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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday, October 10th,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Micah is going to be dedicated!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At 9:30am in our Cafe service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Come join us if you can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are very excited to be surrounded by family and friends as Micah and our family is blessed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-4882346811351021074?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Here's my story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;For me this all became more real once we came home with Micah. When life was turned upside down and we were working to find our "New Normal" I realized I needed more "breaks" to unwind and do something fun. I love to do crafts, sew, knit really anything crafty. I was also looking around my house at all the abandoned craft supplies that had not surfaced since we began a family 7 years ago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hang with me here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;During this early bonding time with Micah my heart was so overwhelmed with love for our little guy and how much richer our lives are with him. I wanted to do more....more for orphans....more for families wanting to adopt....just more. I knew that we could not adopt another at the moments or maybe even ever. I also knew our budget was a bit limited at the time. I also knew my time was the most limited. God has also been working on my heart regarding how excessive we live here in the US. I've been asking myself "What can I do right now with what I have?" I've been purging and working to only keep what we need and buy only what we need.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Now back to the craft supplies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So as I looked around I started to see projects I could either finish or start from scratch. I then wondered about making items and selling them on our blog and then donating the money to orphans.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;One day as my friend,&lt;a href="http://www.mommymap.net/"&gt;Brandy&lt;/a&gt; and I were watching our kids swim we were talking about all this and brainstorming. My friend had also been contemplating similar topics.&amp;nbsp;Her family is also an adoptive family.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Recently, I had helped her make a skirt and we had just finished making a purse out of the remnants. When she wore this purse out and about she began to receive compliments and requests for them. Hmm...we started thinking and praying. She had also recently started to play with the idea of opening an Etsy shop. After a bit of time, we decided to take the leap, open a shop and donate all the profits to orphans.&amp;nbsp;We are passionate about orphans finding the families God intended for them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Now for a name...what to call it....hmmm...We came up with 147SpareMoments. The meaning is that there are 147million orphans in the world and we are using our spare moments in life to make a difference in there lives. We've promised ourselves to not get overwhelmed and to take this where God leads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We are listing a variety of items and we are hoping to provide "country&amp;nbsp;specific" adoption items that can be hard to find at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Come check it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;***More will come soon*** We are transitioning from summer to school and I hope to be back very soon with many pictures of all we've been doing this summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-5733368237612810326?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and we prayed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and we asked you all to pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One year later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Micah Paul Coombs is a miracle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you all for praying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;He's gonna want to snuggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Snuggling with soft things is one of Micah's joys in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Micah has brought&amp;nbsp;immeasureable JOY to our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The house was humming by 7am with the&amp;nbsp;girls prepping for their last Monday of the school year. Micah woke up around 7:20. I swooped him into his feeding seat as a waiting place while I finished getting ready real quick. Usually we start heading to the van around 7:40 to get the girls to school on time and avoid the treacherous parking lot of crazy driving. So I'm ready, girls are ready,&amp;nbsp;few minutes to spare I start directing the girls to the van while going to get Micah to the van. As I am going to pick him up to my&amp;nbsp;horror I discover Micah sitting in a pool of poop with one hand dipped and smearing his seat.....NICE!&amp;nbsp; My brain starts racing. The girls come running to inquire about what the panic is about. Cara INSTANTLY begins gagging-hand over mouth and runs to barf. Chloe was disgusted and honestly I think she went to hide in the car. I don't remember much of anyone who did not have a bodily fluid issue during that 5 minutes.&amp;nbsp; I grab the bath seat and start the tub. Cara returns and again INSTANTLY begins the gagging sequence. Next I drag the feeding seat to the bathroom for a "clean" transfer of the poopy child to the tub. AGAIN, Cara returns...REPEAT SEQUENCE.&amp;nbsp; Now I am rapidly cleaning Micah, telling Cara to get in the van and asking for a diaper to be brought. Cara was now beyond traumatized by 1) the poop, 2) the barfing 3 times, 3) I'm telling her she's going to school and 4) she thinks she is going to now be late. She says, "I can't go to school, I'm throwing up!" I say, "You have to go to school....It smells better!" She then went to the van without any complaining. At that moment I also went to flush what Cara had produced to only discover our toilet was not flushing properly and nothing would actually go down, just twirl...GREAT! &lt;br /&gt;
