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Our Life with B

B has lived with us for a little over a year. Ya'll. It's been a roller coaster. There is nothing about life that looks the way it did before. There is nothing about life that feels the way it did before. We are suddenly parents to a teen. Teenagers are hard. Autism is hard. Kabuki syndrome is hard. Mood disorders are hard. But we are making it. We have finally settled down as far as appointments go. And thankfully, my family is able to help get her to some appointments, like speech, when our jobs keep us from being able to go. We still struggle with some of her behaviors and knowing the best way to handle them. We have seen an improvement but we still have a long way to go as a family. We, as parents, have a lot to learn. And in turn, we have a lot to teach B. We are still learning about services that may be available for her. And then we have to decide what services may benefit her the most, that will fit in the time that we have. She can only handle so much a
B has been here with us about 6 months now. Ya'll. Just in case you didn't know. Parenting is hard. I know this is not a revelation to most of you. But we didn't ease into it. There wasn't nine months of expectation and dreams of what it would be like to hold a newborn in our arms. We did not have to do the diaper changes, or nights without sleep. It's hard in a different way. When you are parenting a child with special needs, there is a list of things you never thought you would have to think about.  Some nights I lay and stare at the ceiling and think of all the things that were challenges that day, and all the successes. I think of the list of things that needs to be done tomorrow, and try to make mental lists of things to not forget. I am barely keeping all the appointments straight, and I am watching my leave balance at work decline steadily. It makes my desire to be able to stay at home even stronger. Just to be able to manage all the things that need to

Full hearts, tired bodies

About twelve years ago, I received a call that would change my life, and I didn't even know it. Twelve years ago, a little brown haired girl walked up the sidewalk, and into my house, and honestly into my heart. For the next 7 months, there were a lot of days that I didn't know if I was coming or going. We organized schedules of therapies, home visits, family visitations, and medical appointments. We actually became pros in a very short amount of time. We kept notes of every day activities and notes of medical appointments. We went to meetings at the school, we went to foster care meetings, and staffings.  Some days ended in joy, some in tears, but almost all ended with exhaustion. Bedtime for her was 8pm, and I think most days, I was dead asleep by 8:30pm. I was exhausted.  At the end of the seven months, two days after Christmas, I packed all the toys, clothes, shoes, and recently bought Christmas presents into my 2005 Grand Am and took that little brown haired gi

Happy Mother's Day

Happy Mother's Day to all the moms out there. I don't just mean the biological or adoptive mothers. I'm talking about ALL the moms. Maybe you're a foster mother, or a step- mother. Maybe you're a spiritual mother, or someone who is in a mentoring roll to others. You are all mothers. Its not just about biology. It's about the heart. I hope you all have a wonderful day. Find the precious moments that you can to cherish.

What Infertility Means .... to me...

This week is National Infertility Awareness week. I thought I might take a moment and just express what infertility feels like to me. While at times I do feel sorry for myself, this isn't a pity post. Just an awareness one, and one that comes from my heart.  I truly believe that God makes families in many different ways. It can be biologically, fostering, adoption or maybe He choses that your family is just to be the people around you. Although I know that its sounds cliche, but I believe that God's plans for me are better than what I have for myself. I do not know if I will ever have a biological child. I hope too. Very much so. But, I also know if in my life, it is only ever my husband, dogs and I, that I can be happy with that as well.  However, there are days where the ache for a child can be almost overwhelming. When it seems like every woman at the grocery store is pregnant, or when invitations for baby showers, gender reveals and first birthdays arrive. This does not

Ain't it Funny How Life Changes...

So many things have changed, even in the last 2 weeks. Steven and I are doing great. We have settled into life so well. I just realized last week that it has been almost a year since we moved into our home. We are loving the space in the yard and worked hard last summer to clean up the yard a bit. We will have to do some more this year, but its coming along very well. In December, we adopted a new dog. A true blue bluetick coonhound. She's such a sweetheart. She has some nervousness that we are working on. We have named her Peyton, and she gets along great with our other two dogs, Jarvis and Loki. Crate training/potty training is the biggest challenge, but we are making some progress! The battle against infertility continues, but we continue to be hopeful. Knowing that God can make families in many different ways. We actually have had my god daughter come to stay with us. It has been a life adjustment, but things are going well. I think everyone is a little tired, but, we wou

Sundays are for....

All things relaxing...naps, coffee, crock pot meals, reading and even watching Hallmark movies... We overslept this morning, and did not have time to get ready to get to church. I am so thankful that our church streams the service online, so that if you can't be there in person on a Sunday, we can watch online. I love my church, so we don't make the viewing online a routine thing, but it is nice to have in times like this morning or if you are sick. It has been really rainy here this week, and although the sun is shining some today, its extremely windy. I'm a little worried about power outages, but for now, we are good. I try very hard not to complain about the weather. No one can control it. We only can control our reaction or moods to it. But, cheese and crackers, I am very much over the rain. Our yard is just a muddy mess and walking the dogs almost requires giving them a bath. February is my least favorite month. I don't get hyped up for Valentine's Day, a