Tagged with Children

to my kids who aren’t my kids

I’m joining Rachel’s linky party today by writing a Mother’s Day letter to my kids – well, to two of them anyway.  You’ll have to pretend for a bit that we’re in England though because it’s Mother’s Day a tad earlier on that side of the Atlantic – March 30 actually.  So, in honor, I’m writing this … Continue reading

smiles

I got six hours of sleep last night and I got a babysitter today so I found myself sitting in the parking lot of Target grinning like a fool, giggling like a school girl.  I cannot believe I am sitting on the other side of a worry that has weighed me down for months.  My … Continue reading

car shopping … take two

Mike Hale Acura in Murray, Utah.  Never, ever go there and be sure to tell them I didn’t send you.  After many car dealing shenanigans, we found a car there that I fell irrationally in love with.  Last night, we sealed the deal by putting down a deposit so we could buy it today.  Only. … Continue reading

nesting

Approximately 3 seconds after I posted my last post about how I don’t like surprises but still fill my life with “surprise” phone calls, I got one of those calls. And I am (cautiously) thrilled!  Turns out, the biological sibling of our youngest almost son is on her way here this August (if not sooner). … Continue reading

happy on mother’s day

My journey to motherhood was not a sprint.  If it was a race, it was one I entered thinking it would be a sprint only to learn it would be a triathlon instead and, oh yeah, I wouldn’t have a bike or the ability to swim.  And, if it was a race, it’s one where … Continue reading