Wow. Somebody pinch me. This baby boy, who was barely the size of a football, just eight months ago, is already turning into a little person! I can’t believe that Baby Blue is eight months old. Here is an update on the little boy that is completely melting our hearts…
I can’t believe it. Baby Blue is already 7 months old! Time is flying by, so fast. It seems like yesterday people were afraid to hold him, because he was so tiny! Here’s an update on our precious foster baby boy!
The Lord put this on my heart, today. I feel that someone can benefit from this post. Sometimes, we go through trials that test our faith. Other times, we feel overwhelmed with loss, grief, or despair. Perhaps, Mother’s Day is a time in which you struggle, because you lost your mom or a child. Maybe you are waiting to start a family, and feel that nothing is going your way. Or, maybe you do have what you thought you always wanted, and you’re still dealing with grief.
I’m writing this post to remind you, that no matter what you lose (or have lost) and no matter what you are longing for, there is something that can and will always be yours, no matter what your circumstances look like! Your Faith. Your Hope. Your Joy. (Ok, that’s a few things.)
This week, Baby Blue is turning six months old. It’s going so fast and he is getting so big. Here is an update on what BLUE has been up to and what his foster situation currently looks like…
In the spirit of this exaggerated holiday~ that apparently has more to do with Hallmark than St. Valentine, I decided to pay tribute to 5 extraordinary lessons I’ve learned about love and the heart.
Question for you stay at home moms (and retirees). Do you ever go through periods where you lack motivation? Perhaps more than when you were working and somewhat programmed into a daily routine?
On Friday, I attended my first Foster Mommy Support Group, at a nearby church. I was reluctant to attend, for several reasons. Mainly because Baby Berry (who was with us for eight months) was reunified with her Bio-family, a few days prior. Although I’m beyond grateful that we keep in touch, I learned that she was having a difficult time with the transition. It brought back extremely painful memories of witnessing Banana’s transition (after two years with us).
In my last post, I shared a pretty traumatic experience my husband, Scott, and I went through. It was a foster parent’s worst nightmare. Being led to believe that we were adopting a foster child, after her first fifteen months with us. Rearing her from the beginning of her life as well as throughout, and beyond the critical bonding months. And, dealing with an excrutiating transition (especially for the child) in sending her home, after her first two years, with us.
“You’re an angel from heaven…” “You’re such a strong woman…” “I could never do what you do…” “There’s a special place in heaven for people like you…”
Just a few of the flattering remarks I’ve heard. Ever since we said, “I DO”, to becoming foster parents. Honestly? I thought, at the very least, I was a strong woman. Maybe, even a strong Christian. Until I became a foster parent.
Hi Friends. I’m happy to announce the arrival of our newest foster baby! Baby Boy BLUE. I feel like God has been very gracious and merciful in giving us this precious gift to love, right now. I was starting to believe God had completely abandoned me. (I’ll get to this, later.)