Almost a year ago we adopted our daughter, the girl who had been a part of our family for nearly four years. She came to us as a teeny tiny, vulnerable baby girl, and has grown into a slightly larger, even … Continue reading →
Someone asked recently if it bothered me when our adopted son calls his birth mother “mom.” I confidently answered that it does not bother me. However, this was not always the case. When we started our journey to becoming foster parents, … Continue reading →
I don’t know about you, but before we became a foster family we knew NO ONE who fostered. As a family of four, we were taking a leap of faith into this unknown world. We had so many questions and very … Continue reading →
As a two-mom household, we have always been concerned about our children facing discrimination because their parents are lesbians. Recently, Shay (our 6-year-old adopted son) was told he could not have two mommies by a classmate. He informed his peer that … Continue reading →
Whenever I try to come up with words to describe what it’s like to be a foster parent/family, I’m always a bit stuck — just like being a parent of any kid brings up … Continue reading →
We’ve all experienced those awkward situations where we don’t know what to say and we are at a loss for words. When we find ourselves in those situations, there are a couple ways we respond. Too often we say nothing, or we … Continue reading →
Did you know in professional golf the average margin of victory over the last 25 years, in four major tournaments, came down to just two strokes over four days of play? Olympic athletes, who have trained their whole lives for just … Continue reading →
We first met our daughter when she was 3 months old – a tiny, bald, screaming-at-the-top-of-her-lungs little baby. She was scared, she didn’t recognize the voices she was hearing or the new smells of someone else’s home, or this other … Continue reading →
As a parent of a high school senior, our family is deep in the summer season of graduation – ceremonies, parties, and the constant celebration of successes. Yet what if I told you to you should also celebrate failure? What … Continue reading →
Every once in a while, right in the middle of a typically normal activity like folding the laundry or washing dishes, it hits me. I realize just how lucky – no, how blessed, I am! You see, as an adoptive … Continue reading →