How am I doing? Well, physically I'm doing great! Emotionally, I'm OK. I'd like to say great but that wouldn't be the truth. So why am I just OK? Let me tell you.
We're still waiting. In case you're new here, we're waiting for an adoption placement.
Now, this isn't our first time on the roller coaster it's our 3rd. The waiting at any stage of adoption is hard. But it seems to be particularly difficult in the final stage. The stage after the application is accepted, the home study is done and approved and all you have left is the wait for the match. The wait for the phone call that has your ASW on the other end of the line saying, "I've found your child!" This is the hardest part.
Today is particularly hard. Mostly because I got that call. Well sort of. Our ASW called but it wasn't to say she found our children. It was to say that we'd been turned down for another sibling group. I guess this one was harder because it wasn't that the children had been placed just that their worker felt we weren't the right match. See when we get the call that says, "Sorry you weren't chosen, because the children have been placed." That is bittersweet. I get happy because children I was aware of and hoped to bring home, got a forever family. That makes me happy. But I get sad too because the children I hoped to bring home aren't coming. So we're back to waiting.
It's been 3 long years since the beginning. Just over 2 years since we've been waiting to be matched. We had a few months when we were on 'unofficial hold' while we had our home study updated, and got to know our new worker. This ride on the roller coaster just seems longer and more up and down.
So, this weekend we're off to another matching event. I'm hoping we finally find our child or children at this one.
We are a very strong christian family and we believe that our children will come when God says it's time, we're just wishing his clock worked more like ours. *Sigh* In His time. That's what keeps us going; that and the great support network we have. When you have a fantastic support network like ours, you just don't get stressed out all that much.
What keeps you going?
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Not Adoption Related...
Is today's topic. I just watched a news report on a young lady who just committed suicide because of bullying. The headline was "...now questions are being asked..." basically now that she's gone how can we stop bullying. Why is it ALWAYS AFTER someones child has taken their life? Why are we not working daily to teach our children to accept everyone and all life circumstances? Why are we only concerned for a day or two AFTER we hear about someones child killing themselves? What's wrong with TODAY?
I have a vague spark of an idea but I'm not sure how to fan the flame into a full blown firestorm of action.
See my spark is that we, the parents, or adults in general, have to show up at all the schools in our towns everyday and stop the bullying. Things only get worse when it's just one child's parent(s) going to the school or the bully's family and trying to effect change. That bullied child gets bullied worse. I know, it was me, many moons ago. But things around this issue haven't changed much. They've gotten worse.
We have anti-bully day and then it's over. We all wear pink for a day. But what does it really do? Nothing. It does absolutely NOTHING! My child was bullied on anti-bully day 3 years ago. The bully was wearing pink, but it didn't stop him. The school staff did, thankfully. But that bully never truly got punished.
Back to my spark. How many people would volunteer to show up everyday at a community school until each and every school can state that there is NO BULLYING happening at their school? Inconvenient? You betcha, but isn't it better than sitting at a memorial for yet another child? Isn't it better to figure out who the bully's are and start helping them with their issues on a daily basis? Figure out who the victim's are and work with them so that the bully's don't have an opening?
I need help to figure this one out. I, for one, do not want to go to another funeral or memorial service, or celebration of life for one more single young person.
HELP ME!!!
P.S. I know there will be someone sitting at their desk thinking that bullying doesn't only happen to young people in school. That's true, but if we can eradicate it from the schools, we have a higher chance of eradicating it from workplaces too. It's a vicious circle. Let's break the cycle.
I have a vague spark of an idea but I'm not sure how to fan the flame into a full blown firestorm of action.
See my spark is that we, the parents, or adults in general, have to show up at all the schools in our towns everyday and stop the bullying. Things only get worse when it's just one child's parent(s) going to the school or the bully's family and trying to effect change. That bullied child gets bullied worse. I know, it was me, many moons ago. But things around this issue haven't changed much. They've gotten worse.
We have anti-bully day and then it's over. We all wear pink for a day. But what does it really do? Nothing. It does absolutely NOTHING! My child was bullied on anti-bully day 3 years ago. The bully was wearing pink, but it didn't stop him. The school staff did, thankfully. But that bully never truly got punished.
Back to my spark. How many people would volunteer to show up everyday at a community school until each and every school can state that there is NO BULLYING happening at their school? Inconvenient? You betcha, but isn't it better than sitting at a memorial for yet another child? Isn't it better to figure out who the bully's are and start helping them with their issues on a daily basis? Figure out who the victim's are and work with them so that the bully's don't have an opening?
I need help to figure this one out. I, for one, do not want to go to another funeral or memorial service, or celebration of life for one more single young person.
HELP ME!!!
P.S. I know there will be someone sitting at their desk thinking that bullying doesn't only happen to young people in school. That's true, but if we can eradicate it from the schools, we have a higher chance of eradicating it from workplaces too. It's a vicious circle. Let's break the cycle.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Mean Mom...
A couple of months ago my oldest son yelled at me, "You're a mean Mom!" He didn't like my response. I jumped up and down, pumping my arms in the air like an athlete who had just won first place in an Olympic event, screaming (yes screaming), " Yay! I did it! Where's my trophy?" My son went into a pout and asked, "Why are you so happy when I just called you a mean mom?" I said, "Because it's always been my goal to be a mean mom, just like my mom was to me." He queried, "Why?" I replied, "Because it means I'm your mom, not your friend and I'm teaching you the ways of the world and not sugar coating things. I'm teaching you that the world doesn't revolve around you and that you have to work for you accomplishments." Again, I got the pout with the arms folded crossly over his chest.
Now some of you may think I'm being harsh because my child has FASD and can't possibly understand the ways of the world or learn to do things for himself at only 8 years old. Well, I disagree. My son (both of them actually) is highly intelligent. He does have some learning disabilities, but that just means repetition, not molly coddling him. He can, and will if I have anything to say about it, learn to be a good citizen of this world. I will do my very best to raise him to be happy (whatever his definition is) in how he chooses to live his life. I will do my very best to teach him how to stand on his own two feet. Does that mean he will be out of my house at 18 years of age, doubtful, but one day he will. And oh yes, I will be there to help when it's needed. That may mean more teaching but it's still help.
