For the first time in as long as I can remember we didn’t have any plans for the weekend—nowhere we had to be. Saturday was absolutely gorgeous and we spent the entire day outside: cleaning the chicken coop, planting plants, running around with Ali, cleaning out the garage. Sore muscles and sunburns but it was worth it, so refreshing and relaxing, just the three of us breathing deep and living our lives, going on. The judge’s pending decision pops back into my mind all the time but I shush the anxious thoughts and do my best to just be. To keep moving forward.
Foster Care Ch. 4 Prep: Looking Forward, Looking Back
11/06/2013As I spent the month of October preparing for our fourth child, I thought a lot about our first three. I’ve had this idea for a while but finally did it: an 8×10 photo, an initial and a shadow box of significant items for each child. It’s the start of our hallway gallery wall that might one day be full of difference faces and memories.
I also make a necklace in honor of my motherhood to these three sweethearts.
I made a CD of my “songs for the foster mama’s heart.”
I got our next kid’s room ready, including setting up the pack n play in case we get a baby. (And if we do, I’ll probably end up buying a second crib because Ali is still using hers.)
Lots of time was spent reading and praying, usually right in this spot on the couch in the morning before anyone else is up.
I spent half of a Saturday cooking several gallons of soup and stocking it in the freezer.
Sometimes I feel like the house is ready and other times I feel like I need a day to clean and organize. I know it’s ready enough and we have everything childproofed to DCS standards but I guess it’s just a nesting thing.
Then I rearranged the next kid’s room a little bit. This bed seems to only work in this one spot in this room and it kind of drives me nuts. I’m thinking I’ll eventually move it into Ali’s room and get some regular bunk beds that can be switched into twin beds for maximum flexibility.
Then more time has been spent resting, waiting, preparing, breathing deep in the now. A cup of tea on a sunny afternoon is balm to my soul.
One More Month
09/30/2013There is one month left in our self-imposed 90-day break from foster care following Buzz’s return home. The first month was a blur of catching up on life. The second month we fell back into rhythm as a family of three and life got really comfortable and easy again… Foster care was kind of a distant thought. In the final month I want to start preparing my heart and my home to enter the foster care world again.
Here’s a little reflection on my 90-day to do list from the beginning of August.
Here are my goals for the next 3 months:
• Take Ali to visit our friends in Cincinnati
• Visit our previous hometown Erie, PA and introduce Ali to her only great grandparent – Jason’s grandma who she was named after (and other friends and family, too!)
• Clean out and organize the garage. More. Again.
• Clean, rearrange the kids room
• Organize and store extra kids clothing in the closet for easier access
• Reorganize the playroom (pack up or give away toys that Ali has outgrown)
• Stock the freezer with meals again. More.
• Celebrate the 1 year anniversary of Ali’s adoption day
• Transition Ali into a big girl bed (AKA take the side off of her crib)… And then reverse it.
• Potty train Ali
• Clean out the van
• Clean and store spare car seats
• Sell the Mercedes and get another van (we love our van so much that we want a second one!) … Jason tells me there is no hurry for this.
• Take Ali to Dollywood while Jason’s playing there
• provide respite for another foster family … We were getting lots of requests over the summer through our family service worker but I haven’t seen any since the beginning of August. I guess it’s more of a summer thing.
• decide what I want to do with the rest of my life
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In the month of October I’m going to take a step back from blogging, maybe all together but for sure less than my usual 5 days a week. I plan to spend that time reading (I’m halfway through One Thousand Gifts and loving it…so poignant for this time), preparing our home (I’d love to have more meals in the freezer…cooking is nearly impossible for me when we have a new kid), praying (for my fellow foster mamas who are in the trenches right now facing the really hard stuff, for myself, Jason and Ali, for Buzz and his mom, for our next kids) and doing my best to stay on top of work and keep myself healthy emotionally, mentally, spiritually and physically.
If things are quiet around here, I’m off resting and restocking for the next big adventure. See you back here soon!
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90-Day To Do List
08/06/2013Buzz returned home to his mom on a 90-day trial basis. I really believe that he’ll be able to stay with her and everything will work out but just in case (and because it’s good excuse for a break), we’re not planning on taking any new placements for 3 months. That means lots of time to get stuff done: rest, regroup, reorganize, rearrange, restock, etc.
Here are my goals for the next 3 months:
• Take Ali to visit our friends in Cincinnati
• Visit our previous hometown Erie, PA and introduce Ali to her only great grandparent – Jason’s grandma who she was named after (and other friends and family, too!)
• Clean out and organize the garage. More. Again.
• Clean, rearrange the kids room
• Organize and store extra kids clothing in the closet for easier access
• Reorganize the playroom (pack up or give away toys that Ali has outgrown)
• Stock the freezer with meals again
• Celebrate the 1 year anniversary of Ali’s adoption day
• Transition Ali into a big girl bed (AKA take the side off of her crib)
Note: On both Saturday and Sunday I was blessed by a little girl falling asleep in her car seat and transferring easily into her bed. Night time has had a few bumps but overall she’s doing really, really well. I’ll write more about the transition from crib to bed if anyone wants to hear about it.
• Potty train Ali
• Clean out the van
• Clean and store spare car seats
• Sell the Mercedes and get another van (we love our van so much that we want a second one!)
• Take Ali to Dollywood while Jason’s playing there
• provide respite for another foster family
• decide what I want to do with the rest of my life
3 trips, lots of cleaning and organizing, lots of time spent with our little girl
Soaking It In
01/30/2013I disciplined myself to rest from sundown Saturday until sundown Sunday. I’m trying a new thing this year inspired by the way the Jewish people observe the Sabbath (only I’m doing it the following day). I had spent every minute of Ali’s naptime and every evening after she’s asleep for several days nesting–organizing, unpacking the last few things, hanging shelves, curtains, etc. Either that or I was finished up some wedding invitations I designed for my sister’s friend. Jason was in Florida on tour and I had been busy. It was really difficult to rest, especially on a gorgeous sunny afternoon. Once Ali was asleep, I decided to sit outside in the sunshine for at least 20 minutes to get my daily dose of Vitamin D.
Our courtyard offered the perfect spot, in direct sunlight just for an hour or two in the afternoon. Lucy joined me outside while I planned our meals for the week and sent some emails I’d been trying to find time for.
Once I came back inside, I spent sometime reading and started a book that I’ve read several times before, The Power of the Praying Wife. After a few hours of forced rest, I had a list of things I was ready to do as soon as the sun went down, which was just about the time Ali was waking up from her nap. It’s hard to explain but I felt really truly refreshed: full of energy and joy. Ali and I ate dinner, went grocery shopping, I gave her a bath and put her to bed and then I cleaned the house. Wow! I felt ready to start the week and to welcome my man home on Monday after 5 days in a tour bus. Home to a clean house with a full fridge, meals planned for the week, and two happy girls waiting for him.