Transracial Adoption. Race. Racism. White Privilege. Mentors. Represeantation. Two years ago, a little black boy rocked my white world. Adoption was how the hubs and I wished to add a second child to our family. And adopting from our South African homeland pretty much guaranteed that our new bundle of joy would be a black little person. Click to read more.
Living abroad. Communication. Long-distance relationships. One of the biggest concerns I have had since moving overseas is how our relationships with friends and family back home will be affected. Will my friends and I still have things to talk about when we visit? How will our relationships with our family members change? Will our kid’s little friends forget them? How will we feel when we visit our home church: like strangers or family members? Click to read more.
Motherhood. Parenting. Encouragement. Funny. Little children. I am four years and eleven months into the parenting gig. This is, in my opinion, more than enough time for the rose-colored mom-glasses that I initially wore to be broken and added to the pile in my house of other things my kids have broken.My three children are spaced closely enough that the hubs and I regularly ask one another, “What were we thinking?” in desperation (and we’re only half-kidding.) Click to read more.
I should have written long ago. I’m sorry. That monumental exchange when your son became my son was more than two years ago. I have not written once. In all honesty, I don’t give you much thought at all. I promised myself that I would. In fact, before yours became mine, in a sentimental-yet-sincere letter to you, I promised that I would remember you, that I would hold you high in my (our?) son’s life. I know that you never read the letter, but still. I promised you. I promised me. How is it…
I was about an hour into watching Marley and Me with my kids this morning when it suddenly occurred to me: This movie about the dog looked an awful lot like this life with the kids. Boom. Once that thought hit my brain waves, the similarities were everywhere. I began to view all of mom-life and parenting through the lenses of the many dog movies I’ve watched. http://www.thislifeintransit.com/parenting-lessons-dog-movies/