So where does this come from today, you may ask. Well it comes from a book my Mum bought me when I told her about being called a mean mom. While strolling through Wal Mart one day soon after that, she came across a book called "Mean Moms Rule" By Denise Schipani. What an inspiring and confirming book. I recommend this book to all moms. This lady talks about how doing the hard stuff now creates good kids later. Whether you're adopting typical kids or children with higher needs, this book has some very good advice even for us. Yes she's talking about having biological children, (although she does mention adoption a couple of times) she talks a lot about the peer pressure we as parents feel from other parents who are following "the societal pack". Times have changed since our grandparents, and parents have raised children, that's true, but our world isn't that much different. Yes we have more cars and they're faster, but the amount of child predators isn't truly anymore it's just more publicized. But I'm off the point. Read this book. It will show you just how you can take your children and raise them to be good and productive citizens.
Have a great day and God bless you all!
Now some of you may think I'm being harsh because my child has FASD and can't possibly understand the ways of the world or learn to do things for himself at only 8 years old. Well, I disagree. My son (both of them actually) is highly intelligent. He does have some learning disabilities, but that just means repetition, not molly coddling him. He can, and will if I have anything to say about it, learn to be a good citizen of this world. I will do my very best to raise him to be happy (whatever his definition is) in how he chooses to live his life. I will do my very best to teach him how to stand on his own two feet. Does that mean he will be out of my house at 18 years of age, doubtful, but one day he will. And oh yes, I will be there to help when it's needed. That may mean more teaching but it's still help.
So where does this come from today, you may ask. Well it comes from a book my Mum bought me when I told her about being called a mean mom. While strolling through Wal Mart one day soon after that, she came across a book called "Mean Moms Rule" By Denise Schipani. What an inspiring and confirming book. I recommend this book to all moms. This lady talks about how doing the hard stuff now creates good kids later. Whether you're adopting typical kids or children with higher needs, this book has some very good advice even for us. Yes she's talking about having biological children, (although she does mention adoption a couple of times) she talks a lot about the peer pressure we as parents feel from other parents who are following "the societal pack". Times have changed since our grandparents, and parents have raised children, that's true, but our world isn't that much different. Yes we have more cars and they're faster, but the amount of child predators isn't truly anymore it's just more publicized. But I'm off the point. Read this book. It will show you just how you can take your children and raise them to be good and productive citizens.
Have a great day and God bless you all!
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Happy Canada Day, Eh?
So it's been over a month since I've written, again. Sorry about that. I've been ill, busy, and anxious.
I was ill with what was originally thought to be pneumonia, but turned out to be nothing more than a really nasty, clingy, forever relationship type cold/cough. (We just found out it wasn't pneumonia even though it sure felt like it!)
I was busy with the end of school for my oldest. He did amazing! He actually finished school to the very last day. We checked with him a couple of times a week to see if he was managing alright or if he wanted to be pulled out early. He was having a good time and coping with the lack of routine quite well. So proud of him. He also got promoted to Grade 4! With flying colours I might add! So now he's home for the summer.
I've been anxious because we still have no placement. We were asked about a sibling group and whether or not we could handle their special needs and were we comfortable considering a need we'd said no to. After a few days discussion we said yes. Please send us the whole proposal package. That's when the other shoe dropped. The workers of the children told us (well our worker) that they haven't even looked at our homestudy yet! They don't even know if we're the family they want for the children! Grrrr. It's so frustrating. So we're sitting here waiting to hear whether or not we're going to even get a proposal package for the children. Been a couple of weeks now. So, in the mean time if other children come along we'll view their packages. Maybe our children are still out there waiting for the right time to come forward. All in God's time. It's also been suggested that maybe I need someone to talk to. Someone who isn't familiar with our situation. Someone who can be an unbiased sounding board for me, who can help me deal with the anxiety that is perceived. I admit that I'm somewhat tense about the situation, but I do have people who help when I need to talk. People who understand the way I feel, not some total stranger whose never been in a situation similar to mine. Don't get me wrong; I'm all for counsellors. I think they are highly needed and I respect them greatly. There are times when I truly feel I need one and I seek the appropriate one. I am of the belief that for a counsellor to be effective, they need to have life experience as well as book knowledge and unfortunately with my research, I haven't found one locally who has the experience I'm looking for. But I will find one and take care of my issues. The first step is admitting there is an issue. (I won't make the exact quote because I don't have an addiction.)
So, in the last month and a bit our youngest had his 4th birthday! He's growing up so fast. He got spoiled rotten. All of our family and friends gathered for a luncheon and cake and tonnes of presents. Our boy is doing so well. I'm so proud of him too.
Well there's been a lot more things going on, but some are just too personal to share. I shared the bits I shared today to show that adoption is a long and rough road. Anyone who thinks it's all sunshine and lollipops is on glue! This isn't easy and occasionally we need help. Never be afraid to admit you need help. It's for the best.
Have a great day and God Bless!
I was ill with what was originally thought to be pneumonia, but turned out to be nothing more than a really nasty, clingy, forever relationship type cold/cough. (We just found out it wasn't pneumonia even though it sure felt like it!)
I was busy with the end of school for my oldest. He did amazing! He actually finished school to the very last day. We checked with him a couple of times a week to see if he was managing alright or if he wanted to be pulled out early. He was having a good time and coping with the lack of routine quite well. So proud of him. He also got promoted to Grade 4! With flying colours I might add! So now he's home for the summer.
I've been anxious because we still have no placement. We were asked about a sibling group and whether or not we could handle their special needs and were we comfortable considering a need we'd said no to. After a few days discussion we said yes. Please send us the whole proposal package. That's when the other shoe dropped. The workers of the children told us (well our worker) that they haven't even looked at our homestudy yet! They don't even know if we're the family they want for the children! Grrrr. It's so frustrating. So we're sitting here waiting to hear whether or not we're going to even get a proposal package for the children. Been a couple of weeks now. So, in the mean time if other children come along we'll view their packages. Maybe our children are still out there waiting for the right time to come forward. All in God's time. It's also been suggested that maybe I need someone to talk to. Someone who isn't familiar with our situation. Someone who can be an unbiased sounding board for me, who can help me deal with the anxiety that is perceived. I admit that I'm somewhat tense about the situation, but I do have people who help when I need to talk. People who understand the way I feel, not some total stranger whose never been in a situation similar to mine. Don't get me wrong; I'm all for counsellors. I think they are highly needed and I respect them greatly. There are times when I truly feel I need one and I seek the appropriate one. I am of the belief that for a counsellor to be effective, they need to have life experience as well as book knowledge and unfortunately with my research, I haven't found one locally who has the experience I'm looking for. But I will find one and take care of my issues. The first step is admitting there is an issue. (I won't make the exact quote because I don't have an addiction.)
