How I Lost the Ability to Have an Adult Conversation

Monday, September 11, 2017

My oldest son is nine years old. This means, I've spent the last nine years regressing in my ability to have an adult conversation. It was a slow regression, so I didn't notice it happening. I blame all the adults in my life that saw it happening and did nothing to stop it. So during a recent self evaluation I decided find out how it happened. Here's what I came up with:

1. I haven't seen the news in eight years. My husband can attest to this. During the first year of my oldest son's life I would watch the news while nursing or feeding him. I had it on in the background, so I had some small clue as to what was going on in the world. Then he turned one and all of the sudden, he had an opinion on what was on the television. So, for the last eight years I have learned the words to the Elmo theme song, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse theme song, Jake and the Neverland Pirates theme song, and can name a multitude of super heroes and super villains. And know the backstory of said super villains and heroes. I have also learned to stay away from gigantic vats full of glowing radioactive goo, in the unlikely event that I should fall into it, turning me into a super stretchy villain like the reformed thief, Plastic Man. #betyoudidntknowthat Most of my current knowledge lends me very little to work with in the adult conversation arena. (Unless I find myself at one of those Comic-con Events, but don't ask me who the Vice President is.)

2. I have 4th grade homework. Now that some of my children are school age, I have homework. Somehow I thought by graduating high school I would have the right to no homework, but apparently when you decide to procreate you relinquish such rights. So now I am surrounded by 4th grade, 1st grade, and preschool vocabulary lists, spelling lists, and math problems. I'll be honest, a refresher on 4th grade math is probably not a bad idea.

3. Parenting Books. That's right! I partially blame parenting books. While learning how to be a better parent (and crap like that), I've learned to talk in a way that my children understand and can relate to. Ok, this is pretty good advice when you are in fact talking to your children. But my girlfriends didn't appreciate it when I asked, "Would you like to come over for coffee before you make your bed or after you make your bed?" Nor did my husband find it amusing when I asked him, "Would you like to put away your folded laundry before dinner or after dinner?" Again, great when talking to your children. I wouldn't recommend it when talking to your spouse or friends....or boss. "Would you like me to do some work before I nap at my desk or after I nap at my desk?"

4. I have boys. I'm married to one so I should have seen this coming, but boy vocabulary is very different from girl vocabulary. I now refrain from trying to have an adult conversation with a stranger for fear that I might blurt out, "I FARTED! Can you smell it? It's a stinky one!" I would like to add, this is a direct quote...and not my own. Also, I'd like to apologize in advance if I accidentally yell that I am faster or bigger than you. I'm sure I don't mean it.

5. I am a stay at home mom. Which means?? I am either at home, driving, at church, at school, or at the grocery store, but mostly at home. Fortunately, with Preschoolers you have "play dates,'' which  is actually code for a gathering of people with small children in order to have another adult to practice the art of adult conversation with.  We just tell other people its for our children's benefit, that they are learning to communicate, share, blah, blah, blah. Don't lie! We do it for us! We do it so that we don't forget how to spell the words like MISSIPPIPPI, I mean MISSISSIPPI or SUPPOSEDLY. And while you would think I could listen to the news in my car while spending endless hours driving my children from point A to point B, you'd be wrong. One, my children now have an opinion on the music as well (Don't get me started). Two, because I can't. Radio is for singing, not talking. Asking me to listen to talk radio is kiiiinda like asking me to voluntarily allow an uneducated person to pull my teeth. I'd rather listen to my boys' playlists than talk radio.

This also means I have been surrounded by developing talkers for a while now. You can only hear preschool referred to as "Spre-cool" only so many times with out beginning to say it yourself. I now refer to police cars as "wee-ooo cars", a small wound is an "ouchie," "owie," or "boo-boo." The restroom has become the "potty," and vitamins are "bitamins.'' The list goes on, I feel like I am literally involuntarily dumbing down my vocabulary a little bit each day. #dumbingisaword This also means that if I can touch it, see it, want it, or think it it's referred to as "mine.'' I don't make the rules.

