Today I bring part two of a four part series from my guest, Sarah. When I published my post, Have We Made Attachment an Idol, she wrote a comment so insightful and beautiful that I asked her to develop it into a guest post. That post was so rich that I asked her to expand it, and before we knew it, we had a four part series. I am very honored that she is entrusting her story to me – it is tender, raw, and hopeful.
The awkward dance with my new family continued for the next 11-years. I belonged to them, and them to me, as much as we were all emotionally and spiritually able. Given that a few of my universal truths had just been shattered – that my mom would always be there, that the world was a good and safe place, that God would take care of me – I wasn’t exactly entering my new family with much equity in my emotional & spiritual savings account.
Today begins a four part series of guest posts from Sarah. When I published my post, Have We Made Attachment an Idol, she wrote a comment so insightful and beautiful that I asked her to develop it into a guest post. That post was so rich that I asked her to expand it, and before we knew it, we had a four part series. I am very honored that she is entrusting her story to me – it is tender, raw, and hopeful.
The school bell rang and I skipped home alone under the warm September sun. Our apartment was dim and quiet when I arrived and I found my mom lying in bed, her grown niece, Caroline at her side. They looked as if they had been crying. They told me that we were moving to Caroline’s house that night.
My cheeks flushed a deep crimson. This was my fault.
Last month I shared a guest post, Joining a New Family at 16 [and Realistic Expectations]; it was hugely popular and helpful to many of us. Today I have the honor of sharing a follow-up post by the same author. Not only did Rebecca join her new family at the age of 16, she is also an adoptive mother (the pic above is of her beautiful children). I know you’ll enjoy hearing from her again.
Your comments on my guest post reminded me how easy it is for me to say “give yourself a break” and how much harder it is to do. None of us want to be lazy in how we care for our kids. We want to feel we’ve done everything in our power to help them succeed. We don’t want our kids with histories outside our homes to be or feel any different than our kids with no history outside our homes. We feel intense pressure to make everything right for them and to give them what we wish they had all along.
My friend, Carrie, recently shared some thoughts on a FB group about helping her children from “hard places” sleep. Sleep is a problem for me and has been a huge challenge for some of my children, so this grabbed my attention. I asked her if I could share this information with you. Maybe you’ll find something helpful here for your family.
Sleep! Over the last 6 years as our family has grown through adoption, I’ve pondered how that one small word could hold such deep, wide and consuming thoughts in my mind? Up until a few weeks ago, bed time for our 3 youngest was 7:30 with 5 mg melatonin. The problem was that we had a consistent issue of one or more of them waking up between 1:00-2:00, possibly stirring because of a need to go potty, or hearing others stir, and then waking up.
One of the best things about blogging is getting to know all of you. I learn so much from your comments, our Tuesday Topics, and from those of you who also write blogs. One of my favorite writers (and a friend) is Mary, the writer of Owlhaven. You probably already know her, but if you don’t, you’re going to love her blog.
Here is an excerpt from a favorite post, Keeping the Good Moments Good, that I think you’ll appreciate. She wrote this after navigating a challenging time while doing a “fun” craft project with her children. I love the way she approached this.
Today I’m a Guest Author at We are Grafted In. The site is “a place where we can gather as those who love God and either desire to build or grow our families through adoption, support those who do, or provide care for the millions of orphans around the world.”