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My little trooper - had his 4-month wellness checkup today and is doing great - then got shots and cried for 1/2 second #growingupsofast #proudpapa #fosterson #dino #rainbowfamily #lbgtfamily #gayparents #gaydads #gayhusbands #twodadsandababy
I love these two guys more than they know ❤️ This was from yesterday when we ventured into NYC. It was Jayda’s first train ride, and then later on his first subway ride. We spent the day with some of his birth family, and it was more special and blessed by God than I even thought possible. I am so grateful we have the opportunity to stay connected with them. Adoptive parents, unless the circumstances are extreme and truly unsafe, I encourage you to do all you can to continue having a connection with your child’s birth family. We’re not perfect with this AT ALL, but after yesterday I see how good it can be and how much it means to our son. That makes it more than worth it.
Yesterday my sweet friend @_erikawall took my foster son Christmas shopping for me. She texted me from the store —> he said to the cashier “This is for someone very special. It’s for a foster Mom that I’m living with. And I love her” 😭😍 He was so excited when he got home that he had to get a picture. Guys, I’ve been super transparent about this placement being extremely difficult as well as the transition of my last placement being so heartbreaking. Things haven’t been sunshine and rainbows- that’s for sure. However, I LOVE THIS LIFE. I chose this and I wouldn’t change a thing. Even in the most difficult moments, I remain calm and remind myself of my why. Yesterday I had my current son, my previous son, a kiddo I provide respite care for, and some neighborhood kids. The funny thing is I’m completely blissful and fulfilled taking care of these kids and providing them with a safe and fun environment to be kids. Am I exhausted and lack any type of social life? Pretty much. But moments like this ⬆️⬆️⬆️ remind me how worth it this is. #FosterCare #FosterLove #FosterSon #FosterMom #SocialWorker
He gets his tablet, gets his blanket, comes to find me, and watches his shows, but he's gotta have his hand on me, I guess to make sure he's not alone. And like this we quietly sit... #parenthood comes in many forms, sometimes in ways YOU think is unfair to your life, but it means so much a child. #fosterson #fostermom #family #saturdaymorning #bedhead #washandgo #dccomics #nerds #blerdmom
I said goodbye to one of my kiddos tonight. His mom and dad have been working so hard to get him back, and their efforts paid off! Beyond excited for their family ❤❤❤ #fostercare #fostering #thisisfostercare #fosterparent #fosterlove #fostermom #reunification #happy #hopeful #thankful #goodbyefornow #fosterson #fosterfamily #fosterparents
Hey friends! It’s Friday, so I thought I’d join in on the #fridayintroductions 🙋🏻‍♀️ I’m April, and this is our little family. We live in Connecticut and love our corner of the world. Adam is a worship pastor, and Jayda is the amazing kid we get to call our son. We homeschool and love it. I’m a writer, and care deeply about human dignity and racial justice. I love connecting with the community of foster and adoptive moms in this space. I occasionally blog, and also send out newsletters with encouragement and truth. I write about adoption and foster care, grief and loss, race and justice, and sometimes whatever I feel like at the moment. I would be honored to connect with you. Be sure to click the link in my profile and subscribe to my newsletter (via my blog). I love making personal connections with other foster and adoptive moms ❤️ • • • • • • #fostercare #fostertoadopt #fostermom #fosterson #adoption #adoptionislove #transracialadoption #blacklivesmatter #hislifematters #grief #loss #momlife #boymom #lovemysons #connecticutgram #racialjustice #connecticutlife #adoptionjourney #fosteringsaveslives #thereishope #dignityandworth
We got a call for a 9 month old baby boy yesterday, and we said yes. It's time to rearrange the nursery to prepare it for two boys instead of one. #newplacement #fosterlove #fostercare #sweetbabyboy #fosterson #fosterbaby #nosleepforme #thisisfostercare
#godson #fosterson #son = 3 awesome 12 year olds ready for #imacelebrity . Love these dudes xxx
Our sweet little foster son turned 1 this week. He wasn't to sure about the cake, but he sure made a good mess. #birthdayboy #oneyearold #fosterbaby #fosterlove #fosterson #fostercare #stillwaiting #thisisfostercare
Post-visit snack to ground us and get over the post-visit meltdowns. We had a three-hour visit with Jeriah's siblings today at Flynn's Forest. Liam and Jeriah were playing and getting along great, until Jeriah's siblings showed up, and basically excluded Liam from playing with them. It shattered my heart to see how hurt my son was from being excluded, not understanding where this whole other family for Jeriah came from or why they wouldn't let him play with them. Ugh. Then when we got home, we had big feelings to deal with as the boys settled back into being just the two of them again. Some days, it's really hard to love like this. #thisisfostercare #fosterfamilytruth #heartbroken #siblingvisits #fostercare #fosterbrothers #fosterson
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Underneath the Christmas tree but NOT touching it! Our hearts are full as we start this holiday season and his first Christmas. This is magical! 👼❤🎄 #firstchristmas #underneaththetree #withted #truckpjs #romeothegoat #twogentstrading #twogents #houston #thirdward #riversideterrace #husbands #gaydads #fosterdads #fosterson #fostertoadopt
Practice makes perfect!
