This post was written about one year ago. It still holds true, so I'm posting it...
Look, it's been a L-O-N-G time since I've actually made any kind of post (outside of a quote) to my blog. And I promise I will soon, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to write what's on my mind right now.
This past weekend, I went to visit my best friend, Moe, in Dallas. Some people don't understand why I make the 5-hour trek just to spend a couple of nights with my BFF. It's my home away from home - where I can recharge my batteries; where love and support are given non-stop; where thoughts/opinions are voiced and not judged; where my laughter is constantly being heard. My husband gets it. He encourages me to go all the time. He knows the bond Moe and I share.
That bond means a lot to me. Only a couple of people know the "real" me. (Not the friend, not the sister, not the mom or any other...just me.). In all reality, Moe's second only to my husband. We've learned lots from one another. I've probably learned more from her than she's ever realized. She's the model of motherhood that I try to emulate - firm, fun, spiritual, wise, patient; but most of all, loving! She's an amazing aunt to her nieces and nephews - opening their eyes to the many views that life has to offer. Views that otherwise these children might never see. Hell, she was even the person that introduced me to tequila!
Sometimes you’re let down, sometimes you’re the one who lets someone else down. It gets hard to know who you can trust, who you can count on. I count on Moe. She's the great friend I have in life. The one to which all other friends are compared to. The one I know will be there for years to come. I have been told by many that a friendship like ours doesn't come along everyday. They are right.
I love my husband; I love my sister; I love my friends...and I love my BFF.
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Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
A time for preparation...
My best friend told me recently: "You know, I'm a little sad that you are not the Catholic that you once were. I mean you are still a really good Catholic, but you used to teach CCD, run a youth group..."
For more than 12 years, my husband and I were those "crazy Catholic" twenty-somethings who would inspire youth to get fired up about their faith. To be Soldiers of Christ and fight the good fight. When our parish needed something done, the priest would look to us to get things moving. Parents made us examples to their children; we were the last resort to bring their kids back into the fold. Before those years, I participated in the youth group, retreats - you name it. Heck, I was always at the church. I was one of "those" church kids. My family sat in the same pew every Sunday and everyone knew who we were.
My pal's statement alone made me ponder. What am I doing now? I go to church every Sunday. I make sure my son is learning the foundations of our faith. Each night we saw prayers together. Yet, could I be doing more? Focusing just on myself, I remembered how my morals were what set me apart from the crowd. I stood up for my faith even when it made me the outcast. The fact that I "waited until marriage" is still a topic that causes to shock people. To sum it up, my faith made me special. In the past, my BFF would constantly state "I'm going to heaven on your coat-tails." Would they still be able to?
With Lent a week away, I've set forth a challenge to myself. To do my best to become that pillar of faith I once was. Nothing radical. Just a small start to go back to the person I once was.
For more than 12 years, my husband and I were those "crazy Catholic" twenty-somethings who would inspire youth to get fired up about their faith. To be Soldiers of Christ and fight the good fight. When our parish needed something done, the priest would look to us to get things moving. Parents made us examples to their children; we were the last resort to bring their kids back into the fold. Before those years, I participated in the youth group, retreats - you name it. Heck, I was always at the church. I was one of "those" church kids. My family sat in the same pew every Sunday and everyone knew who we were.
My pal's statement alone made me ponder. What am I doing now? I go to church every Sunday. I make sure my son is learning the foundations of our faith. Each night we saw prayers together. Yet, could I be doing more? Focusing just on myself, I remembered how my morals were what set me apart from the crowd. I stood up for my faith even when it made me the outcast. The fact that I "waited until marriage" is still a topic that causes to shock people. To sum it up, my faith made me special. In the past, my BFF would constantly state "I'm going to heaven on your coat-tails." Would they still be able to?
With Lent a week away, I've set forth a challenge to myself. To do my best to become that pillar of faith I once was. Nothing radical. Just a small start to go back to the person I once was.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
One hell of an emotional ride...
