I’m Thankful for Friends Who Talk Adoption

I’m Thankful for Friends Who Talk Adoption

“You know your Mom’s not your real mom,” he quipped casually. My heart nearly tripped as the words rounded the corner from the room where my older kids were playing with a friend. “You’re adopted,” he continued. “Your mom’s not your real mom.” “We’re not 

Missing My Son’s Mom: An Adoption Confession

Missing My Son’s Mom: An Adoption Confession

Psst…for those who are new, it’s a November Adoption Celebration Month on my blog!  Have you ever wondered or worried if you’d be able to handle a relationship with an adopted child’s birth parent?  Find courage in reading my personal story and the perspective of my 

Dear Husband, [Insert Sappy Title Here]

Dear Husband, [Insert Sappy Title Here]

Dear Husband, I don’t know how to start this letter.  I thought about using some sappy music line about you lift me up to soar or fly or generally be airborne.  Like one of the lines from this song: Except I know that’s not exactly 

Dear Husband, I Can Explain…

Dear Husband, I Can Explain…

Husband of mine, when you get home you may have a few minor questions for me.  You know, mostly revolving around when and why the sanity left our home. While I’m not able to fully answer that without a lawyer present, I can at least 

Immature Mom Moment?

Immature Mom Moment?

My counselor asked me once why I always feel behind.  Oh gracious, I could write a book about that. But it all starts with intending to wake up before my children, and snoozing in just a few extra peaceful minutes only to find one of them waking me 

Wanted: Failing Moms

Wanted: Failing Moms

I stifled my suffocating emotions as I cuddled the boy I’d reduced to frightened tears only moments before.  It didn’t matter that he had pushed all my buttons.  It didn’t matter that he’d angrily pulled the dresser drawers onto his bed and had plastered the floor with 

Three Ships to Neptune (Vaca Day 5)

Three Ships to Neptune (Vaca Day 5)

Hi Again CT, Miss us yet?  It’s been five days, not that you’re counting or anything.  Virginia decided today that we’d hung out together enough for her to be vulnerable and really be herself…so we got a scorcher.We might brave the beach later.  You know, 

Son of a Beach (9 Problems With Paradise: Vaca Day 4)

Son of a Beach (9 Problems With Paradise: Vaca Day 4)

Don’t judge me CT….I love the ocean- really I do.  But there are just a few minor issues I have with paradise.  So I made a quick list:1. Rental coffee cups. (The one of the left.) For some reason, most of the lake-house or cottage rentals I’ve 

Beach Blitz Breakdown (Vaca Day 3)

Beach Blitz Breakdown (Vaca Day 3)

Hey CT… Short post today- this Mom is tired.  I thought I’d break down the way my 3 kids have tackled this beach thing.   Youngest to Oldest, here goes: My 3 year old: This normally fearless kid has always been highly suspicious of water.  No 

Mom Vacation Confessions (Day 2)

Mom Vacation Confessions (Day 2)

Hello Again CT, I really should have mentioned where we were headed in my last update.  Oops.  Mom details.  As I write this now, we’ve arrived at our destination: Virginia Beach! Our morning in the hotel was basically… The Good: The waffle machine worked!!  Free