Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Sweet 16

And as life would have it, I got busy and crazy and missed my post for your 16th birthday. Forgive me, sweet boy?

16 years ago I gave birth to a screaming baby boy.
Let's just face it, that first year was hard on both of us as we got to know each other. One thing was very easy though, loving you. You've always been easy to love.

You have one of the most beautiful hearts I have ever seen.
Your passion for life is contagious.

Growing up hasn't been your favorite and funny thing is... it was never mine either.
Seeing you grow up and reach various milestones has been difficult for me - it means you're closer to paving your own way.

I pray for you daily, that you would find your path and it bring you joy.
I pray you follow Jesus.
I pray you will continue to find laughter throughout life.
I pray you never lose "you" in a world who wants nothing more of you than to conform.

Right now you talk to me, allow me to lay in your bed and snuggle you, you send me funny texts, we talk heavy stuff and ridiculous stuff.

We celebrated your birthday a little early with a "surprise" birthday party. It was incredible to see the kids who came and the amount of love for YOU that was locked up in the gym that night. You are loved.

You have been part of the "Goon Squad" for about 4 years now and seeing you with B, N, and Z is one of the greatest things. You guys "get" each other and you are so goofy together. These guys have your back, Peanut.

You've not yet decided what you want to do when you "grow up" - I'm not too worried about it... I haven't either. :) Whatever you decide, it will surely be a blessing to the world.

I love you, I love you, I love you.
Je t'aime, Je t'aime, Je t'aime.
Mom
xo


178 days

And so this chapter ends.
For 178 days we were blessed to get to know you, love you, comfort you, laugh with you, and hug your worries away.

Sweet I,

You will be forever etched in our hearts as a brave, sarcastic, smart, and loving boy. You love puzzles, dinosaurs, seek and find books, books, adventures, and movies.  You pray the sweetest prayers to Jesus, making sure to pray for every single person at the table and for every single thing we are eating.

You are very protective over your momma and siblings and that melts our hearts.

We will be praying that you continue to grow big and brave and you hold in your heart that you are loved by many.

Go make big things happen, I!
Love, me.
xo

Sweet K,

You, sweet boy, are strong, caring, and tenderhearted. Your imagination and love of dancing have kept us laughing these last few months. You love to color pictures for mommy and play with Playdough. Your constant energy and curiosity of everything are just two of the things we love most about you.

We pray that your strong spirit will continue to lead you to Jesus. You have the sweetest words to Him - keep talking to Him, King! He's listening.

Go be a strong leader, K!
Love, me.
xo

Miss K,

Spending the first few months of your life with you has been a blessing. You are such a happy baby. Your laugh and smile melt our hearts. You have everyone at daycare and here at our home wrapped around your little finger. We have loved to watch you grow and explore the world around you.

We pray you will take steps towards Jesus and you'll love Him as much as we love you.

You have filled our hearts with lots of love and we hope you felt the same in yours.

Let your sweet light shine, K!
Love, me.
xo

Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Stretched

We got our 10 day notice yesterday that our trio is heading home.

A few days shy of 6 months.

It's incredible to look back on this half year journey. They came to us late one night as a temporary placement while the agency looked for a long term placement. We said we wouldn't take 3 kids - we would only do one at a time. Less than 24 hours later, we claimed them as ours. I couldn't let them go. I couldn't let them relive a new home all over again. I couldn't pack up their clothes in that trash bag and ship them out.

For 6 months I have loved them like my own. I have gotten up in the middle of the night and rocked a baby, wiped up puke, rubbed backs and bellies, went to numerous doctor appointments, brushed teeth, wiped tears, gotten the best hugs, played with cars, made lots of puzzles, rediscovered preschool loves, and cried over the stress of it all.

I'd do it all over again. And I will, with another child.

This time with these nuggets has stretched us as individuals and as a family. We doubled the amount of children in our home and that has caused some sharing of attention and space. We have had to live with uncertainty for a long stretch of time - nothing in Foster Care is a "for sure". And our once quiet house has turned into a non-stop noise machine.

We are going to take the next couple of months to devote on our bio kids and each other as a couple. We will refocus and do it all over again because... well, that's what we've been called to do.