This little man will be 6 months old on tuesday!! Please excuse me while I go cry.. hes growing up so fast😭 I love you Wyatt. #nephew #fosterson #missyou #blessing #familyisforever
Day 30 of #nationaladoptionmonth (LAST DAY!) // I can rejoice because...Oh there is so much to rejoice in! Joy and sorrow can go hand-in-hand, and foster care and adoption are generous with both, even on a moment by moment basis. Foster adoption is ultimately about exalting God because the foundation of earthly adoption is based on God’s adoption of believers. Adoption is at the heart of the gospel, as Galatians 4: 4-5 displays, “But when the fullness of time had come, God sent forth his Son, born of woman, born under the law, to redeem those who were under the law, so that we might receive adoption as sons.” God could have stopped at redemption through the forgiveness of sins, but he took it a step further and welcomed believers into his family as sons and daughters, through adoption. When we are tempted to despair on our journeys, let’s not forget that God is actively and graciously involved in our adoption of children from foster care. He knows adoption is costly; it cost him the life of his son. When we trust him by embracing the future we don’t yet know and the suffering that might come with it, we highlight the worth of Christ. We have worth and dignity because of his infinite worth. That is definitely worth rejoicing in! 📸: @groundtogrowon
25 sleeps until Christmas and what should appear,... a beautiful, tiny brown-eyed elf. Looks like he’s hungry - grabbing a candy cane off the Christmas tree 🎄 #elfontheshelf #christmas #firstchristmas #fosterson #dino #gayparents #gaydads #gayhusbands #twodads #rainbowfamily #lgbtfamily #twodadsandababy
Some days you’ve just gotta rock a straw necklace made by Mini B (who’s just turned 3) and a banana tee @elmlifestyle to work! #makesmehappy #loveagift #perfect #fostermum #fosterson #love #happy
Day 29 of #nationaladoptionmonth // Plans I had to grieve…I sat down to write this morning and discovered I wrote about this exact topic on my blog a year ago, tomorrow. Zay had left less than six months prior, and our family was devastated. We were left with only a few of his baby items as tangible reminders of his presence in our home. Here’s an excerpt, and you can read the entire post by clicking the link in my profile. “My plans didn’t include losing a child after having loved and parented him for two years. The lowest point of my life was putting Zay in the car seat of a state worker’s car and watching her drive away with him, never to hear from her again. Everything about it felt wrong. My version of how the story should have gone looks like one I would make my profile picture on Facebook, or print on a Christmas card to send to acquaintances near and far. My version has two perfectly smiling little boys in their coordinating outfits, and their happy mom and dad holding them tight, right where they belong. My version included Zay hanging up his Christmas ornaments this year, and walking around the tree farm by my side instead of in the Boba carrier. My version of the story isn’t a bad one, but it isn’t the version God has scripted for our family. Instead, I’ve had to write “loss” over many of my own plans, spoken and unspoken.”
