Saturday, September 6, 2014

Facebook dump

So I meant to write everything here and then send this link to Facebook.  But things have been so crazy the last two weeks that I don't know how I even put my shoes on, much less get things documented as I would like. 

What journaling I did was on Facebook.  So here it is!

August 22nd:
So it's time for a testimony, folks.

Within thirty minutes of posting earlier about not getting the girls and a healthy dose of reality, I got a call from the Children's Bureau. 

This is the first time I've sat down since! I have a sleeping three year old boy in one room and a terrified brilliant spunky adorable handful of a four year old girl pretending to sleep in the other.

I'm thrilled, terrified, overwhelmed, and far too stressed to realize how blessed I am (and I do feel blessed believe me). I've no idea they'll be with me, but I'm so thankful to be there for them while I can.

Now to spend the whole night researching ways to get four year olds to bed.

All I hath needed, thy hands hath provided...
And there were 23 comments & 95 likes!:

And the next day...

Well it's nearly 3p and everyone still has all fingers and toes!
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Sammy, how can I sleep when the bed is covered in clothes?
Photo: Sammy, how can I sleep when the bed is covered in clothes?
Tonight, my foster son called me mommy and told his case worker one of his three wishes was to stay with me in his new bedroom. Tonight, my foster daughter said "thank you Jesus for mommy, because she keeps us safe while my other mommy works hard."

Goodnight!

You know you're a mom when...

...you don't even notice you're singing the operatic version of the Doc McStuffins theme song in the car. And the kids aren't even there.

This will be a continuing series, I'm sure.
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Heading with my little family to the Blueberry Festival tomorrow. I need to like pack and stuff.

Got the lawn mowed, the dishes and laundry moving, and some snacks in bags, but that's gonna be it.

For now...I'm going to try and remember what relaxing feels like.
#blessed #frazzled
Photo: Heading with my little family to the Blueberry Festival tomorrow. I need to like pack and stuff. 

Got the lawn mowed, the dishes and laundry moving, and some snacks in bags, but that's gonna be it. 

For now...I'm going to try and remember what relaxing feels like. 
#blessed #frazzled
Sammy relishes the hours between the kid's bedtime and mine.
Photo: Sammy relishes the hours between the kid's bedtime and mine.
I would to post pics of my kiddos, but there's laws and stuff.  Let the joy you see on everyone else's face tell you what kind of weekend they had! They made new friends, met more family, went on rides, and sweat buckets. Sounds like a good Blueberry to me! — with Lynn Soike and 7 others. (29 photos)
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You know you're a mom when...

...it takes thirty minutes to try and use the restroom because you keep hearing one child or another in a part of the house they shouldn't be in, one of them pushes in to tattle on the other, or your daughter pinches her fingers trying to lift the piano she's been told not to touch.

Why does mom in the bathroom equate to the ornery dumping out of children?

And now I'm so worked up I don't even need to go anymore.

(You may also be a mom if you find yourself sharing bathroom stories with the general public...)
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Already fitting the stereotype. Man needs naught but his main squeeze, a cold one (sippie implied), and something entertaining on the tv.

He's riveted.
Photo: Already fitting the stereotype. Man needs naught but his main squeeze, a cold one (sippie implied), and something entertaining on the tv. 

He's riveted.
A dear friend just shared some sage advice about life as a single mom like it wasn't quotable.

The easiest thing about being a single mom is that you get to make all the choices.

The hardest thing about being a single mom is that you get to make all the choices.
Know that I am praying for both you and K as your heart is breaking tonight. I love you both. Know that I am hear if you need me.
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I'll be okay. I just want her to be happy and safe. The rest is just selfishness and grief.

I try to clear my mind and find the words and the Irish blessing is all that keeps running through my head in four part acapella harmony.

May the road rise up to meet her. May the wind be always at her back. May the sun shine warm upon her face, and the rain fall soft upon her fields. Until we meet again, my friend. May God hold you in His hand.
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So it's all cleared up and final - My foster daughter is going to live with her grandparents. This came out of left field because I'd been told no relatives were in the pic for her, but come to find out last night these grandparents have been trying for days and days to get K in their home. The communication could've been better so that we had more time to process this and help my foster son (K's actual cousin in real life) get used to the idea of life without his partner in crime. BUT it does my heart good to know that K has been fought for and her grandparents are ecstatic. I'd want to stay with my grandparents over a kind stranger any day!

I feel a bit like the rug has been pulled out, and very green and unshaped in general. Her case worker says she's seen a noticeable difference in K's sense of personal space, privacy, language, and confidence in just the week and a half she's been here and that's got to be why God had me be her mommy for a minute.
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And one day later, My foster son's eight year old brother has come to join in the fun!

It's getting easier and harder somehow...
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  • Jessica Umbaugh Now you'll understand the love/hate my 2 have with one an other 
  • Lynn Soike You are an amazing person for helping H and A. Welcome to parenthood, as things evolve some areas get way easier and other areas not so much! Keep up the great work, it really does take a village! Love you!
  • Lisa Cooper You are doing great!!
  • Alicia Linse Awesome! Way closer in age with my two! Keep it up, Heids!
  • What I've learned? I'm uncool.
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    • Sheila Baca Well I'm glad that my son (who is 9) hasn't gone through the mom's uncool stage. Still awesome mommy for now. I'm just dealing with my mom embarrasses me when she hugs and kisses me in front of my friends stage.
    • Heidi Dixon I swear he liked it better in the center he was at. All night I've heard how cool it was - crafts and computer time every day, recess, bike riding, clay, xbox, play station, etc etc etc. I have a wii with no games, some play doh, and books he can't read. And this is after spending nearly $200 getting him clothes and alarms and headphones and two kid size chairs... And at the store he wants everything and nothing I'm getting and says his little brother wants this and that and he wants a bike and when I tell him how much things cost he says well when is your pay day? 😟 we've already had talks about being thankful and not being rude and not being a smart aleck (he already has a token look that says you're crazy you're stupid you're not making sense I'm not listening...all at once) 

      And then no you cannot watch sponge bob or climb my tree or just go for a run down my street. I feel like a gremlin!!!!!

      That said he is very sweet, funny, and loves his brother. I feel like he thinks he has to change things around here to help somehow...and fortunately his little brother helped him see that I can be kind of cool...if you let me.

      That is, until I sang his bro to sleep. That earned us both a laugh and me a "you're just weird". 😕
    • Lynn Soike Keep doing what you're doing and one day he will "get it".
    • Sheila Baca Testing boundaries and all kids think parents are rich. One day he will understand that he can't have everything and that money doesn't grow on trees. If it did we wouldn't be thankful for what we do have.






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