6. I work with the youth group. In my free time...😆😆😆😆 I mean...On Wednesday evenings I work with the youth group at our church. I love working with the youth group, but let's be honest. This means I spend my Wednesday evenings talking to the backside of everyone's cell phones. Clearly what Peter said to Paul is not as enthralling as what Steven said to Stacey...three years ago.

So, while I might be in search of a protective headband that will prevent the brilliant yet evil Gorilla Grodd from gaining control over my mind. It's not all bad. I know how Curious George is. I know how to give my children chores with choices, I'm almost smarter than a 4th Grader, and my kids do know how to share, sort of.

So let's face it, if Mickey doesn't say it to Donald Duck, I probably won't hear about it for another eight years. I'll wait and brush up on my current events after my children graduate.

Thank you for reading!!

If I Only Do One Thing Right...

Saturday, September 9, 2017

As a foster family, we have committed to showing up at the CYFD office twice a week so that our foster son can continue in his relationships with his biological family.  One day, on our way to the CYFD office, my eldest son was sitting in the front passenger seat while we were waiting in the left turning lane for the street light to turn green. Being that we were in the left turning lane meant we were nearest the center median. On the center median there was a man, a young man dressed in dirty tattered clothing holding up a cardboard sign that read:


Now, God has somehow tied my heartstrings to the hungry, those in need, orphans, and the downtrodden, so instantly my heart broke. I quickly reached for my wallet, pulled out what little cash I had left, rolled down my window and handed the young man my money. "I will be praying for you," I tell him. "Thank you," was his response. I rolled up my window and fought back tears, for I had seen this same young, hungry man a couple of times before. 

I know that as a parent I mess up daily. I am constantly failing to meet my own standards as a parent and a mother. There are days I do great, and days I fail to meet reasonable expectations. Some evenings I lay my head on my pillow a little proud and others I meet my pillow with tears of disappointment in myself. But if I do only one thing right, God, please let it be that my sons see the connection between Love and You, through Mike and myself. Please Lord, let it be that You are in the forefront of their minds. Please Lord, let it be that they desire what You desire, that they love what You love, and that what breaks Your heart breaks their hearts. Let it be that they see this lived out firsthand through their parents.

I don't know what that young man's story is. I don't know how he fell into hard times. Maybe he made some bad decisions, or perhaps he just had bad luck after bad luck. I do know it is not my job to judge how he got there, it is simply my job to show God's Love through kindness, regardless of how he ended up there.

I would rather make the mistake of helping someone who perhaps didn't need it, than make the mistake of not helping someone who truly needed it.

John 13:34-35 says, "A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another." I think often of the story Jesus tells in Matthew chapter 25 of the sheep and goats:

31“When the Son of Man comes in his glory, and all the angels with him, he will sit on his glorious throne. 32All the nations will be gathered before him, and he will separate the people one from another as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats. 33He will put the sheep on his right and the goats on his left.
34“Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. 35For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’
37“Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? 39When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’
40“The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’

If I only do one thing right as a parent, I hope it's being a doer of the Word. James 1:22 says, "But be doers of the word and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves." There is definitely room for me to improve my knowledge of the Bible, and part of being a doer includes seeking that knowledge. I can't be a doer of the Word if I don't know the Word, right? 2 Timothy 3:16 tells us, "All Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting, and training in righteousness, so that the servant of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work." I want my children to know that I am a disciple of the Lord's because they have seen me model the love for others. I know I need to do a better job of being in the Word so that I am "equipped" to do so.

I don't just want to read the Word, I want it to transform me. I want my children to be able to make the connection between Mom reading God's Word, and Mom living God's Word. I want to keep in step with the Spirit. (Galatians 5:25) If I am reading and absorbing God's Word like I should and being a doer of the Word, I feel confident that other areas of my life will improve. If I am living out God's Word, I will be a better wife. If I am living out God's Word, I will be a better mother. If I am living out God's Word, I will be a better friend, neighbor, etc.

I know that I won't always do this right, I know that there will be plenty of times I fail to set the example that I hope to be. But my goal will always be that my children see me continually striving to align myself with God's good and perfect Will. I also know that my actions alone do not save me, but that my actions will be an outpouring of my heart. Proverbs 4:23 "Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it." God willing, my children will be able to see my heart through my actions and know that I've given it to God. 