So, in the last month and a bit our youngest had his 4th birthday! He's growing up so fast. He got spoiled rotten. All of our family and friends gathered for a luncheon and cake and tonnes of presents. Our boy is doing so well. I'm so proud of him too.
Well there's been a lot more things going on, but some are just too personal to share. I shared the bits I shared today to show that adoption is a long and rough road. Anyone who thinks it's all sunshine and lollipops is on glue! This isn't easy and occasionally we need help. Never be afraid to admit you need help. It's for the best.
Have a great day and God Bless!
Friday, May 25, 2012
Parental Support...
Is there any? This topic has been on my mind for some time now. The inspiration/courage to make this post comes from an online friend who just posted to her blog about it too. So here goes.
We all know that my DH and I are adoptive parents to two of the most beautiful and wonderful boys in the world. We also know that we are not secretive about their special needs either. We work diligently with the professionals that our boys need. We do it with gusto and without shame. We view our boys needs as another way to utilize the gifts God gave them and help them be a force in this world in a way that a "typical" child won't be able to. What we don't do so openly is seek help for ourselves. As parents. That's not to say that we don't seek assistance when we need it, we do; but not necessarily professional help.
There are agencies that provide every form of help for our special needs children. But what there isn't an abundance of is professionals who actually specialize in helping the parents of those children. Most often those parents need someone to talk to who will listen and say, " I get it! I've been where you are. You are not alone. I can help you." That help needs to come in the form of an empathetic ear. A shoulder that is prepared to be good and soggy. A hand that is willing to help a person get back up from the depths of despair from parenting a child with special needs and feeling like a complete failure. There is no such thing as a failure when it comes to parenting the special needs child....unless you do nothing. If you pretend your special needs child is absolutely typical and do nothing but live in denial, then yes, you're probably failing. Sorry. That is the cold hard fact. For those of us/you that do everything that is suggested and that you can think of and nothing seems to work with your child, you need someone you can turn to. You're not alone.
This post is my accountability to those of you who know me and those of you who don't. I'm going back to school. I'm going to get the diploma to go along with the life experience I've had for 35 years. I'm going to do what (to the best of my knowledge) nobody in this community has done, and that is get my counselling diploma first then become professionally available to families of special needs children. I'm going to do whatever I can to offer help and solutions (actual solutions) for those who are heading down that spiraling road of despair. When that means I have to physically assist in some way then I will. The families will know that I'm not just offering platitudes but that I've been (or am) where they are! I will work together with these families to build an actual working together community of support. In this community with a heart, we can!
Stay tuned, I'm jazzed.
Have a great day, and God Bless You!
We all know that my DH and I are adoptive parents to two of the most beautiful and wonderful boys in the world. We also know that we are not secretive about their special needs either. We work diligently with the professionals that our boys need. We do it with gusto and without shame. We view our boys needs as another way to utilize the gifts God gave them and help them be a force in this world in a way that a "typical" child won't be able to. What we don't do so openly is seek help for ourselves. As parents. That's not to say that we don't seek assistance when we need it, we do; but not necessarily professional help.
There are agencies that provide every form of help for our special needs children. But what there isn't an abundance of is professionals who actually specialize in helping the parents of those children. Most often those parents need someone to talk to who will listen and say, " I get it! I've been where you are. You are not alone. I can help you." That help needs to come in the form of an empathetic ear. A shoulder that is prepared to be good and soggy. A hand that is willing to help a person get back up from the depths of despair from parenting a child with special needs and feeling like a complete failure. There is no such thing as a failure when it comes to parenting the special needs child....unless you do nothing. If you pretend your special needs child is absolutely typical and do nothing but live in denial, then yes, you're probably failing. Sorry. That is the cold hard fact. For those of us/you that do everything that is suggested and that you can think of and nothing seems to work with your child, you need someone you can turn to. You're not alone.
This post is my accountability to those of you who know me and those of you who don't. I'm going back to school. I'm going to get the diploma to go along with the life experience I've had for 35 years. I'm going to do what (to the best of my knowledge) nobody in this community has done, and that is get my counselling diploma first then become professionally available to families of special needs children. I'm going to do whatever I can to offer help and solutions (actual solutions) for those who are heading down that spiraling road of despair. When that means I have to physically assist in some way then I will. The families will know that I'm not just offering platitudes but that I've been (or am) where they are! I will work together with these families to build an actual working together community of support. In this community with a heart, we can!
Stay tuned, I'm jazzed.
Have a great day, and God Bless You!
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Progress...
So the other day I told you about having figured out how to be the
squeaky wheel. Well as it turns out (and
as I look back over the week) it was all God.
Each and every day last week He gave me the reason to contact my
adoption social worker. So this week, I’m
sitting here and as a wise friend reminded me: Psalm 37:7 “Be still before the
Lord and wait patiently for Him.”
I received a message from my worker yesterday informing me that 2
searches for children did not pan out but that she will check on them again in
a month or so, IF we’re still looking.
So that makes me hopeful that I can indeed remember to be still
and wait patiently and His will will be done.
Now I know that some of you are probably not Christians or faith based
of any kind, but my family is and this why I talk about God. If it bothers you I’m sorry but I won’t
change my faith to not upset others.
My hubby and I decided to take this journey wholly based on our
faith. We prayed and prayed and listened
quietly for God to lead us in His direction.
If we hadn’t we wouldn’t have the beautiful children we have now. Now we are on that path again. We prayed (and still pray) and listened (and
still listen) and truly feel that God is guiding us to another or more children
who need us and whom we need. We are so
blessed to be able to build our family through adoption. It is a struggle. It is an emotional roller coaster. It is a test of your faith. It is an amazing reward at the end when you
bring your child/ren home. Don’t believe
me? Go ask a friend of ours who is
bringing home their new family member today.
They waited what felt like forever too.
Today is the culmination of all the emotions that they had to go through
and process and endure. Today they get
their reward and so does their child.
CONGRATULATIONS!! (I hope they’re reading this.)
So why would I consider 2 refusals progress? Because it means that we’re at the forefront
of our workers minds, and that God is getting ready to grant our hearts
desires. When you’ve gone as long as we
have without any movement whatsoever, 2 refusals IS progress! Progress that we’re happy about!
So if you’re thinking of throwing in the towel because you’ve been
waiting forever and nothing is happening, hold on! Go talk to someone who is where you are, or
has been where you are. Find a support
group for pre and post adoptive parents.
Believe me it helps! If you’re in
my neck of the woods, the group I facilitate for the AFA BC meets every 3rd
Monday of each month. Send me a message
and I’ll send you the reminders. You don’t
have to wait alone. We’re out here too.
