Sunday Visit: Another Espresso Please

This Sunday, I encourage you to take a moment to visit Another Espresso Please to read Coffeemom’s post, Stepping Out.  If Coffeemom lived near me, she would have to be my friend…even if she didn’t want to be.

Her raw and honest post about post-adoption depression should be read by all families considering adoption, especially older child adoption.  Adopting older children is wonderful, painful, incredible, and complicated.  It will stretch you in ways you cannot imagine, but that stretching may be just what you (I) need.

~Lisa

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Let me introduce myself. Russ and I are the parents of twelve children by birth and adoption, and sometimes more through foster care. I'm the creator of One Thankful Mom which has been as much of a gift to me as to my readers. In 2011 I became a TBRI® Pracitioner* and have lived and breathed connected parenting ever since. I'm deeply honored to be the co-author, together with the late Dr. Karyn Purvis, of The Connected Parent; it is her final written work. I love speaking at events for adoptive and foster parents. I'm also the co-founder of The Adoption Connection, a podcast and resource site for adoptive moms. I mentor and encourage adoptive moms so you can find courage and hope in your journeys of loving your children well.

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  1. April
    April 18, 2010

    It took me a very long time to write about this very thing because I felt such a deep shame for my feelings. I thought (in a most ego centric way) that someone would read of my fears and failings and say 'that adoption thing is NOT for us!". I even stopped blogging for a while because I couldn't even fake it. While everyone was oohing and aaahhing over our new daughter and praising us five ways to Sunday for 'saving' this little girl I was falling apart inside. I felt like a hypocrite, a charlatan every time someone asked how we were doing-how she was adjusting. I had never doubted myself as a mother as I had in that first year. It was almost crippling, my fear that anything that any misstep in parenting her would lead to an insecure attachment and a host of other issues.
    I say this often and it has become my motto, "God will bridge the gap". I am so thankful for a God who drew me out of the pit, set my feet on a rock and did not let me fail.
    Thanks so much for sharing this post-have a great weekend!

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    1. OneThankfulmom
      April 19, 2010

      April, thank you for sharing this. I also worry sometimes about discouraging other families and that is not my intention at all! I hope that I can encourage while also being honest about the challenges we have faced. We have had a very good weekend…now I'm trying to finish braiding hair so the girls can go to bed.

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  2. coffeemom
    April 19, 2010

    thank you for this and the link to my post! It was a very hard post to put up and to write…but I am glad that it is "out" now. I want to encourage people too…but I also want to connect to any of the other moms who have felt that crippling gap as well.
    And, for what it's worth…I totally WOULD be your friend if we lived close by and feel we are in the blog world even now. Thank you! Michele/coffeemom

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    1. OneThankfulmom
      April 19, 2010

      It was my pleasure to share it. Who knows what God might do and how He might use your experience?

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  3. Amy
    April 23, 2010

    It took me a very long time to write about this very thing because I felt such a deep shame for my feelings. I thought (in a most ego centric way) that someone would read of my fears and failings and say ‘that adoption thing is NOT for us!”. I even stopped blogging for a while because I couldn’t even fake it. While everyone was oohing and aaahhing over our new daughter and praising us five ways to Sunday for ‘saving’ this little girl I was falling apart inside. I felt like a hypocrite, a charlatan every time someone asked how we were doing-how she was adjusting. I had never doubted myself as a mother as I had in that first year. It was almost crippling, my fear that anything that any misstep in parenting her would lead to an insecure attachment and a host of other issues.
    I say this often and it has become my motto, “God will bridge the gap”. I am so thankful for a God who drew me out of the pit, set my feet on a rock and did not let me fail.
    Thanks so much for sharing this post-have a great weekend!

    Reply

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