One that I hope I will not have to take for a long time. Never have I experienced so many emotions in a three-day period. I'll keep it short for my sanity's (and your) sake.
Saturday. Emotion: happiness.
One of my best pals got married. It was a small, intimate ceremony and quite beautiful. My hubby & I got to dance and drink and enjoyed the company of people we hadn't seen in quite a long time. The hubby even got a bit tipsy.
Sunday. Emotion: worry.
Moe's youngest son developed RSV and had been rushed to the hospital on Friday. I couldn't just sit and wait to hear something from Moe over the phone. I had to be there. I called her sister and made the trip to Dallas with her & Moco in record time. When we finally saw Moe, I knew we had made the right choice to drive up. Moe, her sister and I were able to do what "sisters" do - talk, laugh and cry all at the same time.
Monday. Emotion: worry. guilt. grief.
Moe's baby was eventually transferred to ICU and that's when I had to make the heartbreaking decision to leave my best friend and head home with the kid after all he did have school the next day. I didn't want to but something in my gut told I should.
On the way home, I pray and text family members asking them to remember Moe's family in their prayers. When I finally arrive home, I call my parents to let them know that Moco & I have arrived safely. Here's what I would like call the "sucker punch" to my day...my parents deliver the news that my sister had just miscarried her baby earlier in the day. I fell to my knees crying. I listened to my parents as they continued to tell me how my sister & husband were handling it. I just heard babble...because in my mind I just couldn't make sense of it all. I felt guilt for not being there for her. I felt sadness for her and her husband.
I didn't know what to feel. I was an emotional wreck. I found consulation in my hubby and son, and even my dog Woxy (who kept nuzzling me when I was crying). I knew in my heart that things happen for a reason. God will take care of those in whom trust him. And yet nothing in this world that's worth having comes easy...but for some reason, I felt like I have paid my dues for a while.
Saturday. Emotion: happiness.
One of my best pals got married. It was a small, intimate ceremony and quite beautiful. My hubby & I got to dance and drink and enjoyed the company of people we hadn't seen in quite a long time. The hubby even got a bit tipsy.
Sunday. Emotion: worry.
Moe's youngest son developed RSV and had been rushed to the hospital on Friday. I couldn't just sit and wait to hear something from Moe over the phone. I had to be there. I called her sister and made the trip to Dallas with her & Moco in record time. When we finally saw Moe, I knew we had made the right choice to drive up. Moe, her sister and I were able to do what "sisters" do - talk, laugh and cry all at the same time.
Monday. Emotion: worry. guilt. grief.
Moe's baby was eventually transferred to ICU and that's when I had to make the heartbreaking decision to leave my best friend and head home with the kid after all he did have school the next day. I didn't want to but something in my gut told I should.
On the way home, I pray and text family members asking them to remember Moe's family in their prayers. When I finally arrive home, I call my parents to let them know that Moco & I have arrived safely. Here's what I would like call the "sucker punch" to my day...my parents deliver the news that my sister had just miscarried her baby earlier in the day. I fell to my knees crying. I listened to my parents as they continued to tell me how my sister & husband were handling it. I just heard babble...because in my mind I just couldn't make sense of it all. I felt guilt for not being there for her. I felt sadness for her and her husband.
I didn't know what to feel. I was an emotional wreck. I found consulation in my hubby and son, and even my dog Woxy (who kept nuzzling me when I was crying). I knew in my heart that things happen for a reason. God will take care of those in whom trust him. And yet nothing in this world that's worth having comes easy...but for some reason, I felt like I have paid my dues for a while.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
2008 will be missed...
This time last year we were meeting Moco for the first time. Wondering if we were going to make a good impression at our first meeting. Wondering if we were cut out to be the parents to a then 7-year-old boy who had lived in 13 foster homes since the age of 2. Wondering if he would love us the way we imagined he would. What a way to begin 2008.