Have a great day and God Bless you all.
Friday, April 20, 2012
Squeaky Wheel...
Well I must say that God works in mysterious ways. Not too many days ago I was feeling completely lost and in despair about our adoption journey. Then this week, God has provided a reason to call my adoption worker everyday! I'm sure she is getting tired of hearing my voice and seeing her inbox flooded with emails from me.
The good thing is is that not every conversation has been about adoption, directly. One has been about funding for an Autism Conference being held next month in a close neighbouring community, but there is no way I can afford the fees to go without funding help. Unfortunately, MCFD doesn't do that. They apparently really don't like to do funding for their own staff to go to these types of conferences for education either. Oh well. Talking to my worker on the phone gave us another chance to get to know each other a wee bit better; which was really nice.
Another reason was to find out if she would be upset or offended if I contacted a private adoption agency that is publicly promoting ministry children. The only reason I even asked was because both of my workers were on holidays and there were 2 beautiful little sisters that were being publicly profiled. My hubby and I wanted more information. By the time I was able to decide if I wanted to take the chance that our workers would be miffed at us, they were back and my local worker checked and the little ones had already found their forever family. YAY for them! So happy when I know that waiting children are getting placed.
Yet another reason was because the bulletin got updated and there were children on it that we are very interested in. Will we be granted the privilege of adopting these children? That's up to God. We're praying for His will at His time. Even though we wish His timing was much more in sync with ours. But I think God has a great sense of humour and this is His was of making us practice patience. We're trying Lord, we're trying.
So another reason was to find out about our home-study update. It's being reviewed and waiting for our criminal records check to come back. Nothing's changed with anything so once the check is back everything will be full steam ahead again. Oh yeah when you're adopting you have to have everything updated every year.
So last night it was funny when my hubby asked what reason I would have to call our worker today. I said I don't know, but God will give me a reason. He did.
With all the action this week I feel confident that our children or child is on their way. Soon.
So if you're a waiting parent and feeling the frustration of the ages, believe me I understand. Just hang in there. Your kids are coming. You want them to be the right kids not just kids because you're desperate. That's no good for anyone. Deep breathing exercises have helped me, give that a try. It also doesn't hurt to be the squeaky wheel. It usually gets the grease.
Have a great night and God Bless you all!
The good thing is is that not every conversation has been about adoption, directly. One has been about funding for an Autism Conference being held next month in a close neighbouring community, but there is no way I can afford the fees to go without funding help. Unfortunately, MCFD doesn't do that. They apparently really don't like to do funding for their own staff to go to these types of conferences for education either. Oh well. Talking to my worker on the phone gave us another chance to get to know each other a wee bit better; which was really nice.
Another reason was to find out if she would be upset or offended if I contacted a private adoption agency that is publicly promoting ministry children. The only reason I even asked was because both of my workers were on holidays and there were 2 beautiful little sisters that were being publicly profiled. My hubby and I wanted more information. By the time I was able to decide if I wanted to take the chance that our workers would be miffed at us, they were back and my local worker checked and the little ones had already found their forever family. YAY for them! So happy when I know that waiting children are getting placed.
Yet another reason was because the bulletin got updated and there were children on it that we are very interested in. Will we be granted the privilege of adopting these children? That's up to God. We're praying for His will at His time. Even though we wish His timing was much more in sync with ours. But I think God has a great sense of humour and this is His was of making us practice patience. We're trying Lord, we're trying.
So another reason was to find out about our home-study update. It's being reviewed and waiting for our criminal records check to come back. Nothing's changed with anything so once the check is back everything will be full steam ahead again. Oh yeah when you're adopting you have to have everything updated every year.
So last night it was funny when my hubby asked what reason I would have to call our worker today. I said I don't know, but God will give me a reason. He did.
With all the action this week I feel confident that our children or child is on their way. Soon.
So if you're a waiting parent and feeling the frustration of the ages, believe me I understand. Just hang in there. Your kids are coming. You want them to be the right kids not just kids because you're desperate. That's no good for anyone. Deep breathing exercises have helped me, give that a try. It also doesn't hurt to be the squeaky wheel. It usually gets the grease.
Have a great night and God Bless you all!
Monday, April 16, 2012
Bulletin Profiles...
My husband and I were sitting here this morning having our morning coffee and enjoying our conversation time. One of our topics was the bulletin. Here are our thoughts:
We were discussing how the bulletin doesn't get updated very often. With us being in the process of looking (waiting) for our next child(ren), we find it odd that the bulletin profiles are so very out of date. We were pondering the fact that families who are profiled and waiting have to update their homestudies once a year, yet there are children on the bulletin who haven't been updated in 5 or 6 years! How is this right?
For example, there is one particular child whose profile starts with "So and so is about to turn 1! Imagine all the milestones you would get to witness and enjoy with them." When you look up to the birthdate that child is going to turn 6 this summer! How is it right that that child's profile is 5 years or more out of date?! (Summarized)
Now understand that we understand that ALL workers have large caseloads and are very busy, but they have to check on these children at least once a year, couldn't they then take a picture and update the profile? Then submit the revised profile for upload? If families have to keep their homestudies up to date why shouldn't the children's profiles be up to date? Wouldn't it be easier to find families for these beautiful, waiting children when the prospective parents have current information about their needs?
Even at matching events the children who are profiled (some not all) are quite often presented with out of date profiles.
For example, we were recently at a matching event and one of the children profiled was 10 or 11 years old but their printed profile was from the age of 4 or 5 years old. I ask you, how is this right? How are you going to find families for these children when you aren't presenting current information?
Speaking from personal experience my husband and I were considering some children and their proposal package contained tonnes and tonnes of information but the information wasn't current. The children were 8 and 10 years old, but the information stopped when they were 3 and 5 years old. Even in a proposal package the information wasn't kept current. We pointed that out to our then worker and she went and got us the more current information. Unfortunately those children weren't a fit for us and we weren't a fit for them. They have since been adopted by a wonderful family! Praise the Lord!
So, I'm just sitting here wondering how I can go about helping the children of our province that are waiting for forever families get there. Is there any way that I can help the workers? If there is, please let me know. I'm more than willing to do whatever it takes to get BC's Waiting Children into their forever families.
Have a great day and God Bless you all!
We were discussing how the bulletin doesn't get updated very often. With us being in the process of looking (waiting) for our next child(ren), we find it odd that the bulletin profiles are so very out of date. We were pondering the fact that families who are profiled and waiting have to update their homestudies once a year, yet there are children on the bulletin who haven't been updated in 5 or 6 years! How is this right?