Back to that day in the car, Bode, still sitting there in the front passenger seat quietly says, "Mom?" "Yeah, Bud." "It seems like every time we come here there are people who need help, and every time you help them. It's like God put your heart on them." "You are right Bud. God did put them on my heart."

Thank you for reading!!!

Family Vacay: Organized Packing

Monday, July 10, 2017

Hello there!! I hope your summer is going smoothly!! We have been enjoying the longer days, sunshine, and warm evenings on the back porch. But I think I can honestly say our favorite part of summer is our family vacations!! We've been so blessed with lots of family which means lots of traveling! We've gone to Yellowstone; cruising to Belize, Honduras, and Mexico; and to the east coast all with family. After going on a few vacations I have found that I have learned a few ways to help us stay a little more organized on our trips.

Matching Outfits for Crowded Places
When it comes time to pack, I am a pretty particular person. I like to be methodical and organized. One of my biggest pet peeves is living out of a messy and disorganized suitcase. So I typically spend quite a bit of time when packing for the whole family. One thing I did when we went on a cruise was buy matching swim suits for all three boys. This was so that we could easily spot our children when on the boat or beach. It worked!! It worked so well that for this years trip I packed all matching (or closely matching) outfits for each day.

We had some kind of a general idea of what we'd be doing each day on our trip. We also knew that we'd be visiting a lot of busy crowded places, so again, the matching outfits were extremely helpful! I know this sounds expensive, but with some careful planning it really wasn't. I used what we already had for the boys, and only bought what I needed to plan the outfits. I was very lucky that Old Navy was having a 40% off sale with free shipping! YAY!

Packing in Laundry Mesh Bags
Once I had picked out their outfits, I packed by the outfit for each boy. I purchased a bunch a very cheap laundry mesh bags from the dollar store. They turned out to be the perfect size for packing an entire day's outfit. For each boy I packed their shirt, shorts, socks, and undies per day per laundry bag. Then I packed each boy one laundry mesh bag with a "nice" outfit, just in case. Finally, I packed "extras" for each boy. I put a few extra socks, undies, a couple of long sleeved shirts, one pair of pants in a mesh bag. Boys can get so dirty I was careful to pack extras but I tried to not over do it. Mike likes to pack for himself, and he also likes to use the mesh bags to pack his clothes.

Personal Water-packs for the Kids
It's common for summer vacation destinations to be filled with amusement parks, a lot of outdoor activities, beach days, etc. One of our favorite travels tricks is a personal water pack for each boy. We found these on amazon for only $25 at the time we purchased them. They are great!!! These enable the boys to stay well hydrated while hiking, playing, and adventuring. They also have a few small pockets, perfect for storing a pair of sunglasses and a few snack packs per boy. BONUS: Mom and Dad don't have to carry EVERYTHING, and they LOVE have their very own packs to carry. There is even a little extra room for special treasures like the rocks or sea shells they pick up. 

For this particular trip, we were traveling far and gone for 9 days so I packed three suitcases that were to be checked in at the airport. One for the older two boys to share, one for my youngest and his Daddy, and one smaller one for me. 


 Sticker Books instead of Crayons
 In the picture below, the boys are sporting their "airport day outfits." They also each had one backpack for the day of flights. Each backpack had one sticker book, and enough snacks for the flights. The older two had their tablets, and Benjamin had a story book. We kept the contents simple and light. I felt like if they had too many choices they wouldn't know what to pick. The sticker books were GREAT! They were full color pages of fun things like pirates, pets, or dinosaurs with blank faces awaiting sticker eyes, noses, mouths, etc.  I linked a similar book here. I liked them because while they kept the boys well entertained, they were not at all messy nor were there a million parts or pieces like some travel toys have. I didn't have to worry about Benjamin drawing on a stranger or chasing after a roll away crayon on the crowded airplanes.