Desde un tiempo a la fecha usted viejo @darekmacpherson 👨‍👦 paso a ser más que un gran amigo, mentor y compañero 👨‍🎓. . Hoy me siento orgulloso y agradecido por todo, por cada detalle, consejo, enseñanza, tips, llamada de atención, etc. Además del cariño y respeto mutuo quizás son muchas cosas más que por ahora se me escapan.... . 27/XI/2018, quedará grabado 💙 ya que doy un gran paso y esperando poder ser capaz de responder de la mejor manera, y mi compromiso es que así será respondiendo a su confianza. 🔜@darekmacpherson gracias por ser quien eres, mi papi, segundo papi nose como decirlo🔚 simplemente soy feliz 😍 de ser tu hijo el dinosaurio @lian_macpherson 👨‍💼 . #daddy #guia #bra #son #putativo #fosterson #instagram #nature #scl #lightblue #🐾💙
Day 28 of #nationaladoptionmonth // How I care for myself...Life is exhausting. Period. Throw in the stress that comes with foster care and adoption, and burn-out may be just around the corner. The most stressful years for me were from 2014-2017. We constantly had case workers in and out of our lives. We also had two amazing little boys, and a lot of unknowns about the future. I think the unknowns were hardest for me, and the emotional stress began to manifest itself in my physical body. My body began to change, and my health was really poor. I would have short moments to care for myself and find refreshment, but they were rarely long enough to get me to the next time that I could sneak away and read in a coffee shop alone (one of my favorite things to do). Since Zay left, along with all the case workers, court dates, and appointments, I’ve been able to spend more time caring for myself. I began exercising again and regained some of my physical and emotional health from previous years. My stress is significantly lower as I’ve become mindful of my thoughts and actions throughout the day. I guess it helps that we’ve been free of case workers for 18 months now (and it feels so good). Our family is finally in a season of quiet and I’m able to write again, sneak away for a few hours when Adam is home, and focus a little more on myself than I used to. I know I can’t be a good wife and mom without filling my own cup from time to time. A note of encouragement to those currently involved in foster care and adoption: If you’re feeling weary today, take heart. There is hope, and you are not alone. Christ, who has overcome the world, is eager to take your burden and carry it for you. I have experienced freedom from the guilt that crushes me and the exhaustion that cripples me as I make parenting mistake after mistake. Christ is ready and willing to take these burdens from us. I need to remind myself of this truth often.
5 months today! He can sit with help, has two teeth and loves sweet potatoes! #lance #babynephew #nephew #fosterson #fosterparent #fivemonths #happybaby #gettingbig #chubbycheeks
We’re highlighting #realmomlife moments from real moms over the next few months in our #therealmothership series. These moms will be posting with us weekly about their experiences as a mom and with the Mothership pilot.⁣ ⁣ Today we meet Kailah:⁣ ⁣ Before my wife and I said “I do” five years ago, we vowed to honor one another's dreams, wherever they might lead us, and share our adventures with each other. This fall, we embarked on one of the biggest adventures of our lives. On a rainy Wednesday evening in September, our foster son was dropped off at our house, asleep in his carseat.⁣ ⁣ Being a foster parent means welcoming not only a child or children into your life, but also their biological parents, grandparents, siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins, doctors, social workers, lawyers, and judges. Nothing in our ten months of preparation -- not the books we read, the class we took, our three home visits, or speaking with other foster parents -- prepared me for the heart-growing and heartbreaking process of foster care.⁣ ⁣ There are the typical parenting challenges, like sleeping through the night and outgrowing clothes, as well as atypical challenges, like wondering how long the child will be in your home or fielding questions about their birth or medical history. There are the typical joys of first steps and first words, and the atypical, bittersweet moments of witnessing the bonds of families in the midst of separation.⁣ ⁣ There is no handbook for parenting, and despite the extra rules, none for foster parenting, either. We remain on an adventure, now with three instead of two, doing our best to honor our dreams and share the love we have for one another with our foster son and his family.⁣ ⁣ #mothership #friendswithhealthbenefits #momstories #sharigiscaring #ittakesavillage #momsohard #realtalk #empathy #empowerment #realness #respect #fostermom #fosterson #fosterparents #motherhood
My beautiful boy ❤️😍 #kidmodel #smootcriminalMJ #grandson #fosterson