For example, there is one particular child whose profile starts with "So and so is about to turn 1! Imagine all the milestones you would get to witness and enjoy with them." When you look up to the birthdate that child is going to turn 6 this summer! How is it right that that child's profile is 5 years or more out of date?! (Summarized)
Now understand that we understand that ALL workers have large caseloads and are very busy, but they have to check on these children at least once a year, couldn't they then take a picture and update the profile? Then submit the revised profile for upload? If families have to keep their homestudies up to date why shouldn't the children's profiles be up to date? Wouldn't it be easier to find families for these beautiful, waiting children when the prospective parents have current information about their needs?
Even at matching events the children who are profiled (some not all) are quite often presented with out of date profiles.
For example, we were recently at a matching event and one of the children profiled was 10 or 11 years old but their printed profile was from the age of 4 or 5 years old. I ask you, how is this right? How are you going to find families for these children when you aren't presenting current information?
Speaking from personal experience my husband and I were considering some children and their proposal package contained tonnes and tonnes of information but the information wasn't current. The children were 8 and 10 years old, but the information stopped when they were 3 and 5 years old. Even in a proposal package the information wasn't kept current. We pointed that out to our then worker and she went and got us the more current information. Unfortunately those children weren't a fit for us and we weren't a fit for them. They have since been adopted by a wonderful family! Praise the Lord!
So, I'm just sitting here wondering how I can go about helping the children of our province that are waiting for forever families get there. Is there any way that I can help the workers? If there is, please let me know. I'm more than willing to do whatever it takes to get BC's Waiting Children into their forever families.
Have a great day and God Bless you all!
Saturday, April 14, 2012
I Need Help...
Lately, that's me. I am not a whiner. I don't complain. Oh sure, every once in a while I will tell someone that I'm ticked off about something, or I'll confide that I'm not exactly happy but somewhere in that process I'll also make it sound like it's no big deal.
Honestly, I think it's time I stopped being that person who doesn't ask for help. Or rather maybe it's the way I ask for help. I keep hearing that asking for help is a sign of strength. Personally, I believe it is. For others. For me, not so much. So when I reach out to certain people maybe they don't realize that's what I'm doing. So them not responding to me is my fault. Mostly because the people I've been calling on lately don't know me all that well. So I guess I'll have to be more blunt. Yeah right...that is NOT going to happen.
Then there are those who have known me for a very long time and if you ask them what it's like if they try to find out if I'm OK, they'll tell you it's like pulling teeth, or that I'm fine.
I am someone who has, for my entire talking life, been there for everyone. Perfect strangers will start talking to me about their problems in the grocery store line up. So for me it's just a natural thing to listen and help others when I can.
Now, it's my turn. I need help. I have asked some very specific people for help. Those who are in the know. Those who are in a position to help. Those that are also extremely busy. I understand that, I truly, honestly do. I think my problem with them being extremely busy and brushing me off, if they answer at all, is that no matter what I'm doing if someone calls for help, I drop everything and I do mean everything, and give them my undivided attention. The only thing that trumps me helping someone is my kids. Even then my kid has to be in dire need for me to interrupt a person that needs my help.
I guess because my dad was a natural counselor and I seem to be one too, I have a hard time asking for help. I see asking for help as a sign of strength; a sign of recognizing one's own limits; but when I do finally swallow my pride (yes my pride because I don't like to bother other people) and reach out for assistance and get brushed off, the next time I need help it will be even harder to ask again.
So, I guess my message here is if someone is asking for help, don't brush them off, if you can't make time immediately then set a time. You don't know the difference you might be making in someone's life.
Friday, April 6, 2012
Good Friday...
Yes it is! After last night I'm grateful for Good Friday morning. So far!
In a little while my beautiful boys are going to get up and my day is going to start. I'm hoping for a day full of sunshine so that I can dress them and ship them out the back door.
I'll start with Thursday night. DH and I stepped out onto our back patio for a cup of tea and a breather after dinner. Our oldest was sent to his room (he'd not had a great day since he got home from school) and the little one was in our clear line of sight watching Handy Manny. We weren't outside more than 10 minutes and when we came in the sight we beheld was incredible! Apparently our little one had managed to (now keep in mind I was watching him the whole time except for maybe a second or two) climb on top of our fridge (which is gated in the kitchen, the area the little one can not access) grab a bottle of baby powder, ( you see where this is going don't you?) get back down and grab a jar of very expensive butt cream, and proceed to cover my livingroom floor, walls, furniture, toys and himself! Now if it hadn't been such an upsetting afternoon with the boys I probably would have laughed, and so would my hubby, but not then. Angry was the flavour of the moment. (Which is what facilitated the extremely quick clean up.) The little one, once cleaned up, was put in a time out, and then handed a cloth to help clean up. Not that he was much help. But we have to learn from our mistakes and hopefully he'll learn something from his.
After I cleaned up the boy, and my oldest started helping daddy get the powder off our hardwood floors (that now have bright white seams in a dark wood floor), and trying desperately to get the water-proof butt cream off the fabric furniture, we all calmed down. The livingroom is clean and my house smells baby powder fresh. So I guess there is a silver lining to this (powder) cloud!
Have a great day and God Bless you!
In a little while my beautiful boys are going to get up and my day is going to start. I'm hoping for a day full of sunshine so that I can dress them and ship them out the back door.
I'll start with Thursday night. DH and I stepped out onto our back patio for a cup of tea and a breather after dinner. Our oldest was sent to his room (he'd not had a great day since he got home from school) and the little one was in our clear line of sight watching Handy Manny. We weren't outside more than 10 minutes and when we came in the sight we beheld was incredible! Apparently our little one had managed to (now keep in mind I was watching him the whole time except for maybe a second or two) climb on top of our fridge (which is gated in the kitchen, the area the little one can not access) grab a bottle of baby powder, ( you see where this is going don't you?) get back down and grab a jar of very expensive butt cream, and proceed to cover my livingroom floor, walls, furniture, toys and himself! Now if it hadn't been such an upsetting afternoon with the boys I probably would have laughed, and so would my hubby, but not then. Angry was the flavour of the moment. (Which is what facilitated the extremely quick clean up.) The little one, once cleaned up, was put in a time out, and then handed a cloth to help clean up. Not that he was much help. But we have to learn from our mistakes and hopefully he'll learn something from his.