As each month passed, we became more of a family. The hubby and I learned more about one another in a few months than in 9 years of marriage. It's amazing what the addition of a child will do to a couple. We became stronger and more unified in making decisions - heck, we had to back up whatever the other parent said/did. We truly began to value our time alone together...and still do. ;)
There was no greater joy than when the judge finalized our adoption of Moco by saying "from here and until the rest of this boy's life...you will be his forever parents. No matter what you go through together, [as she turns to look at the hubby] you will be his dad and you [as she turns her gaze to me] will be his mom until the end of time."
The rest of the year was filled with family and holiday experiences. From our first time trick-or-treating to seeing Moco open a multide of Christmas presents just for him, no event was ever done just for him. We finally saw him realize that we loved him more than he could imagine.
2008 will be one of the best years we've ever had. Yet, as I sit here remembering the past...I can only imagine how awesome 2009 will be. :)
Happy New Year everyone!
As each month passed, we became more of a family. The hubby and I learned more about one another in a few months than in 9 years of marriage. It's amazing what the addition of a child will do to a couple. We became stronger and more unified in making decisions - heck, we had to back up whatever the other parent said/did. We truly began to value our time alone together...and still do. ;)
There was no greater joy than when the judge finalized our adoption of Moco by saying "from here and until the rest of this boy's life...you will be his forever parents. No matter what you go through together, [as she turns to look at the hubby] you will be his dad and you [as she turns her gaze to me] will be his mom until the end of time."
The rest of the year was filled with family and holiday experiences. From our first time trick-or-treating to seeing Moco open a multide of Christmas presents just for him, no event was ever done just for him. We finally saw him realize that we loved him more than he could imagine.
2008 will be one of the best years we've ever had. Yet, as I sit here remembering the past...I can only imagine how awesome 2009 will be. :)
Happy New Year everyone!
Friday, November 7, 2008
9:30 p.m.
It's a Friday evening and everyone in the house is asleep. Even the dogs and cats. I'm the only person who is still awake. Crazy. I feel like I should watch a chick flick or something, but I don't have any worth watching. bleh.
However, I am watching "Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders: Making the Team 3." Who knew that seeing women vie for a spot on the most famous cheerleading squad would be so entertaining? I haven't been able to watch it lately due to Moco's football schedule. Now that football season is over...I might have time a few nights a week to watch some regular T.V. Yay!
Not a whole lot has been going on as of late. As mentioned before, finishing up Moco's first season of football. He had a lot of fun and it's something I know he will miss. I know I miss the 3 nights a weeks of 2 hour breaks that I had while he was at practice. Yet, I think I will enjoy some freetime with him as we get ready for the holidays. (Side note: I had to re-type "holiday" over and over again because I am now programmed to type it "h-o-l-l-i-d-a-y." Why? Well, that's how Ms. Lindsay spells her last name. heh.)
For the past 5 months, I've been training to run a race. Now the San Antonio's Rock 'n' Roll Half-Marathon is next weekend! I'm super excited. I'm even more excited that my very best friend in the whole wide world, Moe, might make it down to see me race. Nothing is set in stone just yet, but there's a possibility. I was there when she ran the Dallas White Rock Half-Marathon last year. She and her hubby are my inspiration for beginning to run in the first place. So I'm hoping I do them proud and make it happen! :) I'll keep you posted on how it goes. Moe's already given me a time to beat. ;)
Signing off for now...
However, I am watching "Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders: Making the Team 3." Who knew that seeing women vie for a spot on the most famous cheerleading squad would be so entertaining? I haven't been able to watch it lately due to Moco's football schedule. Now that football season is over...I might have time a few nights a week to watch some regular T.V. Yay!
Not a whole lot has been going on as of late. As mentioned before, finishing up Moco's first season of football. He had a lot of fun and it's something I know he will miss. I know I miss the 3 nights a weeks of 2 hour breaks that I had while he was at practice. Yet, I think I will enjoy some freetime with him as we get ready for the holidays. (Side note: I had to re-type "holiday" over and over again because I am now programmed to type it "h-o-l-l-i-d-a-y." Why? Well, that's how Ms. Lindsay spells her last name. heh.)