 Suitcase Organizing Pouches
One of my all time favorite items I use to help stay organized while packing are these travel pouches. I LOVE these travel pouches. They helped organize my suitcase and it stayed that way the entire trip! I used the largest cube pouch for my shorts and two pairs of pants. I used the medium size cube for all of my shirts. The smallest cube held my panties, bras, and fashion tape. I used the largest laundry pouch for my pajama set, the medium sized pouch held my swim suit, and the smallest pouch I kept empty just in case it was needed. I used the shoe pockets for my shoes, and rolled up two dresses to set on top of the travel pouches. I used another small pouch for jewelry and one for hygiene products. I like to keep my makeup pouch with me, so I kept that in my purse for the majority of the trip. If interested, I can show you the contents of my purse and how I keep it organized for travel and for day to day use. Although, I typically carry a diaper with me these days.

 So there you have it! Some of my favorite tips for traveling organized with a family. I hope this has been helpful in some way. Enjoy the rest of your summer vacation!

Thank you for reading!

Summer Chore Charts

Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Hello there! Well, are you parents ready for summer?? I don't know about you, but I feel like there is a fine line between balancing a summer bucket list of fun and overbooking ourselves. Sometimes I am so worried about the arguing and bickering that I am tempted to plan, plan, plan, leaving very little time for some spontaneous fun. And that's what summer vacation is for, right? Impromptu family gatherings, late night barbecues, last minute mini vacations.

I approach each summer a little differently I suppose. I try to remember what has worked in years past and throw out what didn't work quite as well. This year I have decided to put together a plan for summer chores. When my children know what is expected of them, they do a pretty good job of delivering. I think that can be true for most children. Consistency is key here.

At the beginning of this past school year I had put together new chore charts to help with the morning madness. On the charts I separated their Morning Chores from their Afternoon and Evening Chores. This I found worked out really well. When the boys woke up for school they knew exactly what was expected of them, and most days they completed their Morning Chores no problem. There was still the occasional whining, crying, and dilly dallying from the boys, but in general and as the year went on, they became accustomed to what was expected of them and completed their chores in a timely manner.

The Morning Chores for my two oldest were the following:

Get Dressed
Eat Breakfast
Brush Teeth
Brush Hair
Make Bed
Put Away Laundry (Bode's Chore)
Put Away Toys in Room (William's Chore)

As you can see the majority of their morning "chores" is just what is needed to get up and ready for school with the addition of beds made and the room picked up. When asked, "Can we watch tv?" My response has been, "Did you finish all of your morning chores?" This has been incentive enough that my oldest son would wake up a little early in order to complete all of his chores so that he could watch a show before heading off to school. When focused, the boys could finish all of their morning chores in 20 minutes.

Separating their chores into Morning, Afternoon, and Evening was the shining star of our chore charts. The boys knew what was expected of them and when, and I believe they found it a little comforting to know they didn't have to complete all the chores at once. So when I created their summer chore charts I kept the format the same, except I got rid of the "evening" chores. During the school year, "afternoon chores" were completed after a snack and some down time. Our plan for the summer is to do "afternoon chores" after lunch.

After a conversation with a friend of mine I decided to try the Job System with the boys. They will no longer be offered an allowance for completing their chore charts. Their chore charts will be a expectation for being a helpful member of the family and learning to take on responsibility as a contributing family member. However, if they would like to earn money we have come up with a list a jobs that can be completed for a predetermined amount of money. Many of these jobs can be completed in a matter of minutes.

I like that by doing this they learn that money will not just be handed to them, but earned. Once they have completed their chore charts they will be allowed to complete as many of the paid jobs as they'd like throughout the week. The job cards I made were inspired by another blogger's job cards I found here. I loved the style of her job cards, but decided the jobs were not quite what I was looking for, so I decided to make my own.

When the boys came home from school the other day, I explained the new chore/job system to them. I was surprised at how motivated my son, Bode, was by seeing the "money" hanging with the job cards. He immediately finished his chore chart so that he could get started earning money. In one afternoon he earned $14 doing jobs like clean and vacuum the van, pick up doggy poop, disinfect the door knobs, etc.

