To Go or Not to Go

It’s an odd day for me, I can’t decide whether to rush forward, or sit back.  My day and my brain seem to be suspended.

We were planning to leave for Seattle this afternoon, but with snow and freezing rain predicted, we are considering canceling.  Do I run about packing, or do I wait until 3:00 and then pack like a crazy woman if we decide to go? We have a full day of appointments scheduled Thursday beginning with therapy in the morning followed by an afternoon at Seattle Children’s. I hate the thought of rescheduling everything – it was tough enough piecing it all together the first time.  But I really don’t like the thought of having an accident late at night on icy roads.  I’m leaning toward playing it safe.

Our homeschooling week got off to a good start.  Despite our long Christmas break, Eby and Little Man are making rapid progress on their reading lessons.  Yesterday we had fun doing math with blocks and Eby worked through several pages in his math book.  Since I’ve been adding things to our large family calendar, we’ve had several opportunities to sing through the months of the year and read the days of the week over and over.  I also decided to continue with the One Year Bible for Children for another year since we enjoyed it so much in 2010.  The lessons are a perfect length and I like having dated lessons to keep us moving along.

I’m still behind on laundry since our break last week; at this very moment I am staring at an overflowing basket.  And to make me feel even less organized, Russ and I have a dismantled bunkbed in our bedroom waiting to be stored or given away.  We had the opportunity to replace Eby and Little Man’s bed with a more solid bunkbed that we hope will help them sleep better. Eby is such a restless sleeper that his bed creaked with every movement, waking both the boys.  Now we have to decide whether to give the old bed away or store it until we can take it to Russ’ parents house where we are short on beds.

I just tucked the boys in for  Quiet Hour – after one Bible Story, three nursery rhymes and two library books.  Eby is settled in his room with a large bin of K’nex and Sunshine is reading one more story to Little Man who always needs “just one more.”

I have one hour to accomplish my list, or maybe close my eyes for a moment…

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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.


  1. coffeemom
    January 13, 2011

    OH….I know how hard it is to arrange these trips AND how important they are. Heck I reap the benefits of them too, here . But….I'd say, play it safe. We've had an insane weather week and I can only imagine that's something similar to what you'd be driving through. So, I hope you are either home and drinking coffee or safe and sound and sleeping all tucked in in Seattle already. But, I think safer is better….appointments can be rescheduled, car wrecks…..well, they mess everything up, for a really long time!

  2. Margaret
    January 13, 2011

    My daughter 'stresses' whenever she knows ahead of time that we are going somewhere or someone is coming here. How do you handle this with your daughter?
    Thank you, Margaret


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