I Met My Son’s Mom

I Met My Son’s Mom

  In the spring of 2013 I met my son’s mom. It was so good and hard, and sobering. I love that I can honestly say to him one day how bright and beautiful she was. How her eyes sparkled like his and that she stood only 4’10 so to blame his height challenge on her....
Adoption Musings Part 3

Adoption Musings Part 3

Adoption Musings are old blog posts journaling our Ugandan adoption. Friends were gracious and generous to celebrate Jericho joining our family by throwing an adoption shower. It was a memorable afternoon connecting with friends about why we chose to adopt, sharing...
Adoption Musings Part 2

Adoption Musings Part 2

Adoption Musings are old blog posts journaling our Ugandan adoption. Like most little girls I dreamed of one day marrying my prince and having babies. Now, as an adult, I’m happily married and over the moon about becoming a mom. I’m expecting a baby, but not the old...
Slum Angel

Slum Angel

I’ve been looking forward to all the holiday parties, plays, and dress up days for my son in pre-school. In theory, these sounded totes dorbs, but in actuality they are a ton of work. My son, Jericho, rotates classes every other day which means double of every...