After I cleaned up the boy, and my oldest started helping daddy get the powder off our hardwood floors (that now have bright white seams in a dark wood floor), and trying desperately to get the water-proof butt cream off the fabric furniture, we all calmed down. The livingroom is clean and my house smells baby powder fresh. So I guess there is a silver lining to this (powder) cloud!
Have a great day and God Bless you!
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Tuesday...The day after Monday....
Today I'm starting with an apology.
Apparently one of my previous posts where I started with a moaning, was misinterpreted by some people. For that I apologize. I do not, however, apologize for writing my feelings. I wrote that I was hurt by someone for not including my family in a birthday/going away dinner . I also wrote that I knew I was being petty but they took it that I was calling THEM petty. NOT the case. So for your misunderstanding I apologize. But that's in the past and that's where I choose to leave it. I'm over it.
Now on to more current events.
My boys. My little one is currently off all medication except sleep medication and actually doing quite a bit better. The medication(s) he was on were inducing rages like you've never seen or heard in a 3 year old and brought on a tourettes like facial tick as well as a pretty intense stutter. Well our pediatrician wasn't available for a couple of weeks so we did some research and slowly removed the medications from his system. He is doing much better now and we just need to find a medication that will help him slow down. His attention span is good but his activity level prevents him from being able to stop long enough to learn. So come April 3rd we will see the pediatrician and hopefully find a solution. We are also going to be asking for referrals to our CDBC, Dr. Russell, and Dr. Kim Barthel. With these people we should be able to get a fuller picture of how to help our little one.
My oldest. He's doing pretty well but a medication adjustment seems to be needed. He's going through a growth spurt which in turn induces his rage and loss of anger management. We're constantly reminding him of his coping strategies and have now instituted a reward board so that when he has 'good' days he gets a check on the board for the day and after a week of 'good' days he receives one of his electronic possessions back. For example, when he completes the first week of 'good' days he will earn his portable DVD player back, on the second week he'll get his PSP back and on the third week he gets his laptop computer back. He's very excited about this system and it's helping him focus and remember to try to control his anger. We're very proud of him. The fact that he's trying is the greatest reward for us.
As for me and the hubby, we're good. We've given up trying to take the little one off the bottle and get him to potty train. That's taken away 99% of our frustration. Until we get the assessments we need, we've decided that these are battles we don't need to fight for now. We're making sure to practice self care, alone and together. We are happy. AND we're getting some sleep again!
There's still no news on our adoption front. Waiting is the name of the game and right now we're focusing on our family and letting God take care of our future children.
Have a great day and God bless you all!
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Another Day Has Come and Gone...
And with it its challenges, trials, and tribulations. With it gone, so are the good parts of my day.
Today we had our neighbour come over with his mini excavator and dig out and level our filled in in ground pool. It is now all leveled off and is covered in the black landscaping plastic to kill off any weeds and grass that might wish to grow back. It's going to be so beautiful when we can afford to build the deck, and put the new hot tub up on one end, our lovely patio table and chairs (complete with umbrella) in the middle, and a decent size (18 ft.) pool on the other end. All fenced in to keep everyone safe. Over the hot tub it is our plan to put either a gazebo or pergola. Needless to say it will be beautiful by next summer (2013).
Yesterday was Monday and it was wonderful! We had the distinct pleasure of attending a workshop on FASD with Dr. Diane Russell. What an amazing lady. She is so knowledgeable and so full of life that sitting and listening to her for 4 hours never gets dull. It's not like sitting in a lecture hall and listening to a monotone professor drone on and on. This lady is animated. She makes even the most scientific information fun and easy to learn. She is also very approachable. During our short coffee break my hubby and I went up to her and asked her a few questions and Dr. Diane was so helpful and eager (it appeared) to help us with our own issues with our children that I hope she'll come back to us again very soon.
I also have to thank the lady who arranged it all. C.G.! This lady has a family the size of Texas, is my supervisor through the AFA BC, lives her own life and still finds time to be a confidante and friend to so many. She spent many hours arranging for Dr. Russell to come to us here (a town that very few things like this happen) and make sure we were very heavily subsidized, got an amazing lunch from the Coco Cafe, and made sure everyone was happy, comfortable and well provided for. THANK YOU C.G.! You are appreciated!
So, as for what's going on with my family there isn't much to tell. Maybe next Monday night I'll have something to say. We'll see.
For now, have a great night and God Bless you all!
Today we had our neighbour come over with his mini excavator and dig out and level our filled in in ground pool. It is now all leveled off and is covered in the black landscaping plastic to kill off any weeds and grass that might wish to grow back. It's going to be so beautiful when we can afford to build the deck, and put the new hot tub up on one end, our lovely patio table and chairs (complete with umbrella) in the middle, and a decent size (18 ft.) pool on the other end. All fenced in to keep everyone safe. Over the hot tub it is our plan to put either a gazebo or pergola. Needless to say it will be beautiful by next summer (2013).
Yesterday was Monday and it was wonderful! We had the distinct pleasure of attending a workshop on FASD with Dr. Diane Russell. What an amazing lady. She is so knowledgeable and so full of life that sitting and listening to her for 4 hours never gets dull. It's not like sitting in a lecture hall and listening to a monotone professor drone on and on. This lady is animated. She makes even the most scientific information fun and easy to learn. She is also very approachable. During our short coffee break my hubby and I went up to her and asked her a few questions and Dr. Diane was so helpful and eager (it appeared) to help us with our own issues with our children that I hope she'll come back to us again very soon.
I also have to thank the lady who arranged it all. C.G.! This lady has a family the size of Texas, is my supervisor through the AFA BC, lives her own life and still finds time to be a confidante and friend to so many. She spent many hours arranging for Dr. Russell to come to us here (a town that very few things like this happen) and make sure we were very heavily subsidized, got an amazing lunch from the Coco Cafe, and made sure everyone was happy, comfortable and well provided for. THANK YOU C.G.! You are appreciated!
So, as for what's going on with my family there isn't much to tell. Maybe next Monday night I'll have something to say. We'll see.
For now, have a great night and God Bless you all!
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Well Once Again It's Been Awhile....
And I'm going to start off with moaning. Sorry about that.
I'm hurt. I have told you about my Mum getting married last year and that we adopted new family members when that happened. Well, I did anyway. It seems that love wasn't truly returned. Two of those members are moving across the country in a few days back to her family. Can't blame her there. I would want to too. But what did hurt me was there was a combined family birthday/going away dinner last night and my family wasn't invited. That made me sad. Then tonight there is supposed to be a girls night out at the movies and my mum invited me, but the two other ladies have made no mention of it. Petty? Yes I know. It just hurts because I was the one who's moving's first real friend here and I'm going to miss her like mad. I guess my big thing is I'm tired of being the one who makes all the effort. OK rant over. Ladies if you're reading this I mean you no disrespect I just had to get my feelings out. I love you both to death!