Then, the following morning he woke up early to complete his Morning Chores so he could pick a job to do. Before he left for school he had gotten himself ready, fed, made his bed, picked up the laundry, then swept and mopped both bathroom floors and he was so excited as we moved the fake money into his envelope to be exchanged for real money at the end of the week.


 Our chore chart center includes the chore charts, envelopes for each child's earnings, the job cards, monthly calendars, a notes page, and a year-at-a-glance calendar. The notes page can be found here, and the year-at-a-glance calendar can be found here. I picked up these two from one of my all time favorite organizing bloggers, her printables are the best. The monthly calendar printables I found here, I like these ones because there are no dates and can be used over and over again.

I bought the cork board tiles and colorful binder clips from Wal-Mart. I think the binder clips are my favorite part of the whole system! Underneath the year-at-a-glance calendar I put two envelops. One envelop holds the extra job cards and the other holds the extra "money." I use the "notes" page all the time! I love the colors, and the lined paper is great for list making. I have another one printed and laminated hanging on my refrigerator. I use it for keeping track of random groceries or items I need to pick up from the store. The envelope under the "notes" page is for our elusive dry erase you can's missing. Again. 

I did a chart for each of the three older boys, They are ages 9, almost 6, and 3. I blocked out the circles on the days that they do not have to do those chores. Typically our weekends are pretty busy with this and that, so realistically I know chores wouldn't get done on most Saturdays, and we just don't push the chores on Sundays.

I just give William a Swiffer duster for his "dust the hallway" chore, and he runs it over all of the wood work in the hallway. Does it do a perfect job? Not even close. But it's just a stepping stone for helping out. 

As you can see,  Benjamin has very few chores. The few that he does have he can do with ease. Right now we are more focused on Benjamin helping out and less focused on Benjamin completing the chart. 

Right now, the boys are capable of completing their morning chores in about 20 minutes and their afternoon chores in 45 to an hour, depending on how focused they are. My boys are typically up by 7am and in the summer they are in bed near 9pm. Which means their chores only take, at most, an hour and half of their 14hr day. This leaves the boys with plenty of time for all kinds summer fun, activities, and outings! They are being helpful members of the household, learning focus and responsibility, and typically when doing their chores they are too busy to be getting into trouble or bickering with each other. And now that they are earning money they will slowly begin to learn financial responsibility as well.

For the job cards, I tried to come up items that both Michael and William could do. I also tried to come up with jobs that required very little of my help. Now with the boy's chores and jobs out of the way, the boys and I are going to come up with a summer bucket list of fun stuff to do together!!! I am looking forward to a some of the ideas the boys have thrown out there. 

Thank you for reading and have a great summer!!! 

Early Morning Madness

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Four. Four kids. Four boys. Four mouths to feed. Four sets of laundry. Four completely different personalities. Four different schedules. Four pairs of shoes to find.

In the midst of learning what life with four is like, I went through what some might call initiation one unsuspecting day.

Everyone was up and getting ready for school. We were getting dressed, making beds, and eating our breakfast when I walked down the hallway in search of Benjamin.

Benjamin had gotten quiet. In a bustling household brimming with boys, silence is golden...for a whole thirty seconds, until you realize that silence is scaaaaary. A little worried, I quickened my pace, "Benjamin..." "Hey Mom!" he said to me, happy as all get out. There he was standing in the bathroom holding a poopy pull-up that he took off himself, had dunked into the toilet, and was whipping around like a cowboy working his lasso.

"NOOOOO!" I ran in, cleaned him up, then cleaned up the mess. Then, I made two lunches, checked two backpacks, helped find two pairs of shoes, and kissed Michael and William goodbye, and sent them off to school. Glad to have the toilet troubles behind us, I got Benjamin settled in with a little Mickey Mouse Clubhouse so that I could take a shower. I put Baby Boy in his little bouncy seat in the bathroom doorway so I could keep an eye on him. The moment I stepped into the shower Baby Boy simultaneously decided he was not havin' it and screamed the entire time I was rushing through my shower.