I’ve been doing a few ruff calculations dis week & it makes for interesting finds 🤔 . 1 ridiculously tiny bowl (I hope I iz not on pre Christmas diet) . + . 1 weird indoor toilet tray fing? Now I DO hopez dis wun is ours, no more chilly willy when I need to make pee pee in Baltic Britain ⛄️ . + . Exciteable hoomans... . = 🐱?! . T minus 2 hours. #quickmaths #fosterbrother . . . . . . . . #warmwelcome #nervous #excited #foradoption #pitterpatter #foster #animaladdicts #fluffypack #welcome #kitty #puppylove #puppy #cuddle #catsofinstagram #cutenessoverload #worldofcutepets #adorable #icanteven #fosterson #dailybarker #myheart #dogsofinstagram #catsanddogs #dogs #memes #puppyoftheday #funny #funnydogs @gloriousgoldens @pupflix @dogs.lovers @thedogist @puppy.addiction @adorablegoldens @bestwoof @barked @puppiesofinstagram @retrieverstagram @mydogiscutest @buzzfeedanimals @puppystagrams @barked @bark @harrypotterfilm @barked @westbridgfordwirenews @rushcliffe_bc @cats_of_instagram @vets4petsuk @petsathomeuk @petsofinsta
Day 27 of #nationaladoptionmonth // Something I learned that surprised me…I remember sitting in a foster care training session in 2011, learning about the abuse and neglect many children in care have experienced. The stories our trainer told us were horrific, devastating, and a major reality check. As much as we hated hearing about the pain these children have endured, those training sessions were life changing as my husband and I learned for the first time what we should expect on this journey. It wasn’t going to be easy, and our future children would likely have deep wounds. Wounds that would need more than love to heal (as the romanticized picture of adoption falsely communicates). That’s one of the reasons I speak so openly about the reality of adoption and foster care. There are misconceptions and wrong beliefs deeply imbedded into Christian culture that give prospective adoptive parents a false sense of what the foster care and adoption road may look like. There will be surprises on this journey, no doubt, but many we can prepare for with proper knowledge and expectations. This work is hard, but our kiddos are worth it. 📸: @beetandblossom
You can make a difference! Become a foster parent! Have you ever wanted to learn more about foster care?!?! Come out and join us in our mission to save and change lives at There is Hope FFA!!! Contact There is Hope Foster Family Agency to find out more about the life changing opportunities available to provide hope and transform the futures of children and families in need! 299 W. Foothill Blvd. Suite 111 Upland, CA 91784 Office: (909) 982-5050 #fostercalifornia #fosterparents #fostercare #fostermom #fosterdad #fosterson #fosterdaughter #fosteryouth #fostercalifornia #fosterparents #fostercare #fostermom #fosterdad #fosterson #fosterdaughter #fosteryouth
You can make a difference! Become a foster parent! Have you ever wanted to learn more about foster care?!?! Come out and join us in our mission to save and change lives at There is Hope FFA!!! Contact There is Hope Foster Family Agency to find out more about the life changing opportunities available to provide hope and transform the futures of children and families in need! 299 W. Foothill Blvd. Suite 111 Upland, CA 91784 Office: (909) 982-5050 #fostercalifornia #fosterparents #fostercare #fostermom #fosterdad #fosterson #fosterdaughter #fosteryouth #fostercalifornia #fosterparents #fostercare #fostermom #fosterdad #fosterson #fosterdaughter #fosteryouth
𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙨 ————————— oc. lovseoks ∕ i tried out so many new effects here so pls bear with me in terms of how good they are hssjs but i’m super proud of this! 💓💫
Day 26 of #nationaladoptionmonth // How I advocate for my child…If you’re a white family planning to adopt transracially, it’s wise to prepare yourself for the challenges that lie ahead. You will need to be an advocate for your child and speak up when racism rears its ugly head. I’ve already had to engage in a number of awkward conversations about it on the playground, with a potential preschool teacher, and countless others who are well-meaning but misinformed about certain issues. Of course advocacy extends beyond the issue of race, and I’ve found myself speaking up for my child in situations regarding adoption and special needs as well. J is my son. Full stop. I never refer to him as my “adopted son”, which could potentially make him feel like he doesn’t belong with us. Our culture is not always friendly towards families that stray from what looks “typical", and on multiple occasions I’ve been put in the position of having to defend our relationship to strangers. It’s maddening, and i’m still learning how to respond with equal parts grace and truth, but I know it’s important for J to see and hear his parents advocate on his behalf and stand up for the way God has grown our family. It’s good, and beautiful, and I’m always encouraged by others who stand up with us. (This picture is from a few weeks ago when I took J with me to vote. This is another way I advocate for my son, and his future, as a black man in America).
