It's been an eventful bunch of months. I adjusted to working outside the home, weathered motherhood, and had countless moments of self reflection. Blah blah blah, I lived. I got wrapped up in it. This is just the obligatory explanation that I feel compelled to make after not blogging for so long. I (we) also … Continue reading What About My Son?
I want to be happy. I want to feel fulfilled. I want to figure out what my passion is and follow it. But, I'm not. And, I haven't (yet). A couple of months ago, I started working. It's not because I wanted to. It's not because I thought I needed time away from my kids. But, I … Continue reading Hired For a Job That I’m Not Doing
I think when you adopt, there tends to be that fear in the back of your mind that your child will one day think you are not enough. There is for me, anyway. I worry about when they'll start wondering about their biology and that mysterious birth parent. I’d be lying if I said that I don't … Continue reading Insecurities of the Adoptive Mom