Wednesday, March 25, 2015

When Mom Rocks

"Mom, sliding in the house is the BEST."

"Thank You, Mommy."

"This is so fun!"

My house is a mess. Like, if you show up at my door I will refuse entry type of mess.

Food is scattered on the floor from a big brother dumping cereal out for Evers to eat off the floor.

School is all over the kitchen table. 

Dinner from last night is still sitting on the stove.

But, the kids think I ROCK!!!

Want to know my secret?

I sprayed Pledge on the wood floor, threw some sofa cushions against the end wall and TADAAAAAA!!!!!

Slip N Slide in the house, Friends!

P.S. I totally count this as P.E. for today.

P.S.S. Daddy walked in early for lunch today and said, "You know Pledge isn't good for the floor, right?" And I said, "You know you weren't supposed to see this, right?!?"

Ahem....he totally slid down the hallways himself and giggled like a school girl the entire way. 

Friday, March 20, 2015

Get out, Yo'

I know I may get some rebuttal on this one, but here it is.

Get out!

Attachment is hard work and we are so afraid that if we leave we will ruin everything we have worked for and so we wait, and we wait, and we follow all the rules.

We put our marriages on the back burner while we wait.

Whoa. Girls.

There is something very wrong with that statement.

This is not okay. This is not Biblical. This is a lie.

Take time with your husband. Go out with him. It may only be an hour of walking around the park while your friends sit with your kids. But get out!

If the marriage fails, that attachment is going to take an even bigger hit. You need this. Your kids need you to need this. It is not just okay, it is necessary.

Maybe you are stuck and don't have friends or family that you trust. Then plan a date night in. Buy some wine, or sparkling grape juice (whichever floats your boat) and some nice steak and chocolate.

Do your hair. I am aware that this may take several attempts to comb through since it currently is the neighborhood birds nest.

Throw on something that doesn't have drool or other bodily fluids on it.

And get out!!

Last night I got out for the first time and remembered how wonderful freedom is. I was able to look into my husbands face and think through what I wanted to say. I could actually tell him about my time in China and the trauma it is still causing me.

I have a really awesome pediatrician who sat me down at the girls first check up and looked me in the eye and said, "I am advocating for your marriage. This is a whole lot to take on and you need to work hard on your marriage right now."

Hi. I love you, Dr. You rock. You get this. You know the road before me.

Ladies, do something special for your spouse tonight.
Here are a few practical ideas:

Make him a cup of coffee when he walks in the door.

Kiss him until his toes curl when he gets home. Let the screaming continue and give him just ten seconds to remember how very much you love him.

Clean up his side of the bed.

Wear the perfume that makes him smile.

Give him a gift card to his favorite store.

Write him a sweet note and put it next to his favorite snack.

Tell him out loud that you love him and appreciate that he spent all week working so that your family needs could be met. (even though you seriously, seriously wish that had been you all week!)

And if it is at all possible, even if you think your kids will regress in leaps and bounds, and the whole dang house will burn down while you are gone,

Get Out!!!

Wednesday, March 18, 2015


It was a long night, followed by a long morning.
At 10:35 I'm in agony that it is STILL morning. The same doggone one.

This is how the morning started.

But to my relief it was chocolate.
To my horror, daughter two had the same issue....unrelated to chocolate in any way.
I shall hold my hand over my mouth to resist saying what I'd really like to say right now.

Laundry. Screaming. Breakfast burned. House destroyed.

But I reminded myself that God is doing something beautiful here even if I can't see it now. So, I gave my self a survival task of taking pictures of beauty surrounding me.

Tiny hands

Colored gifts

Encouraging friends dropping beauty in my life

Friends who get it and give accordingly,
Don't worry, these will not enter any beds tonight.

And last but not least

AKA, Promoter of World Peace

Wednesday, March 11, 2015



We made it.

One month in China, taking my 9 year old as my support person.

Adopting two girls who are completely blind, non verbal and really as helpless as infants.

Four cities in a foreign country.

Countless trips to aeon, walmart, trust mart, rt-mart.

The girls screamed a total combined 13 of the 15 hour flight back to the States.

My sanity is officially gone, gone, gone.


We survived.


1.Earplugs ya'll. And sometimes earbuds with music, loud music.

2.Sugar. I was sugar free before China.


Sugar is such a blessing.

3.Coffee with friends

4.Meals from the most amazing church ever

5.A new goal of saying five nice things to the spouse every day

That's to counteract the grumpiness that jetlag and sleepless nights and adjusting to two new kids brings.

Marriage is the Devil's playground. We've banned him from ours.

6.Keurig on repeat. ALL.DAY.LONG.