Dear sweet baby girl, You might not know what today is but its “Gotcha” day. Two years ago on this very night God chose to write a new chapter into the story of our lives. And I’ll never forget the first few sentences, or moments, in which we first met. You were only 34 inches…
As I sat in the crowded waiting area of the courthouse, I watched as others paced the floor with fear and anxiety. I saw the worry deepen with each step they took. And every time the bailiff would come out to call the next case, everyone would stop…but then quietly resume if it wasn’t their…
The most common question I am asked when seeing someone I know whether at the grocery store, post office, or church is no longer, “How are you doing?” but rather, “So do you get to keep her?” In fact, its only a little past noon and I have already been asked “the question” three times…
Love is in the air! No really, it is! I have been nominated for the One Lovely Blog Award by not one, but six amazing women whom I just adore. They are Electric Mystery, Infertility, U Suck, Twelve Week Eternities, Baby Sans…Baby Brains, My Perfect Breakdown, and Drunk Storks. You are all amazing women and…
Typically, my day begins with me quietly tiptoeing into the kitchen as I do not want to wake up the three-year old cutie patootie we have been hosting since January through the Safe Families for Children program. Once she does wake up from her slumber, I usually grab two bowls out of the kitchen cabinet…
This past Tuesday at 1pm, a judge made the decision as to whether Goldilocks, the three-year old cutie patootie we have been fostering should return home to her family or continue to grace us with her presence a little while longer. Days before, while sitting alone and thinking about the upcoming court date, I asked…
Last week I was asked by a close friend if I would miss Goldilocks when she returned home to her mother. My response was “Ehh.” This “Ehh” is the same answer I always give whenever I am asked if I will be sad when a child leaves our home to be returned to their family. …
While at Walmart last week I turned down the canned food aisle and up ahead I saw a woman pushing her cart with an adorable baby sitting in the front seat of the buggy. I didn’t give it a second thought until our three-year-old foster princess asked me her second favorite question…“Why she got a…
Earlier today while making Valentine Day gift bags to send to a few of my friends, our cute 34 inch tall house guest for the next couple of months (read her story here) came running into the dining room asking me one of her favorite questions… “Whatcha doin?” I smiled and responded with something of…
She stands 34 inches tall, weighs approximately 30 pounds, has the voice of an angel, a giggle that will melt your heart, and the softest blonde curls you will ever touch. Her big brown eyes will captivate you and remind you why you traded in your schedule for hers and your wants for her needs. …
