I know that children, eventually, grow out of a need to know exactly where their mother is at all times of the day and night. Eventually. But mine aren’t there yet. It’s 3:13 in the morning, and I am just now able to leave their room without one of them shrieking. We don’t do “cry… Read More You have a child – you will never sleep again!
I have a large bag of fun-size 3 Musketeers bars. A very large bag. I got it Thursday and ate one or two. But since FRIDAY, well, let’s just say that was only two days ago and the bag is now almost empty. There is a reason. Most of you have been in an airport. You know… Read More The cure for too much noise is chocolate
Being a mom is lovely, absolutely lovely. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Keep your corporate job, keep your million dollars, I’ll keep my stay at home with two toddlers life. Seriously. I waited so long to be able to rock children to sleep that I’ll keep it and love it even during the phases… Read More When it rains, it pours (aka: the week of teething, and chickenpox, and several other things)
This little boy my husband and I are fostering is learning SO MUCH. It’s like his brain is full of little Christmas lights and every day we get to see more of them light up. The other day I started sneezing… Me: Achoo! DC: (with a wondering look in his eyes) Hoo? Me: ACHOO! DC:… Read More I love watching him learn
This has been a crazy tiring few weeks. I was already exhausted from selling fireworks at my church’s fundraising stand when God blessed us with a new foster child. He’s an amazing child. He’s smiley, loves toys, and has a most contagious laugh. He eats, he plays. and he sleeps – sort of. It’s the “sort… Read More I’m so tired that I…
If any of you follow my husband’s blog, you know we have been in training to become foster parents. Well today, finally, after long months of preparation, we received our first child! I am over the moon I am so happy. He’s a healthy, active one-year-old boy. I absolutely could not be happier. I have… Read More My best day ever – and his worst
Hubby and I have entered the world of foster care. We will be working with at-risk infants. That will be the ones born with drugs in their systems, or ones who aren’t gaining weight appropriately, or have feeding tubes, or need apnea monitors, or have broken bones, or are living with other similar issues. We… Read More Whatever you did for one of the least of these …
