I have no good excuse whatsoever as to the length between my last post and this one. And now it's the end of the year. Instead of a thoughtful and eloquent post about reflecting on the season, taking time to enjoy, slowing down and being present...I'm taking it to the gutter. Ok, not exactly. But I've got my sassy pants on today, seems my sappy pants are in the pile of laundry that Tucker is (piece by piece) hurling out of the hamper so he can use it as a cage. For the 3rd time in the last hour. ... View the Post
Keep Calm. It’s just a Home Study.
"You'll need a completed home study." Scratch record. They're going to study this home? The one with baseboards that haven't seen a damp paper towel in oh, 7 years? The one with full strength, non-organic, whole gallon chocolate milk in the fridge. There's a dead plant on our back porch. Two on the front porch. In fact, flowers make the sign of the cross when I load them in my buggy at Lowes. There's still a Christmas candle in one of the windows. And after the social worker enters "crayon ... View the Post
Together we are Motherhood.
I try to put my mind in her world sometimes. The mother that will choose us. I wonder outloud in my prayers and silently in quiet moments what her thoughts and fears are. As the sun rose this morning, on the day meant to honor and celebrate motherhood, what condition is her heart in? Did she feel the baby kick today? If she’s made her decision already, surely the feeling must be the ultimate manifestation of bitter and sweet. As I walk downstairs to find flowers, I wonder if she has someone in ... View the Post
Team Expansion
Before and after Tucker’s complicated birth, we prayerfully and thoughtfully considered all the options for growing our family. Or not. We both felt the decision to expand our team couldn't really be made until we knew the extent to which Tucker’s needs might require 100% of our attention. So we waited, and listened. We talked to doctors and each other about things like odds, statistics and uncertainty. Our road to parenthood was rough the first go round, y’all. And while I've made peace with my ... View the Post