We were talking to a friend not long after our son was born at 28 weeks. They’d also just had a baby and were saying the age-old line: We’re just glad she’s healthy. Which of course – that makes sense. It’s something to celebrate. And it’s rote at this point. A set answer – “I don’t care if it’s a… Read more →
This is the first infertility awareness week since I have experienced pregnancy and having a biological child. It took us five years to get here, and during this time we’ve dealt with our fair share of people who were unknowingly insensitive. From being told “oh [friend’s name] is pregnant, you should get pregnant and have a baby at the same… Read more →
I wrote this four years ago, already over a year into this process. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever share it. I’d go back and forth, hoping it might be helpful for someone and worried that people would think adoption was a second choice, when it’s always been our plan even before we knew what a struggle getting pregnant would… Read more →
As a pastor, former foster parent, and adoptive parent, people say to me all the time, “You must have so many stories. You could write a book some day.” Which is true, I have a lot of stories, the thing is, only a few of them are fully mine to share. I’ve had so many thoughts in my head about… Read more →
It has been exactly a year since our foster daughter (affectionately known as Bean or Little Bean) left our care. It feels like forever and just a few weeks all at once. The last time I blogged was a little after she left. In the year in between I’ve had so much to say, but so much of it wasn’t… Read more →
Bean has been gone 15 days, and we are still unraveling. We are unraveling grief in layers. The hat found in the jacket pocket. The nursery door closed. The cry you think you hear at night. The last time we were here was with her. We are unraveling our lives. Living for just two again is easy and yet… Read more →
So last year my word was cultivate. I went back and read my blog post about it, and I laughed because even then I wanted my word to be flourish or growth. Oh if only I had known. I picked cultivate really as a pushy word. I mean that I was trying to trick my life into getting to growth… Read more →
In February my husband and I began the process of classes and trainings to be foster parents. We’re almost to the end now, hoping that our approval will be coming through any day now or maybe any week now, there’s no way to know for sure. I meant to write about it after we told people, but I’ve still… Read more →
I realize how behind I am to be writing about my word for 2017 in April. It’s not even that it’s taken me this long to decide on my word. I had it picked up by New Year’s Eve. I think my struggle has more so been in knowing how much this word truly fits, and wishing it didn’t. My… Read more →
Last year I set the goal for myself that I would read 50 books in 2016, and while I only made it to 38, I enjoyed keeping track of what I read and having a goal to work toward. This year I’ve decided to be a little less ambitious and am hoping for 45 books, but am off to a… Read more →