I got out, quickly dressed, and got Baby Boy settled in for breakfast. He is a big eater and he loves his baby food! I was about halfway through feeding him when suddenly he projectile vomited about 2 days worth of baby food all over him and myself. It's only 9:30 in the morning. Fan.Tastic.

Still, I cleaned up (again), cleaned up Baby Boy, and threw all the clothes and towels into the wash. I now had just enough time to get the diaper bag together and load up the two younger boys and head out for Baby Boy's appointment. We got there on time, and then Benjamin and I headed out to pick up some things from Wal-Mart during the appointment. We quickly picked out what we needed, and very carefully picked a self check out line that had only one woman in it. As the other lines around us filled up I realized I was behind the Slowest. Woman. On. The. Planet.

"Someone is messing with me!" I thought to myself while I looked around for tv cameras.  "Is this for real? Is she for real?!?" I thought this had to be a set up. First, she couldn't decide on which items to scan. Then, she couldn't decide on how to scan. Finally, she couldn't decide where to put the item. OH. MY. GOODNESS.

Needless to say I was a little late picking up Baby Boy from his appointment. My first time late to pick him up, by the way. #notmyfault #slothwoman

Finally, we began making our way home while I started day dreaming about nap time. Ah, nap time. I used to judge those parents that would rearrange their world and schedule for nap time. Shame on me! If only I had known how truly sacred nap time really was. Now I know! Nap time is to be treated with the utmost of reverence. You do not mess...with nap time.

Not all mornings look exactly like this, we seem to be professionals at creating a good variety of crazy and chaos. Some mornings are substantially stressful while others seem to be almost perfect. Chaotic or calm. Crazy or collected. Wacky or wonderful. I love it all.

It can be so hard at times to remember the blessings in the middle of the mess. But taking time to take a picture of the little dusty foot prints on the floor that I JUST cleaned (Seriously ya'll, we're talking 60 whole seconds of clean.), or cuddling when I feel I am too busy, or indulging in a special treat with the kids can be a small way to slow down and soak up the blessings.

Just in case you were wondering, while Benjamin was busy not napping, he was coloring on his legs with a neon green Sharpie.

Thank you for reading!!

Our First Placement Call

Monday, April 24, 2017

We turned in our application and started our training for foster care in November of 2016 and about four months later we had completed the training, the home study, and received our first placement call.

Our phone call came a little sooner than expected. Partially because we just assumed the final paperwork would take some time making it's rounds, and partially because we had decided to take in ages 2 and under. We really would love to be able to say yes to any child needing a home, but taking into consideration the safety of our biological children and their needs we knew ages 2 and under would be the best fit for our family.

So you can imagine my surprise when I unexpectedly received our first placement call four days after our final home study visit!! Benjamin and I were on our way to the zoo with a few of our friends when I noticed I had missed a call from an unknown number. Then I saw I had a message from another caseworker, "Hey Stefani, do you have a minute? Rachel needs to talk to you." Assuming the unknown number was my caseworker, Rachel, I immediately called her back.

I was sitting in the front passenger seat next to one of my girlfriends, and another one of my girlfriends was sitting behind me. "Hey you guys, I just missed a call from CYFD, I'm just gonna give them a quick call back."

"Maybe it's a call for a baby??!?" One girlfriend said excitedly to another.

"Hey Stefani! You'll never believe this but we received your home study yesterday and you were approved! Also, we have an 8 month old baby boy that needs a home if you guys are willing?"


Reading my surprise, my girlfriends realize that this. Is. Happening. Now! My breath hitches.

Shocked, I managed to squeak out, "Um, I'm gonna cry right now....just so you know."

She gave me a little bit of information on the baby, I told her I'd call my husband and then I'd call her back. I immediately called  Mike, "Hey Babe, I just got a call from Rachel...." I tell him about the baby and say, "They'd like to know if we want to take him in."

"Well, that is why we are doing this, tell them 'yes!"

So I did.