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I quickly wrap a soaking wet Micah in a fresh diaper and hustle him off to the van leaving the catastrophic poop to be dealt with later. We are all in the car and in one piece by 7:46, not too bad. Off to school we go I drop the girls off and race home to recover from the nastiness that awaits us. Now Micah has had a great time through this all. Of course he would... he feels much better. He played,&amp;nbsp;air dryed&amp;nbsp;and watched cartoons while I began the clean up. It was at this time I had a moment to breath and realize I had been covered in poop...I had poop on my shoulders! Sooooo gross! &lt;br /&gt;
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Now we were all cleaned, house was OUSTed, laundry was going and trash was taken out. NOW the actual busy day could resume. This is how it went...&lt;br /&gt;
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Call to Doctors office to request info.&lt;br /&gt;
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Call to Home Care to resolve formula issue. Current flavor of formula causes runny poop. Ya, let's get this fixed...TODAY! &lt;br /&gt;
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Dentist Appointment for Micah-His 5 teeth are doing just fine. &lt;br /&gt;
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Library-to pick up books&lt;br /&gt;
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Doctor's office returns call and is working on info we need.&lt;br /&gt;
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Target to get more bleach to finish clean-up along with a few other things&lt;br /&gt;
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Missed call from Home Care.&lt;br /&gt;
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Pick up Chloe from Kindergarten&lt;br /&gt;
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Call Home Care back and hope to have UNFLAVORED formula soon.&lt;br /&gt;
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Drop Chloe and Micah off with&amp;nbsp;Mama and Abi so I could go to an appointment. I'm good too. &lt;br /&gt;
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Pick up Micah and head to Valley Children's for an ENT appointment-This is where he chose to have his next big explosive diaper. In an exam room with no flat surface to change him on. As I was using the chair to change him the doctor walked in and was welcomed by&amp;nbsp;his bare little bottom pointed right at her. She was a bit surprised. Great timing buddy. From the visit we learned Micah is doing well. He WILL NOT need any further surgury for his loud breathing. Everything else looked great. &lt;br /&gt;
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Went to Medical Records to officially change his name.&lt;br /&gt;
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Headed home and left the girls to swim with Mama and Papa until later.&lt;br /&gt;
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Received call from Home Care and &amp;nbsp;issue will be resolved on Tuesday, which it is! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;
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Arrived home put Micah down for a nap and crashed myself for a bit. &lt;br /&gt;
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As the girls were getting ready to come home I received a call from Randy. He was going to need to work late. Okay, grab the boot straps and some caffine here we go. &lt;br /&gt;
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The girls came home, had dinner and we decided to read til bedtime. As we were reading chapter books Micah was playing on the floor. All of a sudden we heard&amp;nbsp;the next&amp;nbsp;very loud explosive diaper. I IMMEDIATELY jump to intervene in hopes of avoiding a further load of laundry. At the same time Cara says, "I hope he doesn't make me throw up again." and Chloe who is sitting right by me chimes in with,"I think I'm going to throw up ON him." as she catches a whiff of the odor. Oh my the joys of a baby brother.&lt;br /&gt;
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Micah and I tucked the girls in bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Randy returns home safely to play with Micah and to get the toilet to flush the remains of the barfed bowl of cereal from the morning. &lt;br /&gt;