For the past 5 months, I've been training to run a race. Now the San Antonio's Rock 'n' Roll Half-Marathon is next weekend! I'm super excited. I'm even more excited that my very best friend in the whole wide world, Moe, might make it down to see me race. Nothing is set in stone just yet, but there's a possibility. I was there when she ran the Dallas White Rock Half-Marathon last year. She and her hubby are my inspiration for beginning to run in the first place. So I'm hoping I do them proud and make it happen! :) I'll keep you posted on how it goes. Moe's already given me a time to beat. ;)
Signing off for now...
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Updating the numbers...
A month...
Tomorrow will mark another month that has gone by. I know, I know. I probably promised to do a better job of updating my blog in my last post. No excuses here. I let time slip away from me.
Instead of powering up the computer at home, I go lay on the couch while the hubby designs; slip into some comfy PJs and open up a new read (which just happened for the first time this week); or I wander around my house looking for something to do that will satisfty my need to be doing something. When I do power up the computer, I log into ebay and just look for some random things or read blogs about design, music or paper. Always amazed at the prices people will pay for things. Always amazed at how certain blogs can capture my attention for hours. I should be emailing people about making donations to my Team in Training website (only $1270 to go!)...but I suppose it's my time to decompress. But hey, no excuses. ^_^
I know I will get better with it in due time. Perhaps when I become a stay-at-home mom (my dream job), I will be able to create a schedule that will allow me time to blog. :)
Enough about my blogging...
Today, a healthy, little 6 pound, 9 ounce, baby boy was born to my bestest friend in the whole wide world! While childbirth is something I have yet to experience (and there's a slim chance I ever will), I look upon it as the most experience a woman can ever go through. The miracle of life is just that...a miracle. Bringing a life into the world...whoa! (Sure, you can tell me that adopting a child is like giving them another chance at life, but it's a different kind of miracle. The miracle is that you don't kill a kid for being a booger. heh.) So today, all my love goes out to Moe and her family. May God continue to bless & protect them. (She always wanted to be surrounded by men.)
Friendship...
What is one to do when the phone goes silent on the other end? Wait for the dreaded disconnected signal? Continue to wait thinking it will be a matter of moments before the other comes back? Eh. It's hard to say and it's hard to tell that person waiting what to do. There's a reason certain people are in your life, and there's a reason why they are in your life at a certain time. It might not make sense now, but looking back you'll figure it out.
The kid...
Moco has had some amazing moments during the last month. We took a visit to Goodwill to find items to make his costume. We found them all and are now working on the details of the costume! Getting 4 A's and 1 B on a progress report...he had never done that before "in his whole life!" It brought a tear to my eye as well as to others because he was so amazed at himself. His first visit to a pumpkin patch. Talk about craziness - he couldn't contain his eagerness to run all over the place. We got into a car accident last week and I thought the kid would be tramatized. Still doing great in football. His social schedule is just as bad as our's. :)
The wrap up...
October is very much the doorman to the holiday season. The foliage begins to change colors, the temperature lowers (a wee bit) and I begin to go through my closet trying to find clothes that might make it past the fashion police. Pfft...I've got some serious work to do there.
In the meantime, I'm off to bed to dream of what may come tomorrow. Peace out.
Tomorrow will mark another month that has gone by. I know, I know. I probably promised to do a better job of updating my blog in my last post. No excuses here. I let time slip away from me.
Instead of powering up the computer at home, I go lay on the couch while the hubby designs; slip into some comfy PJs and open up a new read (which just happened for the first time this week); or I wander around my house looking for something to do that will satisfty my need to be doing something. When I do power up the computer, I log into ebay and just look for some random things or read blogs about design, music or paper. Always amazed at the prices people will pay for things. Always amazed at how certain blogs can capture my attention for hours. I should be emailing people about making donations to my Team in Training website (only $1270 to go!)...but I suppose it's my time to decompress. But hey, no excuses. ^_^
I know I will get better with it in due time. Perhaps when I become a stay-at-home mom (my dream job), I will be able to create a schedule that will allow me time to blog. :)
Enough about my blogging...
