Hired For a Job That I’m Not Doing

I want to be happy. I want to feel fulfilled. I want to figure out what my passion is and follow it. But, I'm not. And, I haven't (yet). A couple of months ago, I started working. It's not because I wanted to. It's not because I thought I needed time away from my kids. But, I … Continue reading Hired For a Job That I’m Not Doing

I Feel Like I’m failing My Son

I'm going through it with William. I've wanted to write about it but the unfortunate reality is that he's fifteen and doing so violates his privacy to a certain extent. But, still all these words are inside me, my fingers ache to type them and my brain aches to get them out of my head. … Continue reading I Feel Like I’m failing My Son

Being Watched At Walmart

So one day, one of the kids noticed something peculiar about our Walmart receipt, it had my name on it. My name?? We were baffled. How did the register know my name?? We decided it must be because of the new video camera screens at the register. We figured it must be recording our identities … Continue reading Being Watched At Walmart

Homeschool Fun With Insects

  So, it looks like we are embarking on an unexpected insect adventure. Praying Mantises! I was volunteering in one of Antwan's co-op classes and the main teacher also teaches the bug class. She had approximately 200 Praying Mantises with her and was ready to distribute them to her class. I, of course, was all excited … Continue reading Homeschool Fun With Insects

Facing Life With Grief.

Last week, I stood outside the church. I stood there for several minutes, just willing myself to go in. I like my church. I like the people inside. But, I don't like going in anymore because it reminds me of my dad. It doesn't remind me of his smile, his super loud laugh or his … Continue reading Facing Life With Grief.

Daring Myself To Be Patient.

Love is patient. I can't think of many truer statements except maybe something like "chocolate is life." Or "Sleep is awesome," but "love is patient" is up there. I have a soft spot for the cliche and the verse that it comes from.  Brian and I used it in our wedding and we later scooped up this plaque when we saw it at … Continue reading Daring Myself To Be Patient.

Daring Myself To Love My Son.

A year or so ago, I received a book, "The Love Dare."  It was from my priest who is also my facebook friend.  She had read my angsty posts about Kaleb, met with me and then bought me the book.  The idea is that you are given a daily dare which is aimed at improving … Continue reading Daring Myself To Love My Son.

Adoptive Mothers Are Just Mothers.

I’ve been seeing a lot of mothers’ day posts going around.  Well, really, I have seen two.  I just keep seeing them.  One is asking moms to post a picture of their pregnancy, their infant children and their children now.  The other is a survey about the delivery and birth of their first child.  I … Continue reading Adoptive Mothers Are Just Mothers.

Hospitals Have Great Mashed Potatoes But I Don’t Want To Go Back.

A handful of weeks ago, (has it really been that long??), we found ourselves at the hospital with William.  My experience with hospitals is limited.  I had a hernia operation when I was a kid but most of my memories involve me grossing out my friends by showing them my incisions. I also remember my mom surprising me … Continue reading Hospitals Have Great Mashed Potatoes But I Don’t Want To Go Back.

Sometimes Actions Do Speak Louder Than Words.

Brian and I are always fascinated by the way Lizzie expresses her love vs. how the boys express their love. Each of the boys freely gives hugs and will tell us they love them.  But, Lizzie. She doesn't like to say "I love you." She will hug but usually turns her back to lean in … Continue reading Sometimes Actions Do Speak Louder Than Words.