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What a day this was....definitely memorable....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-6742171960454970990?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/r9exjK1Grsjkum8np7El_tl93U0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/r9exjK1Grsjkum8np7El_tl93U0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/GodSaidgetMoving/~4/3hwnpwc3kfY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com/feeds/6742171960454970990/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3155554386848171616&amp;postID=6742171960454970990" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155554386848171616/posts/default/6742171960454970990?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3155554386848171616/posts/default/6742171960454970990?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/GodSaidgetMoving/~3/3hwnpwc3kfY/memorable-monday.html" title="A Memorable Monday" /><author><name>Mo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16613094077105591471</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com/2010/06/memorable-monday.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEIAQXs9cSp7ImA9WxFQGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3155554386848171616.post-1234493000308681686</id><published>2010-05-14T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T23:55:40.569-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-14T23:55:40.569-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Court" /><title>Court</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Court went well today. We did not know what to expect. Everything was very relaxed and easy going. We met family and friends at the courthouse after lunchtime. We all congregated in the hallway waiting to be called. Our case was the first one after lunch so that was encouraging. You never really know when a baby is going to expire when they are experiencing new surroundings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPfkYwrQ6IM/S-5D19v0CkI/AAAAAAAAA1M/PYyyNgwBROk/s1600/Chloe+Hair+(11).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pPfkYwrQ6IM/S-5D19v0CkI/AAAAAAAAA1M/PYyyNgwBROk/s320/Chloe+Hair+(11).jpg" width="240" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I just love how Micah gazes up at&amp;nbsp; his Daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Bailiff came out right on time to call our crew in to the court room. Everyone filed in and found a seat. Within a few minutes we were asked to come and sit at a table and the kids, or whoever else was able to enjoy the jury box if they chose. Of course all the kids took advantage of this special seating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Once everyone was settled&amp;nbsp; the Judge began. He&amp;nbsp;went through a&amp;nbsp;variety of formalities and them we were sworn in. The Judge then proceeded to ask us several questions basically confirming that we promise to take care of Micah in every possible way and that we are committed to being his forever family. Now in the midst of this, Micah decided to mix things up a bit. He was probably wondering why everything was so serious and thought a game of peek-a-boo was in order. His version of peek-a-boo is to throw his head back so we can kiss it, then he pulls it up and throws it back again almost instantly. So the game began in an attempt to keep him happy.&amp;nbsp;Micah won the hearts of the Judge and theother court people who could see his smile and hear his talking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Before we knew it we were done! It was really very fast. We shook the Judges hand and it was done. Now it was picture time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPfkYwrQ6IM/S-4-ilJnOYI/AAAAAAAAA08/E2oTbz-EYls/s1600/Family+Court+pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pPfkYwrQ6IM/S-4-ilJnOYI/AAAAAAAAA08/E2oTbz-EYls/s320/Family+Court+pic.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Our family headed up to the Judges seat to take a family picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We then waited around for a few minutes waiting for the official stamped to be brought to us. Before we knew it we had six copies of official paperwork confirming all that had just took place. Now we can take this paperwork and have Micah's name changes officially from Sidamo Randy Coombs to Micah Paul Coombs. This is really a surreal feeling to realize the great significance of this day. Micah has a world of possibilities ahead of him. I'm so excited to see all that God is going to make him into. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Soon after nap Micah got all spiffied up along with the rest of the family in our most patriotic colored clothing.&amp;nbsp;Today was his re-adopt court date. He is now officially Micah Paul Coombs and is a US citizen! Woo Hoo! He did very well the whole time. There were no instances of foul gas, blow outs,&amp;nbsp;crying or anything else embarrassing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Late in the afternoon our friends stopped by to be a part of the celebration. Micah was still awake so we brought him out to say Hi since he wasn't sleeping anyway. Then again, he turned on the fussiness and we returned him to his nap. This time he did sleep, thankfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Micah's next and final event of the day was to experience a birthday party at Chuck &amp;amp;. Cheese for a family member. Going into this I was wondering how he was going to take all of this. Talk about sensory overload. Again Micah had a variety of people to meet who were enamored with him and enjoying his sweet dispositon. He faired it all well. He never really got fussy or grumpy. As long as one of us was holding him he was all good. Weather it be cuddling with mommy or cruising with daddy, Micah was enjoying the sights and sounds. When the "show" would start and the lights would start flashing, flipping and turning that is all he wanted to see. He was glued and mesmerized with all he was experiencing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We were very impressed with how well he did. If we