The Days of Having Young Children

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This morning Little Man woke up with a tummy ache. I’m not sure that his tummy hurt so much as he wanted to sit in the quiet morning with me, snuggled up in my lap, rocking.  We sat in the sunshine, his body curled against mine with his head on my chest, my chin resting on his curls. It was peaceful.

Last week we took a walk to see the neighbor’s horses and he held my hand. His small hand felt so nice in mine and as we strolled along and it occurred to me that this won’t last forever.

These days of having young children are moving swiftly by. He is seven. It won’t be long before he is too big to fit on my lap with ease.

Eby will be nine at the end of this month. He doesn’t tolerate much touch, so when he gives me a kiss or lets me hug him, it’s a sweet moment. The best times are when we are reading together and his desire to see the page is strong enough that he sits very close by my side.

Little Man and Eby give me so much joy. When we thought our baby days were over, God placed them in our family.

Such an amazing gift.

On a not nearly so important note, Facebook is making changes that are affecting those of us who have Facebook Pages. I have a couple of favors to ask.

First, would you please “Like” my FB page? Follow this link and it will take you right there. While it may seem silly, publishers care about how many “Likes” a person has, and my book is slowly creeping along. It’s one way you can support my writing.

Second,when I put a new post up on my One Thankful Mom site, I share a link on FB. In the past, FB would show the link in your newsfeed and you could click on it if you wanted to read it. Now FB wants people with FB pages to pay for advertising so they are only putting the link on a fraction of our followers’ newsfeeds. If you would like to get a link, you can go to the “Liked” button on my page, hover over it, and then click on “get notifications.” On the days you have time to read, you will know if I have a new post up.

It finally feels like spring in north Idaho and we are loving it! It’s hard to do schoolwork when the sun is shining. Tonight we are celebrating Andrew and Mimi’s birthdays with a special dinner and I would much rather bake a cake than do math lessons. We’ll see how disciplined we can force ourselves to be.

Thanks for reading, friends. Have a great day.

Lisa

 

 

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. Emily
    April 8, 2014

    I sure love those boys.

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    1. Lisa Qualls
      April 8, 2014

      Me too.

      Reply
  2. Anita
    April 8, 2014

    My little man is now 9. When he came home to us, he was 5 and didn't speak any English. I so wanted to comfort him when he was scared or hurt but he wouldn't allow me to hug or rock or do much of anything that involved closeness. At 9 he has turned that corner. He wants to sleep with at least one of us at night (both would be his ideal but our bed is only so big for us, him, the dog, and cat. He wants to "cuddle" when we're doing homework or reading books or the sun is shining or it's dinner time or…even though I've had many nights with broken sleep to accommodate his needs, am cherishing every minute. It won't last long and it will never come again. Such, precious, moments in our lives.

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    1. Lisa Qualls
      April 8, 2014

      That is lovely, Anita. How wonderful that he trusts you and wants to be so close.

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  3. DFNY
    April 8, 2014

    It really is such a special time. My daughter, 8.5, loves to hold my hand as we walk a block to the crossing guard and across the street to school. She runs ahead as I watch her and she turns around to wave. I wish my 9 yr old son would hold my hand more often but he does kiss me good night several times before heading to bed or allowing me to leave his room each night. We will miss all this…I hope it won't be too soon. Enjoy every moment.

    Damaris

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    1. Lisa Qualls
      April 8, 2014

      It's bittersweet, isn't it. I love watching them grow, and at the same time, I wish they would stay little. We're very blessed moms, Damaris. Thanks for the comment.

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  4. Lisa H.
    April 8, 2014

    I have to say I'm SO enjoying the love of my littles, especially my new baby girl. She keeps me on my toes and I'm exhausted at the end of the day, but the sweet snuggles at bedtime are SO worth it!….My oldest daughter decided I'm a "Retro" mom…She said I'm not "Antique Mom" because "You're not technically a hundred years old yet…" There's some perspective for me! :o) A hug to you friend!

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    1. Lisa Qualls
      April 9, 2014

      I'll be a "retro mom" with you, Lisa! I love that. I want to hear all about your new little girl when you have a moment.

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  5. Elizabeth
    April 9, 2014

    I love those sweet moments and always want to treasure them!

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    1. Lisa Qualls
      April 9, 2014

      Me too, Elizabeth.

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  6. Kylee
    April 15, 2014

    I''ve still been getting your notifications on my newsfeed; I'll opt to get notifications, just in case! Enjoying the spring-like weather down here in Texas, too. Summer heat will be here before we southerners are ready.

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