Today, a healthy, little 6 pound, 9 ounce, baby boy was born to my bestest friend in the whole wide world! While childbirth is something I have yet to experience (and there's a slim chance I ever will), I look upon it as the most experience a woman can ever go through. The miracle of life is just that...a miracle. Bringing a life into the world...whoa! (Sure, you can tell me that adopting a child is like giving them another chance at life, but it's a different kind of miracle. The miracle is that you don't kill a kid for being a booger. heh.) So today, all my love goes out to Moe and her family. May God continue to bless & protect them. (She always wanted to be surrounded by men.)
Friendship...
What is one to do when the phone goes silent on the other end? Wait for the dreaded disconnected signal? Continue to wait thinking it will be a matter of moments before the other comes back? Eh. It's hard to say and it's hard to tell that person waiting what to do. There's a reason certain people are in your life, and there's a reason why they are in your life at a certain time. It might not make sense now, but looking back you'll figure it out.
The kid...
Moco has had some amazing moments during the last month. We took a visit to Goodwill to find items to make his costume. We found them all and are now working on the details of the costume! Getting 4 A's and 1 B on a progress report...he had never done that before "in his whole life!" It brought a tear to my eye as well as to others because he was so amazed at himself. His first visit to a pumpkin patch. Talk about craziness - he couldn't contain his eagerness to run all over the place. We got into a car accident last week and I thought the kid would be tramatized. Still doing great in football. His social schedule is just as bad as our's. :)
The wrap up...
October is very much the doorman to the holiday season. The foliage begins to change colors, the temperature lowers (a wee bit) and I begin to go through my closet trying to find clothes that might make it past the fashion police. Pfft...I've got some serious work to do there.
In the meantime, I'm off to bed to dream of what may come tomorrow. Peace out.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
30 days...almost
Sheesh...where do I begin? It's been forever and a day since I've had time to blog. It's almost been a month! I'll guess I'll do some highlights.
- Moco started football! It all started Aug. 1st. I didn't post anything because I didn't know if it was going to stick. Day one of practice had my kid dancing instead of doing a grapevine. (He really didn't know what they were talking about!) A month later and the kid is still going strong. He is on the defensive line. Impressive since he is the youngest and shortest on the team. He's been tackling others that are much larger and have had more experience than he does. Sure - he's got days when he looks more like a tackle dummy than an actual football player...but he's out there. Our first game is on Saturday. I'll keep you posted...
- Moco's first day of school! He started his first official day of school with us on Aug. 25th. Yes, he started school last Spring here, but like he said "It's not the same. I was just the new kid. This is first day of school!" Two weeks into it and we're doing okay. Just started homework this week and no major issues...yet. I'm thinking those issues have passed, but he's still an 8 year old kid.
- Labor Day weekend was spent with me being sick the entire time. It was the first weekend in I don't know how long that Mike took the entire time off...and I was sick. Horrible. We did manage to go out on Friday night to celebrate his 37th birthday. We had tons of fun with friends and family. :) Other than that, we spent the weekend watching T.V. and resting. It was awesome!
That's about it for us. I'll try to do better on posting. A tough thing to do - but I will try. :)
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
07.28.08
That is a day that we will all remember...for it was Moco's adoption day! We've been counting down until it actually happened. There were moments when we didn't think it was going to happen. Why? There was a scare the lawyer didn't file the correct documents. And after all, it is the addition of a little stranger to one's family. Yet, deep down...we knew Moco was meant for us. He knew it too.
So today is the 29th. It started early as Moco woke up at 3 a.m. We really don't know why except for the fact that Moco said "it's a new day." I went back to bed and he stayed up to just play in his room for a while. When I came back out at 7 a.m., he was serving himself breakfast and chatting it up with Grandma. He finished and asked if I had to go to work. I told him I did, but we would be able to play when I came home. That satisfied him. I walked with him to his room and much to my amazement it was super clean! I mean, everything was put back in it's proper place. The bed was done too! It's not everyday that your kid cleans his room without being told. I praised him for the surprise and that made him happy.