- ɪ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴀᴛᴇ ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴜꜱ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ dt : anyone who love them ♡ ac : kuteaudios song : ?? movies : "Thor" and "Thor : The Dark World" fc : 1472
Day 25 of #nationaladoptionmonth // My new normal…Since deciding to adopt, our family has routinely stuck out in our community for the counter-cultural choices we have made (the decision to adopt was counter-cultural in itself). My new normal considers Jayda’s past, his first family (who we all dearly love), and the fact that he’s a black boy in a mostly white community. Until Jayda came through our front door, my husband and I never batted an eyelash at the issue of race in our country. Because we didn’t feel it affecting us directly, we didn’t give much thought to issues of race or racial injustice at all. Of course, we would affirm that racism is sinful—and it is—but we didn’t have any personal experience as victims of discrimination. We know now that this ability to ignore race is a symptom of our privilege as white Americans. For me, one of the most difficult aspects of transracial adoption has been the reluctance of other Christians to see the complexities of race in our country. I’ve been discouraged a number of times as I’ve walked away from a conversation with someone who won’t acknowledge that black males—like my son—will probably face more difficulties growing up in our community and in our country than his white friends will face. My son may be viewed as threatening, or larger and older than he actually is, as compared to his white peers. Adam and I are responsible for learning and for teaching Jayda how to interact with the police, walk in public, drive in a car, and shop at the store. We all have to learn these points because the public at large views people of color, particularly black males, as more menacing than white Americans, who routinely don’t have to consider how they present themselves to authority figures and to strangers. The fact that white individuals are relatively unburdened when it comes to these factors is a product of their privilege—the fact that our society gives white people the benefit of the doubt. Although I enjoy that privilege, Jayda probably will not. Race and racial injustice is one of the most important aspects of “my new normal”, and I pray God equips me to be a faithful ally.
Hey foster mama. I know you’re tired. This time of the year can be the hardest. Where will they spend their next holiday? Will they stay, will they go? And if they go, will they be okay? For some of you, you’re all the kids have ever known. For others, you’re all they ever WANT to know. How will they feel? Will they think we gave up the fight? (More on this later). Will they understand? . All the questions, am I right? All the scenarios of what COULD be and your heart shatters because of what SHOULD be. It’s a tough road because you have an enemy and he wants you to think he’s winning. He’s here to steal your joy, to rob your peace.... to destroy you. But the truth, sweet foster mama, is he’s not winning at all. (More on how to combat this later, too). If you’re a child of God, YOU are. YOU’RE winning. . You started winning the day He ransomed you and called you His. And because of this, His presence goes with you. And because His presence goes with you, His POWER is with you. And because His power is with you, the darkness will come against you. And when it does, because it always will, YOU have the POWER of the PRESENCE of God Almighty to beat him. You have the power to win. . You can do this, foster mama. You can and will get through this holiday season as well as this season of life. And you don’t have to survive it. You can beat it. You can rock it. You can WIN. . If you felt like I wrote this straight to you, I probably did. And I want to hear from you because I want to pray over you and your family. Please feel so free to message me because we don’t have the time to walk around defeated and I’m here to remind you of that. . . . . #fostermama #thisisfostercare #fostermamalife #fostercare #singlefostermama #fosterlove #fostermom #thisisus #singlefostermom #momlife #fosterkids #foster #makeadifference #fostervillage #fosteringhope #fosterfamily #faith #fosterdaughter #fosterdad #fosterson #fosterjourney #adoptionjourney #fostertoadopt #fostercareadoption #fostercareawareness #adoptionawareness
There are some challenges coming our way. When I experience him experiencing the world while knowing he will be limited for a long time, my heart aches. But I also know that he’s made do with near impossible circumstances thus far and will continue to do so. His strength, bravery & perseverance astonish me daily. • #fortheburds #fostercare #thisisfostercare #riseup #strength #bravery #perseverance #fosterson
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Fostercare is: ▫️A big decision. ▫️A big sacrifice. ▫️A big change. Yes it’s worth it, but it’s still so hard sometimes. Asking a few questions in our story tonight! Would love some feedback!
