We finally finished moving out of our house in Kentucky yesterday. 5 months from start to finish. Sigh. Every single time Les was assigned days off during the month, he was called back into work on his days off. We would literally be in the process of working on the house...Read More
There was a news story several years ago that reported a foster mom and dad were arrested for caging their teenage foster children at night (with beds provided). The information shared was that they had 10 foster children who were considered the worst of the worst. They...Read More
Saint John Chrysostom
There is a part of me that is sensitive and feeling vulnerable to the posts I’ve made of late. I’ve even gone back and deleted a couple of them because it left me feeling overexposed. At the same time, it was because of those posts that I was able to find the support and assistance I needed for my family. I can’t help but be thankful to God for granting me strength to allow myself a brief moment of vulnerability in order to help my family.
I’ve been pondering the kind and thoughtful (yet declining) email response I received from a deacon I contacted last month for awhile now. Something he said really caught my attention:Read More
We finally finished moving out of our house in Kentucky yesterday. 5 months from start to finish. Sigh.Read More
I watched as my husband awoke and sat up on the edge of our bed in the still and darkness of the night. As he walked across the room and peered out one of our bedroom windows, I startled him when I asked, “Are you okay?”
“Oh…I’ve been awake for awhile.”
“Writing in my head. I’ve been debating whether or not to get up and type it out so I can go back to sleep.”
“Will you tell me about it?”Read More
There was a news story several years ago that reported a foster mom and dad were arrested for caging their teenage foster children at night (with beds provided). The information shared was that they had 10 foster children who were considered the worst of the worst. They were one of the few families who would take these children.
After all of our experience, after all the stories we’ve read and heard from other foster families – I’d like to know more details to this family’s story before I ignorantly act shocked and declare, “How could they?!”Read More
I once had a parent tell me they didn’t want me watching their children because I didn’t react enough to her liking. As if I was not as qualified to watch her children because I didn’t freak out enough when parenting my own children. I almost laughed out loud at her. The irony was not lost on me.Read More
We have a lot going on in our near future. Three weddings on the horizon and a new addition to our family. Oh my! My role in all three weddings is in differing capacities but I’ve got some planning to do for all three of them. Let’s just throw in a newborn after the first wedding and before the next two to keep things lively! That’s how we roll around here.Read More
This week is all about catching up on laundry from our trip to Georgia and trying to get our furnace fixed. (Two separate stories that I’ll leave silent for now.) Next week, it’s all about setting up doctors in Indiana and finding a therapist for the boys.
Whether it’s an intelligence issue, a biological influence (they show symptoms of fetal alcohol effect), or environmental – my boys have difficulty with simple social skills and learning new concepts. It’s so hard to explain when you don’t live with them day in and day out. People often think I’m just not giving the boys enough credit for simply being young boys. It’s so much more than that though. We teach them many of the social skills that you would teach an autistic child – although none of them are on the spectrum.
Let me give you an example:Read More
We got Niki settled in for her internship for the next 4 months. I kinda felt like I was prepping for MY final exam. How well did I prepare her to live “on her own”? (aka – not in our home)Read More
Christ is Born!
I’m getting to spend this week with all of my kiddos before we move Niki down south! We did a bit of shopping yesterday to get a few things for Niki before she moves. During our shopping, we stopped at Panera for lunch before finishing up. Niki doesn’t read my blog (unless I’m specifically getting permission for writing something about her) so she doesn’t even realize what the content has been on here for the past several posts. Ironically, she started telling me at lunch while I was feeding Gabriel some soup, “Mom…you don’t realize how good the boys are. They’ve come a long way. You go out with them and like a good mom you’re always watching your kids and don’t notice how the kids around you are acting. Mom…other kids have far less manners than the boys.” We go back and forth for a bit then she continues, “I know the boys still have their issues but when we go out, they’re really not that bad compared to other kids.”Read More