Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Getting to love

It has been 1 year, 4 months and 23 days since I last tucked in my boy and kissed him good night.
1 year, 4 months and 23 days since I was able to give him a hug without scheduling it first.
1 year, 4 months and 23 days since that fateful day.

We are currently in the the act of moving forward.
Faced daily with the choice to be defeated by this life or to embrace it with joy. 
{I don't always choose joy}

I am a mama with a broken heart.
Living out the worst case scenario.
When all the "what if's" become your reality.

So why?
Why do I advocate so passionately for others to foster adopt?
Why would I ask others to take such a great risk with their own lives when this is how ours turned out?

The answer is simple.
Because I get to love him. 
I get to be his mother.
I get to know a deep, fierce, intense love that endures no matter what.
A love that daily overwhelms me and fills me with gratitude.
I am blessed to know such a love.
To have fought for such a love
To never stop fighting for that love.

People get so caught up in the act of saving the child that they miss out on the chance to love them.
We need to change the way we think about foster care and adoption.

Fost/adopting is not about bettering the life of a child.
Fost/adopting is about getting to love a child.
About that child getting to be loved.

These children do not need hero's. 
They need love.
And we need to see how lucky we are to be the ones who get to love them. 

Sunday, September 27, 2015

Finally Fall & Celebrating again

We celebrated the first day of fall in the most traditional way...

I've raised these boys to celebrate life. 
Be it little everyday accomplishments or the changing of the seasons…there are so many reasons to celebrate…so many places to find joy.

These boys have, are, and will continue to live through things that the majority of their peers {heck, my peers too} will never understand. 
And that gives them even more opportunities to see why life is not to be taken for granted.
They have seen and experienced intense pain. 
They know, better then most that, joy is a choice.
So we look for joy everywhere we can find it.
So that when we face those hard moments, we know that despite it all, this life is full of reasons to celebrate. 

So we celebrated the first day of fall, in all its glory. 

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

The Ohio State Fair

The end of Day 2...
When in Ohio in August.
You do the Ohio State Fair. 
And you love it. 
And if you're super lucky you ride on the skyline at the end of the evening and get a surprise fireworks show!
And then maybe you're 5 year old will say when you're walking to your car:
{like the youngest girl in Despicable Me when she gets her big fluffy unicorn}

Yeah. It was awesome. And we were pretty lucky. 

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Celebrating Mo {take 2}

The "after party"...
 Didn't I tell you it was gonna be awesome?!

So…while we were setting up MoMo's "surprise party", Daddy took Mo exploring to kill some time.
That's when they found a shallow river with a tiny damn. 
Perfect for wading and splashing and rolling around with your big brothers.
Perfect for celebrating that you are now 2.

And that's exactly what we did.
Best 2 year old after party, ever. 

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

Celebrating MoMo {take 1}

Sometimes your plans need to be ruined to find out there was something better in store for you...

Here we were in the midst of a road trip {somewhere in Ohio}, on MoMo's birthday.
The big 2 years old.
And we were going to celebrate, our way.
Road trip or not. 

We had a simple, on the road, birthday celebration planned.
I had brought along a little "party in a bag" and the presents were all pre-wrapped.
So, all we needed was a table in a park under a tree.

A table under a tree.
A non awkward, not so public place to have a tiny celebration.

What we didn't know when we came up with this "carefully thought out, yet seemingly simple" plan was that the local parks were going to be closed for some kind of festival.

Ugh. All hope seemed lost.
But then...
But then...as we drove around aimlessly, looking for somewhere, anywhere we could throw our little guy a mini party…I spotted the most perfect spot through a gap in the trees, sitting up on a hill.
{I know this all sounds like hogwash but it's totally true, I'm not exaggerating at all. REALLY! I swear on all the donuts.}

And so we ended up with the perfect party location.
Far better then we ever hoped for.
For the bestest 2 yr old in all the world.
And. He. LOVED it! 
Daddy dropped some of us off to set up,  then he brought Mo back to his tiny little surprise party.
Turning 2 was never so much fun. 

{His favorite part was being sung to. He'd been waiting for that moment since he heard everyone singing to Coop the week before. Adorbs, right?!}
I would throw a million parties here if I could.
{again, not exaggerating}

ps-if you think this rocks…stay tuned. The after party was killer. For realz.