Our new baby wouldn't be arriving home until later in the day, so my girlfriends and I decided to try to carry on with our plans with the exception of making a quick stop for bottles, formula, diapers, wipes, clothes....etc. I am so glad that I was with great friends for this moment. Friends that knew my heart for these kids, friends who knew our desire to help, friends who had been there for us throughout the whole process, friends whose eyes were teary like mine, and friends that were SO EXCITED! It just made my day. The entire time we were at the zoo we kept saying, "Oh my goodness!" "I can't believe this is happening!" "You have a baby!" "I have a baby!" "Another boy!" "Oh my goodness!" "I can't believe this is happening!"

It was very surreal, being at the zoo, all of us trying to act and feel like it was a normal day all the while knowing it was not. Wonder and excitement had pretty much engulfed our day and conversations. I will never forget how blessed I was by the support my girlfriends offered, just by being as excited as I was! As we began to make our way back home I was in contact with my caseworker, they were going to be bringing the baby to our house very shortly after our arrival home. Suddenly wonder and excitement was replaced with nervousness and curiosity. "What will he be like?" "Will he be sad?" "Will he be upset?" "How much does an 8 month old eat?" "Can he crawl?"

It's amazing how quickly you forget about what it's like to take care of a baby when your kiddos grow up!!

I made it home, I got Benjamin settled in with a snack and a show, then paced. I paced a little, then cleaned a little, then paced a little, then cleaned a little...then I saw a white car pull up. You can read article after article on what to expect when expecting a foster care placement, but I will never forget the concoction of butterflies and feelings swirling around inside me. Everything we had done in the past four months as a couple revolved around this moment. All the paperwork, the home visits, the questions, the conversations, the training, and so much prayer had led up to this moment. I began giving thanks to God and praising him  for all of the people in our life that prayed along with us and for us throughout this entire process.

I stepped outside to meet Baby Boy and was greeted with a great big gummy grins and the most adorable dimples. "We are so glad you are here," I told him.

The Problem with Coffee, A Mother's Dilemma

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Heat kettle.

 Boil water. 

Grind beans. 

French press. 

A little creamer. 



The Baby wakes. Change and feed Baby. Take the 5 yr old to school. Come home. Heat coffee.

Doorbell rings. The dog got out. (Again? Isn't that why we got a fence?) Thank irritated neighbor for returning dog.

Dryer dings. Switch out the laundry. Fold quickly, so it doesn't wrinkle. Heat coffee.

Toddler has accident. Changed soiled clothes. Baby's hungry. Feed Baby while reading Spider-Man book to the Toddler. 

Baby goes down for a nap. Yay! Heat coffee. Take a sip.

Toddler " needs" Batman costume. And sippy cup, where is the sippy cup? And his Elephant. Holy Pull-ups Batman! The Toddler needs to pee! Off with the Cape! To the Bat bathroom!

Decide to write a blog post one day about making your coffee and drinking it too. Heat coffee.

Dryer dings. Already? Switch out laundry. Fold quickly. Ok, where is my coffee? In the microwave. Hmm.

Uh! Toddler screaming. Kiss the boo boo. Toy Story band aid.

Phone rings. Baby wakes! Curse who called. Pick up 5 yr old from school.

Get home. Make snacks. Heat coffee. Take a few sips. Chat with the boys. 

Time for soccer! Find shin guards. Where is that Toddler? Find Toddler putting new expensive mascara on...his cheeks!

Snacks. Water bottles. Shin guards. One, two, three boys. Let's go!

Wave goodbye to coffee.

Sound familiar to anyone? No? Am I the only one? 

Maybe, maybe the problem is not the coffee. Maybe the problem is me. Psalm 46:10 tells us, " Be still, and know that I am God." I have found that when I force myself out of bed a little earlier than the rest of our clan, and spend some quiet time with The Lord, the rest of OUR day goes smoother. You don't have to be a mom of young children to be busy. Everyone's crazy looks a little bit different. This just happens to be a small glimpse into my crazy. No matter what your crazy looks like, it will be a lot easier to manage with The Lord on your side. So take the time to ask Him to walk with you today. You'll be glad you did.

So. New plan.

Heat kettle. Boil water. Grind beans. French press. A little creamer. Drink slowly. And Be Still.

Enjoy your cuppa! ;)

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