did this day, with either of our other girls at his age, they would not of made it 45 minutes. Micah did extemely well the entire time. As we headed home it was cute to hear Micah talking from the back seat. He had been relatively quiet at the party. Now that there was little competiion he was ready to chat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Micah rounded out his day with some floor time. As he hung out kicking and stretching his sister enjoyed tickling his tummy and daddy found a new tickle spot on the top of his head. Once his head hit the pillow he was out like a light, not a peep of any sort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;He is such a joy and blessing to have as a part of our family. His personality is so addictive. He can tie anyone around his finger in a matter of seconds. I can not imagine our lives without him.We are all enjoying him in so many ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-8124253850438173949?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tomorrow we also have a very important meeting about Micah's Physical therapy and Occupational therapy. Pray it goes well and I have clarity of thought to get all my questions answered and also that Micah gets what he needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-3824296772724894323?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We are so proud of all you have accomplished in this first year of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;"plans to prosper you and not to harm you, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plans to give you hope and a future." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"With man this is impossible, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;but with God all things are possible." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Matthew 19:26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We are so incredibly in love with you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's an honor to be your forever family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;(Birthday pictures will come soon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-2893322575808426470?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As I look back it is abundantly clear how the Lord has directed our every step and given us what we need for the moment. Our job has been to be obedient and continue to move forward at whatever pace He lays before us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The last few weeks have sure had there challenges regarding Micah's health. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As I look at them and how hard it has been I can see why the Lord moved us through the process so fast we could not fully research all the aspects of Micah's issues. Issues we could only speculate and guess about until he was home anyway. There would of been many opportunities for fear and doubt to creep in, which could of completely destroyed this awesome plan, our destiny, to be Micah's forever family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It is abundantly clear that our job will continue to be obedient and rely on the Lord for what we need in the moment, day by day, hour by hour and minute by minute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Micah is doing better. Today was a good day for him. Our happy baby is coming back more and more each day. There are still GI issues to be resolved but we are making progress. As we assessed and peeled away issues we also discovered he has a bit of a cold/allergies that are causing some sinus drainage/congestion. It's hard to tell if he is congested because he always sounds congested due to his underdeveloped airway. We've had&amp;nbsp;two decent nights of sleep and are feeling a bit more human. Praise the Lord! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We have also been trying to figure out how to get a break, some respite, from the intensity of Micah's care. We are thankful for a couple of very trusted families who have offered to learn how to care for Micah. This will still take time before we will be able to go on a date, but it's progress. Half the battle, the hardest half,&amp;nbsp;is finding someone you trust. Now it's building trust between Micah and them and teaching them the in's and out's of how the g-tube works. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I'd also like to give an update on the Crazy Love Party we took part in, you can read more &lt;a href="http://aplacecalledsimplicity.blogspot.com/2010/03/crazy-love-challenge.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;a href="http://godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com/2010/03/crazy-love-party.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. We are humbled and so very thankful for those of you who have sent us some Crazy Love. We greatly appreciate you all and the part you are playing in Micah's story. There's also a Crazy Love Challenge #2 that you can find &lt;a href="http://aplacecalledsimplicity.blogspot.com/2010/04/crazy-love-challenge-2.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. This is an opportunity to pray for other people's needs and send another kind of Crazy Love. When this challenge was posted we were in the thick of medical issues and needed all the prayer we could get. We posted ours list &lt;a href="http://godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com/2010/04/micahs-feeding-and-medication-issues.