The hubby and I sat down towards the end of the day and talked. We talked about Moco and his new attitude. We've been through a lot with him...so we are not sure what to expect. We hope and pray that the tantrums and everything else will improve now that he is an official part of our family. We know our lives have.
So today is the 29th. It started early as Moco woke up at 3 a.m. We really don't know why except for the fact that Moco said "it's a new day." I went back to bed and he stayed up to just play in his room for a while. When I came back out at 7 a.m., he was serving himself breakfast and chatting it up with Grandma. He finished and asked if I had to go to work. I told him I did, but we would be able to play when I came home. That satisfied him. I walked with him to his room and much to my amazement it was super clean! I mean, everything was put back in it's proper place. The bed was done too! It's not everyday that your kid cleans his room without being told. I praised him for the surprise and that made him happy.
The hubby and I sat down towards the end of the day and talked. We talked about Moco and his new attitude. We've been through a lot with him...so we are not sure what to expect. We hope and pray that the tantrums and everything else will improve now that he is an official part of our family. We know our lives have.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
51.54 and more...
That's how much it cost me to fill up my gas tank on Tuesday. WTH?! Yeah, yeah, I know. The cost of gas has been going up steadily for the past months...I just hadn't put 2 and 2 together until today. Bleh. I don't even use premium. oh well.
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It's time for another road trip to Dallas! Moco and I are going to see Moe & Co. Yay! Even more fun is that Moe & I will be running in a race. I'm not doing anything big, just the 5k. (I had originally wanted to do the 15k, but I didn't have anyone to watch Moco while I ran.) Moco will be "running" with me. I'll keep you posted on how it goes. ;)
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The hubby has been working some serious hours to finish a project. That means that he really hasn't been spending any time at home...leaving the kid and I to hang out together. Since he finally finished the project yesterday, he figured that he would take the son to work today. Moco was really excited and I was ecstatic that I could get ready for work without someone asking me a million questions. They cleaned up the shop and then went for a "working man's lunch." Two grilled cheese sandwiches with fries and sweet teas. The hubby said Moco loved it, especially since he was paid a dollar for his workday. ;)
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Training for the half-marathon in November has been going well. Last week, I ran 6 miles in 1 hour, 45 minutes. It's a horrible time of 17 minutes per mile. I didn't do so hot because I stayed up late the night before plus I drank one too many beers. I'm still not believing that I'm a runner and nights like those can not happen with 6 a.m. run times. I've been running around the neighborhood, but haven't done much practice work. This weekend is what I need to get motivated again. I've got lots of work to do! Argh!
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It's time for another road trip to Dallas! Moco and I are going to see Moe & Co. Yay! Even more fun is that Moe & I will be running in a race. I'm not doing anything big, just the 5k. (I had originally wanted to do the 15k, but I didn't have anyone to watch Moco while I ran.) Moco will be "running" with me. I'll keep you posted on how it goes. ;)
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The hubby has been working some serious hours to finish a project. That means that he really hasn't been spending any time at home...leaving the kid and I to hang out together. Since he finally finished the project yesterday, he figured that he would take the son to work today. Moco was really excited and I was ecstatic that I could get ready for work without someone asking me a million questions. They cleaned up the shop and then went for a "working man's lunch." Two grilled cheese sandwiches with fries and sweet teas. The hubby said Moco loved it, especially since he was paid a dollar for his workday. ;)
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Training for the half-marathon in November has been going well. Last week, I ran 6 miles in 1 hour, 45 minutes. It's a horrible time of 17 minutes per mile. I didn't do so hot because I stayed up late the night before plus I drank one too many beers. I'm still not believing that I'm a runner and nights like those can not happen with 6 a.m. run times. I've been running around the neighborhood, but haven't done much practice work. This weekend is what I need to get motivated again. I've got lots of work to do! Argh!
