Faith's Findings

It has taken me almost two months to be able to really pen this down—partly because I’ve been taking care of a newborn and partly because it’s emotional. After I’ve been able to process it, I still find myself in tears. I’m emotional and thankful and hormonal. So, while this may not be the best post and it’s long, it is documenting one of the scariest and most beautiful times in my life.  Sunday, February 17, 2019 I woke up just like any other Sunday, except I wasn’t 100%. I had Jimmie check my blood pressure and while it was a little high, it was not over the numbers our doctor gave us.  “Anything over 160/100, then you need to come in!” Got up. Got dressed. Went to church. Had lunch. Came home and everyone took a nap, mainly because I just didn’t feel good. I couldn’t tell anyone what was wrong, but just that I didn’t feel good. Something was off, but I just didn’t know what.  Around 4, I had Jimmie check my blood pressure again.  It was...

     For months, Jimmie and I have been in and out of courtrooms and attorney offices over our children. One in which was such a happy occasion where I was able to legally call them mine through the gift of adoption. It is not lost on me the beauty here or that this is an answer to their biological mother’s prayers. I am humbled to be given such a gift and journey.       Other times we’ve been fighting to keep our children and keeping their physical and emotional well beings safe. And because I am struggling, I physically cannot type anymore about this with details because I’m struggling with words. Correction: I’m struggling with Christ-like words.       I let my kids play barefoot at the park just the other day. I sat and watched my kids be kids. I listened to the screams, the giggles, the shrieks of delight. I watched as my Elsa chased my Captain America. And grief and courtrooms were a million miles away.  Th...

Parenting...                    What a humbling experience…                                                                        yet, what a rewarding experience. "For  God so loved the world ,  that he gave his only Son,  that whoever believes in Him  should not perish but have eternal life."  - John 3:16 You see, I have these two babes and oh, how I love them. How I love them as if I felt every kick in the womb, saw their first smile, heard their first cry, or kissed their first bo-bo.  Circumstances being what they were deemed in God’s perfect will, they are now mine. And we are in the throes of life together. Its definitely an adventure! But oh, the lessons they are teaching me and they don’...

  Motherhood.   Motherhood: Isn’t it funny? One day you are walking along, getting ready for a new school year, living your life, and then the next day, you have kids. NO? That’s not how it is for everyone? Ha! My journey to motherhood has been anything but traditional or conventional. There wasn’t 9 months of preparation for a child. There was a coffee date that turned into seeing “The Emoji Movie” two days later, and the 4 of us have never looked back. We just were. We just fit. We just are. This whirlwind of motherhood has come into my life like a wrecking ball. (I’m sorry for the Miley reference, but it fits.) Motherhood has rearranged my priorities. These two littles have rearranged my heart and passions. I see the world differently. I do things differently. Motherhood is interesting. It is a joy and it is exhausting in the most rewarding way. I have recently kept a log of a few motherhood observations. I do the weirdest t...