I’m not sure what hurts more...
Have you ever looked at a picture and been so overwhelmed with emotion that your heart literally ached?
I wanted a boy. At the time, I already had one boy, so I knew what to expect. But that was not really the reason.
Those 40 weeks crept by, especially in the moment. I gained 41 lbs over those 40 weeks. (Wow, a pound a week! -- Yikes!)
Who did you inherit your eye color from? Your hair color and texture? Your personality? Your love for certain foods? Your athleticism? Your creativeness? For most of us, these questions are simple. We can usually identify a family member or two that we get these traits from. I have never been very interested in my… Continue reading Be Open.
I’ll never be that mom.
We were committed to saying yes for as long as we were needed, for as long as we were helping, for as long as we were called.
To say yes to the child whose behaviors were too extreme for the last parent to handle. To care for them as your own. To answer all the nosy people’s questions. To justify your actions to people who have met your children a handful of times.
I understand that in your mind these words make you feel less than, or that somehow your family isn't a family because it wasn't built on blood. That's not what you believe, but that's how you feel other people think.
To all you well meaning people out there… just stop.