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.
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My Son And Honesty…Or Lack There Of.
I've been trying to write this post about William for awhile. (If you are reading this, by the way, that means he is cool with it.) I get a little written and then plan to go back to it and then get sucked into the mom trenches. Before I get back to finish, something else has happened and I … Continue reading My Son And Honesty…Or Lack There Of.
New Homeschool Adventures…Kind Of.
If you've been following my blog then you know that we started this whole homeschooling thing because William had trouble with bullies at school. (If you haven't been following my blog, then , fyi, we started this whole homeschooling thing because William had trouble with bullies at school.) Before everything went down with the bullying, the … Continue reading New Homeschool Adventures…Kind Of.
Raising Kids Isn’t Easy, But Loving Them Is.
Seriously, parenting a teenager is hard. Even on good days, for some reason, it just takes more mental energy to keep up with it. You never know what curve ball is coming your way. With Lizzie and Antwan, I am not surprised when I hear that the water balloon that they were filling up in … Continue reading Raising Kids Isn’t Easy, But Loving Them Is.
Exposing My Kids To Their Culture.
When you adopt transracially, the concern about whether you can adequately expose your children to their black culture and educate them on what it's like to be black in America is a valid one. I have read that many families have chosen to move to more "black" areas, thus making themselves the minority, instead of … Continue reading Exposing My Kids To Their Culture.
Bad Situations Lead To Bad Choices.
I don't even know how to write this. Living as someone who is often amazed that my life is what it is, I'm even more amazed now. But, this time, not in a good way.William. We've worried about him so much over the years. We've watched him struggle and we've watched him succeed. Sometimes, we've been so … Continue reading Bad Situations Lead To Bad Choices.
Your First Parents Didn’t Love You.
They say that adopted children carry a "primal wound" with them as they go through life. A scar from the initial rejection by the people who were "supposed" (to use the term loosely) love and protect them forever. In some ways, no matter how much water you pour in their emotional bucket, it will never completely … Continue reading Your First Parents Didn’t Love You.
New Year, New Life?
I've been wanting to write a blog post. But, I didn't want to write yet another post about how frustrating it is to have a teenager. We all get it, it's harder than I thought it would be. This is not to say that I'm done venting to whoever will listen. Because, well, I'm just … Continue reading New Year, New Life?
How Do You Teach Someone Who Doesn’t Want To Be Taught?
I think that I've figured out one of the main issues with Kaleb and me. When you have kids, one of your biggest obligations is to teach them how to effectively live in this world. How to be a good person. How to cope with those that aren't. From the beginning, we've taught Lizzie, Antwan, … Continue reading How Do You Teach Someone Who Doesn’t Want To Be Taught?
I Remember The Day Lizzie Came To Us
Last Wednesday (September 11th) was the five year anniversary of the day that Lizzie came to us, forever and ever. Of course, we didn’t know that, at the time, that wasn't necessarily true. But, that’s what the case worker told us because she sincerely believed it to be true when she said it. And, that’s what we told the … Continue reading I Remember The Day Lizzie Came To Us