Thursday, July 10, 2008
6 months...
It's official. We just received notice of our Adoption Hearing. We'll be adopting Moco at the end of this month.
The days of checking in with our caseworker will be gone. The fear that a bruise he received from being a typical boy will turn into a a child abuse investigation will cease. His asking if whether or not we are going to keep for another month will be answered (although, there are still days when we stop to think about it).
Small changes have begun to take place. He will no longer have a multitude of last names to choose from (he's been in 13 foster homes, and he would use whatever last name the foster parents had; which made school work fun). The three of us sit together to have talks and make decisions. He no longer fears the thought of being alone. He looks forward to the future and the thought of being with us until we die. (His words, not mine.)
Adoption is by no means an easy road. It's a very difficult one. The closer we have get to finalizing it, the more the kid throws tantrums. Testing us with every fiber in his being. He thinks "this will be one that sends me someplace else"...we think "how can he scream for 3 hours non-stop? what were we thinking with this kid?" The journey is by no means over. We've got plenty more road to travel. Now, whether it's going to a smooth or rocky one is the question.
The days of checking in with our caseworker will be gone. The fear that a bruise he received from being a typical boy will turn into a a child abuse investigation will cease. His asking if whether or not we are going to keep for another month will be answered (although, there are still days when we stop to think about it).
Small changes have begun to take place. He will no longer have a multitude of last names to choose from (he's been in 13 foster homes, and he would use whatever last name the foster parents had; which made school work fun). The three of us sit together to have talks and make decisions. He no longer fears the thought of being alone. He looks forward to the future and the thought of being with us until we die. (His words, not mine.)
Adoption is by no means an easy road. It's a very difficult one. The closer we have get to finalizing it, the more the kid throws tantrums. Testing us with every fiber in his being. He thinks "this will be one that sends me someplace else"...we think "how can he scream for 3 hours non-stop? what were we thinking with this kid?" The journey is by no means over. We've got plenty more road to travel. Now, whether it's going to a smooth or rocky one is the question.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Infinity
With Moe & JJ in town, we've had a few extra days of fun & adventure! Last weekend, we were able to visit the family cabin in Boerne with them and see Moe's nieces & nephew. We ran, climbed trees, swam in the pool & river, danced, sang at the top of our lungs, ate goodies, played in the playground, drove golf carts, attempted to catch fish...oh, it goes on and on. Moco loved it! He can be a typical rough & tumble boy with two little boys (4 & 2) following him as their leader. Moco claims they are a "gang" or "club" depending on the day or encounter. :)
On Memorial Day, Moco & I stayed home. Sounds lame, huh? Well, I cut the grass while the kid jumped the backyard fence to play with some new friends. Then we got a surprise when Daddy (a.k.a. Hubby) called and said he would be coming home early from work and be ready to hit the road. We got super excited. Daddy is always, ALWAYS, working. (We have our own business - you get the idea.) As soon as he came home, we hit the road and drove to Corpus Christi. It was tons of fun!
For Tuesday's treat, I picked up Moco and told him if he finished his homework without whining I would drive him to Boerne for dinner and swimming. It was by far the fastest and non-complaining homework session ever! We packed our gear and made it to camp just in time to see Moe driving towards us in a golf cart with the kids. I stopped the car to greet them...all you could hear were cheers of "Munka!! Moco!! You came!!" That's all it took for Moco to jump out of the car and onto the cart. Moe explained they were going on a "dinosaur hunt" and off she drove with 5 kids laughing and singing. Again, we swam, ran, chased fireflies, sang silly songs, rode bikes, and roasted marshmellows.
A quick quote from Moe's email to me this morning:
I absolutely love Moe, JJ, Brit, Alex & GE...and so does Moco.
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Now playing: The Shins - Turn On Me
via FoxyTunes
On Memorial Day, Moco & I stayed home. Sounds lame, huh? Well, I cut the grass while the kid jumped the backyard fence to play with some new friends. Then we got a surprise when Daddy (a.k.a. Hubby) called and said he would be coming home early from work and be ready to hit the road. We got super excited. Daddy is always, ALWAYS, working. (We have our own business - you get the idea.) As soon as he came home, we hit the road and drove to Corpus Christi. It was tons of fun!