Even with Dad in the hospital, this little boy is a bright shining light with a killer smile 🥰 #meltsmyheart #fosterson #dino #crazygorgeous #rainbowfamily #lgbtfamily #gaydads #gayhusbands #twodadsandababy
Day 24 of #nationaladoptionmonth // Why we decided to adopt…From the start, adoption was Plan A for us. We never considered foster adoption a second-tier option or something we begrudgingly settled for if we were not able to conceive biological children. Children born to us and adopted by us are equally valuable in God’s eyes, full of dignity and worth. During the first week or so of our dating relationship, Adam asked me if I would want to adopt one day. Adoption was a “make-or-break” condition of marriage for me, and I told him so. He agreed. For us, adoption wasn’t a matter of “if” but “when.” We didn’t expect to pursue adoption so early in our marriage, but we welcomed the opportunity to do so with open arms. We started our journey in a way I never anticipated. After watching a few friends go through the legal and relational process—even watching one couple experience a failed adoption—we were intrigued and curious, so we began researching it for ourselves. The more we grew in our knowledge about adoption, the stronger our desire grew to pursue it. To be clear, I would never advocate that foster and adoptive parents take on a “savior” mentality. Adoptive parents are not Jesus, and we are not doing our children any favors by “rescuing” them from foster care, as if adoption is strictly about charity. These children owe us nothing. They are welcomed into our families, fully and completely, regardless of where they come from, how they behave, or whom they grow up to be. Adam and I never expect our children to be grateful that we chose to parent them and, ultimately, adopt them. On a related note, Christians are instructed to care for the fatherless, specifically in James 1:27, which says, “Religion that is pure and undefiled before God, the Father, is this: to visit orphans and widows in their affliction, and to keep oneself unstained from the world.” Caring for the fatherless is a practical way to live out our faith in Christ. Life is valuable and full of purpose, and foster children, with everything they have lost, deserve a family in which to experience that life.
Day 23 of #nationaladoptionmonth // How we navigate trauma...Over the years, I’ve received a handful of comments from individuals who believe children who have experienced trauma are “damaged.” Many of the children who have been in foster care or orphanages have experienced neglect, physical abuse, sexual abuse, homelessness, hunger, and/or domestic violence. The trauma they have experienced often leads children to cope through unusual behaviors. When I encounter these wrong beliefs about trauma, I try to draw attention to the gospel and to the way that God values human life. My goal isn’t to rebuke others but to remind myself of this truth and to be an ambassador for children who can’t advocate for themselves, who can’t explain that they are not too “damaged” or “too far gone” for adults to invest in them. Isn’t that the gospel? We were dead in our sin, totally damaged by the effects of the fall, separated from God, and unable to save ourselves. Without Jesus and the resurrection, sin makes us “too far gone” in the sense that there is no hope for salvation through our efforts. God sent his son to live a perfect life, die for our sin, rise from the dead, save us, and bring us close to him. Salvation makes us new creations who have access to the Father’s throne through divine adoption. There is eternal hope in this gospel and immense hope for foster children because there is one God who restores relationships in this life and the next. 📸: @beetandblossom
Day 22 of #nationaladoptionmonth // Something I’m thankful for…Dear friends who walk a similar path. Other adoptive and foster moms. These women are precious gold to me. They know the heart-pain associated with adoption. They understand the loss our kiddos have been through. They have learned the words needed to comfort hurting babies. Many also know the pain of infertility, and what it feels like to lay down your own plans for something different. Something better, often only by faith. Adoption is not “normal”, it’s a response to brokenness. Children are never supposed to be separated from their first families, and with that comes a myriad of complex emotions. There is a solidarity with these women who are dealing with trauma on a day-to-day basis. They are handling situations that most “typical” families will never have to even think about (and they handle these unique situations alongside regular mom responsibilities, so that’s a double-whammy if you ask me). Some days it’s too much to handle, and those are the days when I text and Vox a select few who I know are strong enough to handle all the gory details. They aren’t scared of the tension and the pain and the weird situations we adoptive momma sometimes find ourselves in. They don’t dismiss my child’s pain. They don’t dismiss my own pain. We pray for each other, and it’s so so good. It’s cliche, but don’t know what I would do without them. Thank you God for these women I get to fight alongside with (even if we’re multiple states away from each other).