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and believed it could only get better. Now that we are coming up for air I am looking forward to reading more of these requests and praying for these needs of fellow bloggy friends. There is always room for more prayer and I encourage you to also check out these needs and add a few to your prayer list as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We are so thankful that God grabbed our lives as we knew them and shook them up to fit His perfect plan...a plan we never expected and could not imagine living without. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-5547991939622955750?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I want to thank everyone who is praying and offering support to us as we are working through this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-8607851609958854855?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This weekend he has developed what looks like panic attacks where his entire body startles and flails. This has been very difficult to watch him go through. We are holding him ALOT and working to keep him calm to prevent any dry heaving. When his stomach is full of food or gas he can not burp or spit up so he dry heaves. Unexpected/Untended to dry heaving can create a whole other issue, such as ripping out his surgery.&amp;nbsp; To reduce the dry heaving possibilities we lowered the food he gets per hour and he is now on his food continuously for 20 hours a day instead of 17. Overall, it's very concerning and scary. We are always on alert.&amp;nbsp;We feel helpless at times and it's a horrible feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Another factor that complicates things right now is figuring out which doctor to go to for what. While in the hospital we were seen by several different departments. All of these departments have specialties, obviously, and all have follow-up appointments. We have Neurology this week and ENT next week. Until then Micah is not really set up in these offices outside of our hospital stay. So the challenge is who to go to for what. I can go to my primary pediatrician but he probably does not have all the info he needs to fully help him. The people who can help him still need to see him for the follow up appointments before they can do much. I'm praying to get into these doctors early this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Please pray:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-That I find the right doctor who can do something Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-For an ENT appointment to be scheduled this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-For our Neurology appointment on Tuesday at 10:30 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-For his GI track to regulate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-For us to find a food he will tolerate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-For an agency or insurance to pay for the food he tolerates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-For his meds to be effective and appropriate for his situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-For me to not just "get through" Randy's work week, Monday-Thursday, and instead have a great week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-For rest and peace for all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-For all the other stuff we are praying about....too much to list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Thanks so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Update:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Working with GI over the phone and making progress.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-ENT appointments at 11am today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Surgery follow-up next Tuesday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Neurology tomorrow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-4113008118037068321?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The mother, Linny, posted a entry called "Crazy Love." She is hosting a Crazy Love Party. This involves families with a need posting them and then people with the means to meet a need can choose to do so. She believes like we do that we have a&amp;nbsp;God that is a Miracle-working, Mountain-moving, Awe-inspiring, Gasp-giving God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday, I went out the get the mail and as I was opening it there was a bill. A bill that we do not currently have the funds for. I had recently read a post from this same family about how God always provides so as I remembered that, I prayed, surrendered the need to the Lord and moved on with my day. A little later in the day I was checking e-mail as well as a few blogs. As I arrived at "A Place Called Simplicity" and read about the Crazy Love Party she is hosting in the bloggy world. After praying and talking it over, our family has choses to participate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The last 7-1/2 months of our lives have been intense to say the least. &amp;nbsp;On August 11, 2009 God began our adoption journey and little did we know the ride we were in for. God clearly paved the way in a way only He could. Our son, from Ethiopia,&amp;nbsp;has many special needs, some we were aware of and some were surprises once we got home. Yes, we are home! Like I said&amp;nbsp;the way was paved and there was no speed limit. We met Micah on December 28, 2009, 4-1/2 months after&amp;nbsp;the very first informational meeting we attended. As most of you know, in the adoption world this is clearly an act of God. Our son needed immediate medical attention, his life depended on it. One very unusual blessing is that our international agency saw how God had laid out the details, saw the&amp;nbsp;urgency for Micah&amp;nbsp;and they allowed us to complete our adoption without having all the funds raised and chose to believe with us. Micah is now thriving and working his way to health. He is a joy and we are blessed beyond measure to be his family. You can read our entire story of God's fingerprints on our blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So here are the Crazy Love Party details regarding our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Does our family tithe?....Absolutely with every paycheck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;What church do we attend?...The Bridge in Fresno, California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Are we involved at church?....Yes, my husband is a Co-Leader of the Stephen Ministries program. This is&amp;nbsp;a significant weekly committment.