This is the question we must ask ourselves. The answer is, I indeed have prejudices, does that mean I have racism? Maybe. I don’t want to, I want to say “NO, NEVER”, but how will we change, how will the next generation be better than us if we aren’t honest with ourselves? How I wish … More Am I Racist?
These are the words written on my aromatherapy bath salts. You see I am like the rest of the world right now, in quarantine with my 5 kids all at home doing home school. And I am suddenly somehow a home school teacher. Did I mention that 3 of these kids are teenagers? So I’m … More For Best Results, Breathe Deeply
Adoption/Foster Care is Hard! Remember getting married, and year 2 or 3, when the love goggles were off, broken in a corner somewhere, and you saw your spouse for the first time for the broken, non-perfect, mess of a person that they really were…oh yeah, and they saw you the same…and then you had to … More Family Meeting Anyone?
So anyone who knows me well and has ever talked about marriage with me, knows I am a really big fan of this book called Love and Respect by Emerson Eggerichs. It’s kind of what Matt and I have built our very healthy marriage on. Don’t hear me wrong. Our marriage has had its fair … More Love and Respect Parenting
So we just had 2 new kids join our family. We are now guardians of our niece and nephew. They’ve been here a couple of weeks now and the difference in the house can be felt when you walk in the front door. We are now a family of 7, with 5 children, and people … More Love Like Crazy
Parenting a teenage girl is hard. Like hold on for your life, try not to lose yourself, barely holding onto your crazy (except when you lose it and your crazy comes spilling out onto everything, taking down anyone in it’s wake), drink lots of wine, kind of hard. Maybe sons can be the same. My … More Crazy Spilled Out: Are all mothers of teenage girls irrational crazy people, or is it just me?
It’s the first year where we have no believers in the house. That’s right, I’m talking about Saint Nic. Yes we are exactly those kind of people who excitedly tell our children that some strange obese man in a fuzzy track suit is going to break into their house once a year and deposit presents … More Goodbye santa
Whoop de doo! I hear this with an eye roll accompanying it. But that’s not what it means really. Rather, it should be heard like an exaltation. But unfortunately, like many things, it’s true meaning has been lost. We have tainted it. I find it sad…too many good things have lost their luster, and become … More It’s the holiday season, with the whoop de doo!
Have you ever tried to save someone who was drowning? I remember when the kids were little, we went to Turner Falls as a family. There is this huge water slide in the water that Braden really wanted to go down. He was probably only 4 or 5. Now, my kids started swimming the moment … More Drowning: How to breathe when tragedy strikes
I’ve been trying to think of a blog to write for weeks and weeks. I have nothing. I literally have not a single thought….no thoughts come into my head… Would you like to know why I have no thoughts? Because I am a catatonic, zombie, robot mom on autopilot. I’m going CRAZY with the rush … More The first day of school CAN NOT get here fast enough!