking around online to other PWS families and got some great suggestions. I mixed cool whip and yogurt and froze it in a little round container to resemble a small bday cake. Since it was frozen he could pick it up or suck on it without getting too much in his mouth making it difficult to swallow but he was able to get enough on his hands and mouth to make it fun and tasty!

The day before I wanted to do something for his actual birthday so we went down the road to our local snow cone shop and got a strawberry one to share. I think the cold of the ice along with the tart taste of the strawberry surprised Luke as evidence of his reaction:

Below are a few more pictures from our bday celebration with our little man:

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Future Gamer?

Luke has been growing very well and getting stronger daily.  He can now crawl on all 4’s.  He used to army crawl on his elbows and he can now put his weight on his arms and crawl on his hands.  When motivated he can crawl pretty fast!  Luke is able to pull up to a standing position all by himself…he’s even taking assisted steps.  Before I know it, my little man will be walking! 

His new piece of motivation is Matt’s XBOX!  It has a power button that turns green and beeps when pressed.  Green is obviously Luke’s favorite color and beeping his favorite sound because he cannot keep his hands off it.  Mary used to press it all the time so if I was in the other room and heard the beep I’d call out to Mary to stop.  Well a while back I called her name upon hearing the beep and within seconds she was by MY side but I could still hear the beeping.  I walk in to the living room to find Luke repeatedly pressing the button with a big smile on his face!

I wanted to walk up and say, “Good job buddy for crawling and kneeling to reach daddy’s toy!”  I love seeing his improvements even if his motivation is something he shouldn’t be playing with.  I had to tell him, “No sir, we don’t play with daddy’s toys.”  I redirected him and he quickly crawled right back to the XBOX to play with the button.  I couldn’t help but smile.  I wonder if this is a sign of his possible future gaming days…only time will tell!

Garage sale!

Well I am sitting outside waiting for people to come buy stuff at our garage sale. It’s quite cold for an April day in Louisiana. I think it’s in the high 50s. Crazy. We’ve done pretty well so far. I think we might be close to around $100. We did not have a lot of stuff to sale but we we do have people are buying!

As I sit here I am reminded about times back in Santa Fe, Tx. My dad and I would look in the paper Friday night. We would find the garage sales, map out our route. Then on Saturday morning we would get up so early and hit about 15 sales before noon. It was so much fun! Those are some of my favorite times with my dad and family…the good ole days!

I am going to make sure that garage sale family time is a top priority at this Sciba house!