&amp;nbsp;I've taken a break to focus on our family for this season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;What is our need?...We have one bill that needs to be paid to our local agency. We also have a larger amount that needs to be repaid. God allowed this larger amount to be borrowed to get the process started and it now needs to be repaid as well. Any gifts will go towards these bills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Did we fundraise for our adoption?...Yes, we did a yard sale, a Christmas Boutique, letters and applied for several grants as well. We did all we could in the few months we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Contact info: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:coombshouse@sbcglobal.net"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;coombshouse@sbcglobal.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thank you so much for taking the time to share in our story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Coombs Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-8789116246270947526?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We got home on Tuesday around noon. Micah was due for his next dose of valium at 3:30pm. This was the first med that needed to be given since being home. So at 3:30pm Micah received his valium. We then went to look at the other meds, the doses and the syringes. We then realized that we were not given adequate syringes to administer the other medications….OR the valium we had just given him. GREAT! Randy called the necessary medical personnel and, yes indeed, Randy and Micah were heading back to the ER at Valley Childrens for observation. Our 3-1/2 hour “visit” home was over. I honestly did not have words for this situation. I could not call anyone. I almost could not think about it. All I could do was stay calm and make the evening the best possible for the girls. Once Randy and Micah were out at VCH they hooked him up to monitors and watched him. He was going to have to be observed for 6 hours from ingestion based on his age and weight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The first 2 hours Micah was very happy and relaxed. He was talking to Randy’s pants, laughing and having a good time. The nurses thought he was hilarious. The valium had relaxed him so he could move his arms in ways he normally cannot due to the CP so he was looking at his arms in amazement. The expressions on his face were priceless. He was indeed having a good time. The next couple of hours he took a peaceful nap. During this time all his vitals began to return to normal and now they had to just wait it out. At this point Randy was ready for some of his own valium, Airborne, mask and anything else that would protect him from the surrounding germs. They were in the middle of the ER during the peak of RSV season. All he could hear around him was coughing, breathing treatments, and diagnosis being given of pneumonia and RSV. At one point he heard someone was there for a dog bite and he was ready to ask if he could be moved next to the dog bite injury. The last thing we need is for Micah to get RSV or for any germs to be brought back to our house from the hospital. So while Randy and Micah were waiting I was home praying for health. About 7 hours from the time they arrived they were released with a stamp of “good to go”. The doctors said that since Micah is so stiff that he probably just absorbed the extra medication and it did not really phase him. I was relieved that our family would all be under one roof for the night. We are expecting this to be the last overdose he ever receives. It’s happened to everyone in our family before so now we can check this off the list of life experiences and move on. Oh, and yes, we have been given several of the correct size syringes. We are all good to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We have a wonderful friend who has offered to set up meals for us as we are adjusting to the various changes, learning the new equipment and Randy returning to work. If you would be interested you can contact her at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:nates5bs@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;nates5bs@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-6638149996091290117?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am excited to share all the details of life as a family…meals together, Wii playing, book reading, crafting, cooking, baking, homework, wrestling, singing, pretending, picking up, dropping off, chores, kisses and hugs all surrounded by lots of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Here we go…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-4329105821934210185?