It’s the New Year and with good intentions we all set our minds on different aspects of our lives to improve upon. The most common resolutions include health and fitness, organization, saving money, traveling, etc. These are all great resolutions and I’ve pulled my own resolutions from each of these categories as well. However, I do have another resolution category that I will be focused on for 2019…
Adoption. What an incredible gift; the giving of life, the giving of family, the giving of love. Each year, November is recognized as National Adoption Awareness Month. Adoption is the reason I am the person that I am today. So here is a little piece of my story…
Some weeks I go so hard & accomplish so much, I end the week feeling like [amazon_textlink asin=’B072J84141′ text=’Wonder Woman‘ template=’ProductLink’ store=’poms2moms-20′ marketplace=’US’ link_id=’8d63b6a2-d75e-11e8-83bb-c7ac6489462c’]. And then there are times, when the next week rolls around, I become overwhelmed from the mental to do list – rotating like a credit reel. That’s when the panic sets in and I have the tendency to hide from my tasks & people. Rather than ending that week like Diana Prince I feel more like Ursula.
I know it’s different for every family, but we didn’t go through the terrible two’s or “threenager” stage, really.
No, I’m not Ebeneezer Scrooge. I actually LOVE Christmas. I love decorating my house and the [amazon_textlink asin=’B000JDGC78′ text=’smell of a pine candle‘ template=’ProductLink’ store=’poms2moms-20′ marketplace=’US’ link_id=’2154cb27-b04f-11e8-8ef0-a555d932a12e’]… I REALLY love getting Christmas cards in the mail and spending extra time with family. I love celebrating Jesus’ birthday and lighting the advent candle and remembering the reason we celebrate. I really do enjoy Christmas and the hype surrounding it. But this year, I’m canceling Christmas and here’s why…
I’m on the brink, but not quite there yet…
As I quickly approach 30, I’m looking around and getting a little anxious that I’m missing something. I’ve got no plans of babies any time soon. Am I incorrect? Am I missing the motherly gene?
Yesterday was National Sister’s Day—a holiday like so many others these days that I had no idea existed—but one that brought a smile to my face. I’m happy because as a mother of not one, but two little girls, I get to celebrate an amazing bond of sisterhood shared between my daughters.
A few weeks ago things were not going as planned at all. We were missing Wednesday night church services for our last swim lesson and basically [amazon_textlink asin=’1719369291′ text=’fit hit the shan‘ template=’ProductLink’ store=’poms2moms-20′ marketplace=’US’ link_id=’5ff6bb5e-89f8-11e8-a157-77860ad26577′].