When he first came here, he slept in a ball, as tight as he could pack himself up. If you touched him to cover him up, or even if he startled, he'd scream his head off. Now, he sleeps sprawled all over the place. He's either like this, or crawled in bed with Sissy, or Ashe, or even me if I've fallen asleep on the couch. Twice I've woke up and he's in my bed, under my chin. To sleep with abandon... Many people experience this without a thought. Some of us... It's a hard won gain, if ever won at all. I know, from experience, that this is a big gain for him. I hope he continues to have positive gains. #fosterson #fostermom #parenthood #hescomfortable
Day 21 of #nationaladoptionmonth // Prayers I saw answered…Over the course of our adoption journey I saw countless prayers answered. At the same time I saw an equal (or maybe even greater) amount remain unanswered. At least from my human perspective. “God is always doing 10,000 things in your life, and you may be aware of three of them,” read a tweet from John Piper. Piper’s words have come to mind throughout our journey. I don’t understand why God answered my prayers for J to be adopted while leaving his first family’s desperate cries unanswered. I don’t understand why God allowed Zay to leave after two years, giving us silence as we begged for him to stay, while choosing to respond to his mom’s cries for reunification. I am certain there is a reason for all of these answers, or non-answers, and as time goes by I become more and more ok with not knowing them. I don’t need to understand why God answers some and doesn’t others. There isn’t a formula out there that holds the key to all my hopes and dreams coming true (although sadly many would preach that there is, and their books top the bestseller lists week after week). No, in fact, I believe if we knew how the answer to allllll our prayers would turn out, we would likely beg God not to open his hand in that way. I guess I didn’t really answer my original prompt, huh? 🤷🏻‍♀️ I’m feeling reflective today, so that’s what we’re going with. 📸: @beetandblossom
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Day 20 of #nationaladoptionmonth // Practical ways I prepared…Honestly, there wasn’t much I could do in way of tangible preparation. Our family opened our home to children aged 0-3, which made it difficult to predict what size a child would be, what type of food (or formula) they might need, or even what type of carseat they would need! On a weekly basis we were receiving calls about infants and toddlers, both with very different needs. When J arrived at almost three years old, we had four hours notice. We had prepared a gender-neutral room when we moved into our house nine months earlier with both a crib and a set of bunk beds. We wanted to be ready for a variety of ages, as well as potential sibling groups. J’s room was basically ready, minus an air conditioner we needed to install in the window (it was the middle of July when he arrived). We did have a carseat that would work for him, which we figured out how to install a couple days later. We ran out to Target right after we received the phone call about his impending arrival and grabbed various sizes of clothes, diapers, and a few age appropriate toys and snacks to get us through the first few days. I really don’t think there was anything more we could have done to prepare as the nature of foster care is very unpredictable. As chaotic as it was to get ready for J with only four hours notice, I’m glad Adam and I were able to share that wild memory of preparing together.
Day 19 of #nationaladoptionmonth // Prayers that I pray...that my children would come to know Jesus at a young age. By far, this was the most important of my daily requests before and after our boys arrived. Did I want to have healthy, well-adjusted, obedient, emotionally attached children? Of course I did, and I prayed for that boldly! Yet none of that matters if my children don’t know Jesus, ultimately trusting and obeying him. Adam and I frequently pray that God would reveal himself to Jayda (and Zay too, even though he’s not with us anymore) and that he would open their eyes to him in each moment, regardless of their circumstances. Adam and I still desire that our children receive saving faith at a young age, and we began those prayers for them almost nine years ago, right after we were married since we knew we wanted children one day. I’ve seen God faithfully begin to answer this prayer in Jayda, and I am immensely grateful for that. 📸: @beetandblossom
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