For Tuesday's treat, I picked up Moco and told him if he finished his homework without whining I would drive him to Boerne for dinner and swimming. It was by far the fastest and non-complaining homework session ever! We packed our gear and made it to camp just in time to see Moe driving towards us in a golf cart with the kids. I stopped the car to greet them...all you could hear were cheers of "Munka!! Moco!! You came!!" That's all it took for Moco to jump out of the car and onto the cart. Moe explained they were going on a "dinosaur hunt" and off she drove with 5 kids laughing and singing. Again, we swam, ran, chased fireflies, sang silly songs, rode bikes, and roasted marshmellows.
A quick quote from Moe's email to me this morning:
"The boys were sound asleep all night long. I think we wore them out. They had so much fun last night. I loved to just watch them interact and laugh so purely. It made my heart smile. Moco was so adorable when he got here. You could see how happy he was to be here. That made me feel good that he is relaxed around us and can be comfortable enough to just be himself. Thanks for bringing him."Moco crashed on the way home...the only way I knew was because he stopped talking. He loves going to camp, but especially being with his two pals - JJ & GE. There's something to them not seeing each other for months and then just being the best of friends. No worries, no motives - just pure fun & friendship. It makes me happy to know that my son is making friends that will last him his lifetime.
I absolutely love Moe, JJ, Brit, Alex & GE...and so does Moco.
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Now playing: The Shins - Turn On Me
via FoxyTunes
Thursday, May 8, 2008
18 years...
A quick blog entry...really quick since I'm in the office.
I just got a phone call from my ultimate best friend, "Moe". When Moe became a mom, it was hard for us to keep in contact with one another. I mean, we used to write letters on a weekly basis just because we both have a serious love of stationery and pens. Then I became a mom...that's when all time escaped from us. We do our best to call one another, but we are very lucky if we get to leave a voice mail. :)
So a phone call in which we actually get to talk to one another is definitely a blessing. That woman can make me laugh and cry like no one else. Most of the time, we're on our way to our offices or just about to enter a meeting so our calls last no more than 5 minutes. That just goes to show you that we are always thinking of one another. We understand each other without having to complete a sentence. We just go "uh-huh" and then we start laughing...knowing exactly what the other one was thinking. Now once I'm off the phone, I can spend the next five minutes trying to regain composure.
I suppose that goes with a friendship of 18 years. I love it.
I just got a phone call from my ultimate best friend, "Moe". When Moe became a mom, it was hard for us to keep in contact with one another. I mean, we used to write letters on a weekly basis just because we both have a serious love of stationery and pens. Then I became a mom...that's when all time escaped from us. We do our best to call one another, but we are very lucky if we get to leave a voice mail. :)
So a phone call in which we actually get to talk to one another is definitely a blessing. That woman can make me laugh and cry like no one else. Most of the time, we're on our way to our offices or just about to enter a meeting so our calls last no more than 5 minutes. That just goes to show you that we are always thinking of one another. We understand each other without having to complete a sentence. We just go "uh-huh" and then we start laughing...knowing exactly what the other one was thinking. Now once I'm off the phone, I can spend the next five minutes trying to regain composure.
I suppose that goes with a friendship of 18 years. I love it.
Monday, April 28, 2008
I'm around...and just for Sandrine...5
Sorry for the lack of blogging...I've been super busy with the kid & hubby. It's a tough balancing act with two men who need you for all the little things in life. I have to be honest and say I wouldn't have it any other way.
It just sucks the life out of me at times. I'll write more soon, so to remind myself - here are some snippets:
It just sucks the life out of me at times. I'll write more soon, so to remind myself - here are some snippets:
- Moco's 1st Parade
- Moco's 1st gymnastic class
- Hubby & I go to NIOSA
- A Beach Adventure
- Lack of training
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