So on to other stuff. My boys. Wow! They are growing in leaps and bounds. My little one hit a new milestone the other day. He's 3 years and 9 months old and finally said his name! I burst into tears of joy and hugged him so tight he was wriggling and saying "Mama can't breave!" So I let go.
My 8 year old is doing so well in school that we aren't even hearing from them! He's enjoying himself and is excited about learning again! He finally got his recorder for music class and is excited about learning to play it. The amazing thing is he isn't screechy on it. We don't mind listening to hot cross buns over and over and over again. Unfortunately he doesn't have his mummy's talent for music. It appears my boy is tone deaf. The three different notes all sound exactly the same. Oh well, I'm so proud of him for continuing to try. He loves music and will not give up. That in and of itself is pure talent to me.
So hubby and I went to a matching event a couple of weeks ago, along with some friends of ours who are also adopting. What a lovely day. Unfortunately there weren't any children that matched what we were looking for but we're praying for our friends to get a match from the event. They will be first time parents and I can't wait for them to get their children. They are going to make awesome parents. How do I know? MY kids love them. So along with the other 29 families that were in attendance I hope all 9 sibling groups get matched and find their forever families. That would bring me such great joy.
Then we have our homestudy update coming very shortly. Can't wait. We get to spend some time with our 2 workers, getting to know eachother. That will be a benefit to everyone involved. It's easier for workers to help find your children when they "know" the families they are working with. These 2 lovely ladies have been so swamped with work they just haven't had the opportunity to come to get to know us. Now they will. We're very excited about it. Once this happens we'll be able to move forward again.
Anyway, that's about it for now.
Hope you all have a fantastic day. God Bless you all!
I'm hurt. I have told you about my Mum getting married last year and that we adopted new family members when that happened. Well, I did anyway. It seems that love wasn't truly returned. Two of those members are moving across the country in a few days back to her family. Can't blame her there. I would want to too. But what did hurt me was there was a combined family birthday/going away dinner last night and my family wasn't invited. That made me sad. Then tonight there is supposed to be a girls night out at the movies and my mum invited me, but the two other ladies have made no mention of it. Petty? Yes I know. It just hurts because I was the one who's moving's first real friend here and I'm going to miss her like mad. I guess my big thing is I'm tired of being the one who makes all the effort. OK rant over. Ladies if you're reading this I mean you no disrespect I just had to get my feelings out. I love you both to death!
So on to other stuff. My boys. Wow! They are growing in leaps and bounds. My little one hit a new milestone the other day. He's 3 years and 9 months old and finally said his name! I burst into tears of joy and hugged him so tight he was wriggling and saying "Mama can't breave!" So I let go.
My 8 year old is doing so well in school that we aren't even hearing from them! He's enjoying himself and is excited about learning again! He finally got his recorder for music class and is excited about learning to play it. The amazing thing is he isn't screechy on it. We don't mind listening to hot cross buns over and over and over again. Unfortunately he doesn't have his mummy's talent for music. It appears my boy is tone deaf. The three different notes all sound exactly the same. Oh well, I'm so proud of him for continuing to try. He loves music and will not give up. That in and of itself is pure talent to me.
So hubby and I went to a matching event a couple of weeks ago, along with some friends of ours who are also adopting. What a lovely day. Unfortunately there weren't any children that matched what we were looking for but we're praying for our friends to get a match from the event. They will be first time parents and I can't wait for them to get their children. They are going to make awesome parents. How do I know? MY kids love them. So along with the other 29 families that were in attendance I hope all 9 sibling groups get matched and find their forever families. That would bring me such great joy.
Then we have our homestudy update coming very shortly. Can't wait. We get to spend some time with our 2 workers, getting to know eachother. That will be a benefit to everyone involved. It's easier for workers to help find your children when they "know" the families they are working with. These 2 lovely ladies have been so swamped with work they just haven't had the opportunity to come to get to know us. Now they will. We're very excited about it. Once this happens we'll be able to move forward again.
Anyway, that's about it for now.
Hope you all have a fantastic day. God Bless you all!
Monday, February 6, 2012
It's Monday, Monday, Monday...
My favorite day of the week! Sorry I've been away from here for a month, I've been busy.
I've been doing a couple of online courses. One to help us further our adoption plans and one to help me remember how to be an effective support group facilitator and one to one parent volunteer.
The first course is all about caring for first nations children and how to incorporate their history. Whew! I thought I knew about our Aboriginal's history. Boy was I mistaken! In order for my husband and I to even consider adopting Aboriginal children we had a lot to learn. I'd like to say that now that I'm finished the course (most aren't finished but I got a lot of help in keeping my little one occupied while I worked) I know everything our Aboriginal people went through for generations, but no, I can't and as weird as this sounds, I'm thankful. I never want to stop learning. I believe that a day without learning is a wasted day.
So, I've completed this course and learned so much. I cried, I giggled, I cried and we bought stock in Kleenex. What an emotional experience. Did you know that the last residential school closed in 1996?! This course also taught me that Christopher Columbus wasn't just a discovery hero. He took as many of the aboriginals that he could and sold them into slavery! Back in 1492! So all of the atrocities that happened didn't just start with the Euro-Caucasians in the 1700's. If you're considering adoption, ask your adoption social worker to get you into this course. You'll be amazed at what you learn.
The other course I'm taking is just 2 nights. It's just a refresher on how to be effective running a support group for pre and post adoptive families. Most of us are also one to one parent peer support. It's wonderful being able to talk to others in my position throughout the province. We can finally have others that understand what we do and what we go through. It's been fun and exciting and so filled with information and ideas I hadn't considered. Thank you to our facilitator for this course.
Then there's my family. My wonderful, beautiful family. Things have been truly wonderful for the last month. My oldest is getting some of his issues under control, my little one has started showing interest in learning how to count, how to read, dancing and singing his favorite shows theme songs, it's been wonderful!
Then we have today. IT'S MONDAY! My favorite day of the week. The fog is lifting which means it's going to be beautiful and sunny!
Have a great day all, and God Bless you!
I've been doing a couple of online courses. One to help us further our adoption plans and one to help me remember how to be an effective support group facilitator and one to one parent volunteer.