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;On a more positive side of things, in many ways it feels like we have come full circle since being admitted to the hospital. We are getting a chance for the nurses and doctors to see God’s goodness through this hospitalization. Over the last couple of days we have had the chance to see the hospital staff who welcomed us the first night and worked with us that first treacherous week. Now they come by and see a completely different baby. First they notice his true personality, then they comment on how big he looks. They remember the difficulties they experienced with him and helped him through and then I see the satisfaction in their eyes. I have thanked them for the excellent care they have provided and for being part of his story, from sickness to thriving and sadness to joy. God has orchestrated the perfect care for Micah, better than any human could do. We’ve shared the story of God’s goodness in saving Micah and connecting us together. We hope our family has been a blessing to them along the way as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-4126889931718762754?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We are home and doing well. Home Health is all set up and Micah is sleeping. So far he has tolerated the new formula. Now we are decompressing and enjoying being reunited as a family for the first time in over 2 weeks. I'll write about the last 36 hours when I have a bit more time. Thank you all for praying! The prayers were felt in so many ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-5669177665799838268?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE MUST COME HOME &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOMORROW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We can not sit in the hospital to just eat formula.&amp;nbsp;It's cheaper for the same powers that be to pay for the formula vs.&amp;nbsp;more days in the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Update: We are trying a new formula for the next 24 hours. Pray he tolerates it! As long as he does then we will be able to come home tomorow evening. We desperately need to get home. This life style is wearing on us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We have also learned how to vent or burp him through his tube. At first it's weird and kind of gross but really how much easier than waiting for gas to pass. I know there have been countless times with our girls it would of been nice to just "vent" them to eliminate that factor as to why they were fussing and screaming. We have a lot to learn, absorb and apply&amp;nbsp;about the g-tube in a short period of time. As I've said that I'm looking forward to our new normal whatever that may be...this is the first definite new normal item.&amp;nbsp;We can count on always having the g-tube as a part of our lives. There is a chance he will someday be able to eat on his own, we are just a long way from there at this moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;In the last couple of days several of the minor annoyances have been eliminated as well. A couple of nights ago Micah's sixth IV got&amp;nbsp;kinked and&amp;nbsp;went bad. A nurse worked very hard to save it and then it fell apart. Little did we know this would work in our favor. For Micah to have the IV with nothing going in it continuously they have to flush it every 4 hours to keep it open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is how we knew it went bad, it would not flush. When the IV would flush it was very uncomfortable for Micah. At this point the only reason he had it was to give him his morphine. So we discussed our options and decided to stop the morphine, keep up on the Tylenol and have his Valium changed to a form that can go though the tube. Once this was in place we were all good. God's perfect timing is also in the IV's going bad. Awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I'm also very excited that the doctor wrote orders for his vitals to be checked by 10pm and then not again until morning! This means there is no reason for him to&amp;nbsp;get woken up in the middle of the night. This also translates into us not getting disturbed as&amp;nbsp;well. What a difference a good nights rest makes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The best thing of all is that we are getting our happy boy back and he's even happier than before. He is&amp;nbsp;so hilarious! If you have met him you have probably seen his cute smile, his&amp;nbsp;bright eyes&amp;nbsp;and heard his&amp;nbsp;belly laughs and giggles.&amp;nbsp;He has come through this hospitalization even better in so many ways. He loves to play and interact. He's also shown great interest in music.&amp;nbsp;When we have a CD going he will listen closely and sometimes he will start babbling with it as well. It warms my heart to see him thriving.&amp;nbsp;It's amazing what a full tummy can do along with a good nights restand of course great medical care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We are scheduled to go home early Tuesday morning. We have a 10am appointment with Home Health Care to get his gear set up. Your continued prayers are coveted as we are in the home stretch of our stay here and as we transition home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-1716388608669106751?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Our current focus is his feeding. The length of our stay is completely based on how he tolerates his food. The formula he is on comes straight from a pharmaceutical company, it is as basic as it comes and is basically digested for him.&amp;nbsp;His body is not having to work very hard to digest it. Complications with food tolerance&amp;nbsp;will probably be based on&amp;nbsp;the volume he can handle.