One of my favorite pictures EVER. The moment after my 4th son was born. Life is such a gift. I gave birth to my 4th healthy son just 6 months after my sister lost her son. In the same hospital … Continue reading
One year ago I got a call about a 21 month old baby girl that needed to be moved from her current foster home. After about 1 minute I knew that she needed to be in my arms. In my … Continue reading
I’ve got that feeling tonight… the feeling when you are so tired but you don’t want to sleep because you dread what waking up means. It means tomorrow is a fun Blessing Party for missy miss but also it means I have only 2 more days with me as her mama. I hoping I will change to Auntie and by that I mean stay in her life forever. Tonight we told her she’d be sleeping somewhere else in a couple days. She asked if #browneyedbabyj would sleep there too, I told her no. Then she told me #levibrealitytv no sleep there. She told me a funny story about how dad told her that she needed to sleep in her bed not somewhere else. I told her it was the judge boss who decided, not us and that I wanted to keep her forever but that her relative really wanted her to sleep at her house now too. That the boss said she has to.
She didn’t talk after that. The lights were out after that and as I rocked her she wrapped her arms around me so tight and still until I could feel her silently crying. Then she grabbed my face and wiped my tears and fell asleep. It’s almost like she’s done this before and kinda understands. So young and so much ahead happened in her short life. It hurts.
I finished her huge photo album tonight but left out so much I wanted to say and 1,000 pictures I couldn’t fit. Finishing it made it seem so final. Marking termination of placement on a form felt so surreal. Picturing the future all I can see is her. She’s a fighter and has a bold voice. She has a servants heart and seeks justice. We’ll never be the same but I know we’ll be ok. Hope lives inside us. It lives in her now and it lives in me. Adventure awaits for both of us.
#fosteringishard #fostercare #fosterlove #fosterlife #lilmissmercy #loveyousomuch
Parenting is hard, can I get an amen?! But these two celebrate it with this funny and relateable music video! I don’t care how bad the rapping is, it brings a smile to my face. Just like the swagger wagon video. #hatersgonnahate #parentpride
There was a text message that I sent to mama friends one morning and it spurred an idea. What if we all shared crazy moments in our days? Would it make us all feel a little more normal? grateful? Would it add some much-needed laughter or even pent-up tears after laughing? Anyway, it seemed like a good idea. Then I logged onto Facebook and saw this…
Seeing this confirmed my thoughts. Let’s share our crazy and get uplifted in the meantime.
This is the text.
Note to self: Never forget how hard it is to be a mom with a bunch of young kids.
The day starts when hubby’s alarm goes off at 5:20am, and then again at 5:30am, and then you wake up hubby. 6:15 baby wakes up let him talk in his crib until you get up at 6:40am. Throw hair in a messy bun. 6:42am start breakfast. 6:50am 16 yr old girl showering in front bathroom + 9-year-old boy pooping in the other=3 year old peeing in kitchen. 6:55am clean up Pee off rug, 2 kitchen towels a child’s apron, pajamas and his mini boxer briefs. 7:02am Ask hubby to change baby’s dirty diaper. 7:03am sweep ants off of my legs 7:04 sweep ants from under the table out the door 7:05am finish getting breakfast hot and then put ice in it to get it cool enough to eat. 7:06am find lunch boxes. 7:07am make lunches. 7:10am listen to boys complain about having melted ice in their oatmeal 7:30am style 2 boys hair. 7:35am clean oatmeal off of the baby, the baby’s hair, the babies chair, the babies bib, pj’s, the ground. 7:38am hubby pep talks me about lowering expectation of what I will accomplish today. He kisses us all. And the babies wave and yell as 2 big boys & hubby go to school. Followed by the teen. 7:40am wonder if the baby actually ate any of the oatmeal. 7:41am 1/2 way clean up breakfast. Put away lunch stuff. 7:43am clean up baby again after sticking his hand in the peanut butter jar.
8:05am 8:12am eat my nice cold breakfast 🙂 8:15am decide to start a blog about it
And some days are just like this!
Watch this video awesome from the ladies at The Girls with Glasses
It pretty much sums up the life of a Mama Living the Dream!
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