The first course is all about caring for first nations children and how to incorporate their history. Whew! I thought I knew about our Aboriginal's history. Boy was I mistaken! In order for my husband and I to even consider adopting Aboriginal children we had a lot to learn. I'd like to say that now that I'm finished the course (most aren't finished but I got a lot of help in keeping my little one occupied while I worked) I know everything our Aboriginal people went through for generations, but no, I can't and as weird as this sounds, I'm thankful. I never want to stop learning. I believe that a day without learning is a wasted day.
So, I've completed this course and learned so much. I cried, I giggled, I cried and we bought stock in Kleenex. What an emotional experience. Did you know that the last residential school closed in 1996?! This course also taught me that Christopher Columbus wasn't just a discovery hero. He took as many of the aboriginals that he could and sold them into slavery! Back in 1492! So all of the atrocities that happened didn't just start with the Euro-Caucasians in the 1700's. If you're considering adoption, ask your adoption social worker to get you into this course. You'll be amazed at what you learn.
The other course I'm taking is just 2 nights. It's just a refresher on how to be effective running a support group for pre and post adoptive families. Most of us are also one to one parent peer support. It's wonderful being able to talk to others in my position throughout the province. We can finally have others that understand what we do and what we go through. It's been fun and exciting and so filled with information and ideas I hadn't considered. Thank you to our facilitator for this course.
Then there's my family. My wonderful, beautiful family. Things have been truly wonderful for the last month. My oldest is getting some of his issues under control, my little one has started showing interest in learning how to count, how to read, dancing and singing his favorite shows theme songs, it's been wonderful!
Then we have today. IT'S MONDAY! My favorite day of the week. The fog is lifting which means it's going to be beautiful and sunny!
Have a great day all, and God Bless you!
Thursday, January 5, 2012
And The New Year Begins...
HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL MY FRIENDS, FAMILY AND UNKNOWN READERS!!!!!
I truly hope the first 5 days of 2012 have been happy and filled with new and exciting adventures.
To catch you up we had a beautiful, quiet New Year's Eve. We had my parents drop by for a bit and then friends of ours came over and spent the evening with us. The boys got to stay up a little bit later, but for those of you with FASD and NAS children you know the importance of routine. So they stayed up just a wee bit longer to welcome 2012 with us at 8:30PM. Then it was just us 4 adults. We nibbled on fondue, and other yummy appy's and played Trivial Pursuit until about 11:30 when our friends had to leave. The hubby of the couple had to be at work the next morning by 6:00 AM so this was a very late night for him. But oh so much fun. Filled with love and laughter. My hubby and I stayed up until 1:30 AM watching the next movie in our Harry Potter marathon, and comforting our 3 year old because our neighbours decided that fireworks in the back yard were in order. Our 3 year old has auditory sensitivities. So he got to watch a lot of Harry Potter too.
New Year's Day we spent relaxing and watching the HP movies with the boys then headed off to my sister's for dinner. My sister has started making a traditional Norwegian Christmas dinner on New Year's day. Lamb ribs, boiled potatoes, gravy, and whipped turnip. There's nothing better in this world! Except maybe other lamb dishes she makes too. For those in the family who don't like lamb (my hubby) there was a beautiful maple glazed, spiral cut ham. It was delicious too. Thank you to my sister for making the beginning of the New Year something special to remember.
Then a couple of days later school went back in! Hurrah! Happy sad occasion for me and the little one. We had a very tough day that day. Routine turning back to normal wasn't exactly his idea of a good time. He spent most of the day destroying anything he could get his hands on! All the while screaming at the top of his lungs for his brother to come home! At the end of that first day of school my husband had to board up our kitchen/dining room pass through. Our 3 year old had climbed up on the counter (while I was indisposed) and gotten into everything and broke a few things. Thankfully nothing that could seriously injure him. It's amazing how much a 3 year old can do in the space of 1minute and 45 seconds!!! After I calmed down and had my mum come out to help me assess the damage the rest of the day went alright. But like I said there is no longer a pass through.
So today we seem to have settled in to our regular routine and we're watching Caillou at the moment. Soon Nana and Papa will be here and a good friend of mine and coffee will take place while the little one entertains us all.
I hope you all have a wonderful day.
Have a great day and God Bless You!
I truly hope the first 5 days of 2012 have been happy and filled with new and exciting adventures.
To catch you up we had a beautiful, quiet New Year's Eve. We had my parents drop by for a bit and then friends of ours came over and spent the evening with us. The boys got to stay up a little bit later, but for those of you with FASD and NAS children you know the importance of routine. So they stayed up just a wee bit longer to welcome 2012 with us at 8:30PM. Then it was just us 4 adults. We nibbled on fondue, and other yummy appy's and played Trivial Pursuit until about 11:30 when our friends had to leave. The hubby of the couple had to be at work the next morning by 6:00 AM so this was a very late night for him. But oh so much fun. Filled with love and laughter. My hubby and I stayed up until 1:30 AM watching the next movie in our Harry Potter marathon, and comforting our 3 year old because our neighbours decided that fireworks in the back yard were in order. Our 3 year old has auditory sensitivities. So he got to watch a lot of Harry Potter too.
New Year's Day we spent relaxing and watching the HP movies with the boys then headed off to my sister's for dinner. My sister has started making a traditional Norwegian Christmas dinner on New Year's day. Lamb ribs, boiled potatoes, gravy, and whipped turnip. There's nothing better in this world! Except maybe other lamb dishes she makes too. For those in the family who don't like lamb (my hubby) there was a beautiful maple glazed, spiral cut ham. It was delicious too. Thank you to my sister for making the beginning of the New Year something special to remember.
Then a couple of days later school went back in! Hurrah! Happy sad occasion for me and the little one. We had a very tough day that day. Routine turning back to normal wasn't exactly his idea of a good time. He spent most of the day destroying anything he could get his hands on! All the while screaming at the top of his lungs for his brother to come home! At the end of that first day of school my husband had to board up our kitchen/dining room pass through. Our 3 year old had climbed up on the counter (while I was indisposed) and gotten into everything and broke a few things. Thankfully nothing that could seriously injure him. It's amazing how much a 3 year old can do in the space of 1minute and 45 seconds!!! After I calmed down and had my mum come out to help me assess the damage the rest of the day went alright. But like I said there is no longer a pass through.
So today we seem to have settled in to our regular routine and we're watching Caillou at the moment. Soon Nana and Papa will be here and a good friend of mine and coffee will take place while the little one entertains us all.
I hope you all have a wonderful day.
Have a great day and God Bless You!
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