&amp;nbsp;He is on a continuous pump of formula 24 hours a day. For most of today we have been asking whoever is assigned to us about increasing his feeds. Micah was on less than half of what his goal is. Several of the doctors and the dietician all were saying&amp;nbsp;"Ya, let's increase his feeds"&amp;nbsp;but no one was actually writing any orders to change anything. We were seeing this pattern and when Randy talked to the next doctor he&amp;nbsp;said,"Let's get off the snack plan. He can handle it, let's get going." &amp;nbsp;The primary hospitalist doctor then wrote the orders and we began to make progress. As of this moment he is tolerating almost half of what the goal is along with 1 oz. bottles that we can give him at our discretion. They are increasing the feeds slowly every three hours to see how he does. We are also watching to make sure he does not begin to dry heave.&amp;nbsp;This is a sign that he is not tolerating&amp;nbsp;the volume of food. Since he has had a fundoplication surgery this does not allow Micah to spit up or throw up. Dry heaving can also result in damaging the surgery sights and even pulling out the fundoplication surgery.&amp;nbsp;So far so good. Now we believe, pray and wait it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;As&amp;nbsp;we spoke with the doctor, we learned&amp;nbsp;they are hoping to send us home Monday or Tuesday. This news was a little discouraging. We are all very tired of the hospital routine. We miss being together as a family unit. The every other night at the hospital is wearing on Randy and I. The hospital food is lacking and take-out is tiring...both are expensive. We miss cooked vegetables. The girls are well taken care of by Mama,&amp;nbsp;Papa and&amp;nbsp;Aunties&amp;nbsp;but are still missing our routines.&amp;nbsp;We are all craving our new normal whatever that is going to look like. Now we have to believe that God's timing is perfect in all of this. We've seen the blessing of having Micah in a safe stable place during the constrution, next is the water heater I guess, yes...the water heater is going out. Monday morning we have a company coming out to see what's going on. Thank goodness for a home warranty. So, we are continuing to remind ourselves of God's faithfulness when we begin to get weary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Here are some things we are thankful for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-A Children's Hospital so close to home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Incredible hospital staff who have been wonderful to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Family and friends to help during this time with a variety of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Randy being able to take this time off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Ice Tea, Chocolate, Chik-fil-A, In-n-Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Wireless Internet and a laptop my brother recently "frankensteined" together for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Sound proofing upgrade to our home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Pain medications&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-"Almost's" because that means something bad did not actually happen. Such as Micah "almost" pulled out his IV (a few days ago).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-A Home Warranty to fix our water heater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Facebook and blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-The Olympics and Cable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Crocheting, Knitting and Knifty Knitting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Most of all the prayers that span the globe for Micah and our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3155554386848171616-5806948620480989707?l=godsaidgetmoving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There's also the basic fact that Micah does not like to be messed with. If he wants to sleep then he does not want to be disturbed. Obviously he is adapting to hospital life. Once the doctors and nurses stop touching him he usually calms down goes to sleep. As for all the noises of a hospital.That's another story.&amp;nbsp;The doctor agreed &lt;strike&gt;that purple chickens can sing &lt;/strike&gt;(Thank you Honey...gee I can't even go to the bathroom) to hook him up to the heart monitor sensors but to not plug them in unless he needs monitoring. The heart monitor constantly makes noise that would startle him over and over. So far so good. His oxygen levels have been fine so no need for the heart monitor.&amp;nbsp;This leaves us with only 3 pumps that&amp;nbsp;are&amp;nbsp;fairly predictable as to when they will go off and we have learned how to silence them. Last night, was also the loudest night I have heard in the hospital. They admitted 9 new&amp;nbsp;kids, which means 9 new IV placements and 9 new blood draws and many sets of vitals, etc. We heard A LOT of crying, yelling and screaming. Micah chimed in on&amp;nbsp;occasion and I prayed&amp;nbsp;A LOT for those traumatized kids and their&amp;nbsp;adults.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Today has been much more calm. Micah is resting better. He has tolerated the Pedialyte so they will begin his formula soon. I'm sure he will feel better having some&amp;nbsp;food in his tummy. We are hanging out waiting to learn whatever we need to and praying we will get out of here by Sunday if not earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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