Bryan and Betsy are the type of people that should get their plan A. They follow all the rules. They look like and smell like Jesus. Always have, always will. Betsy’s the kind of woman that asked me once if she could just come learn from and be with my kids. Bryan’s the kind of guy that woke up at 2 AM one morning and sent Justin an email just to let him know he was praying for him. They are the type of people who ask how you are doing and really want to know your answer. They aren’t trying to be good, they just are good. It’s as challenging as it is refreshing.
So when everything changed in their journey, I couldn’t help but watch. How would the they handle life when it stopped going according to plan? How would they handle grief and loss? The answer shouldn’t surprise you-they handled it with Grace and Truth. God took a most dangerous tool, pain, to refine them, deepen them, and shape them more into His image. They were, and continue to be, honest, vulnerable, and unwavering in their faith.
I am so honored Betsy sat down to share her journey with us today.
Continue reading “From funerals to foster care: A guest feature by Betsy Bicket”
Jayden barfed yesterday.
Actually, from both ends. When I went in to wake him up for school he was sleeping in it. Poor guy. Justin picked him up and I aired out his room while he continued to sleep on the bathroom floor.
Continue reading “Sometimes, we just need our mom.”
4 weeks ago.
My last post was 4 weeks ago. And, it wasn’t even my post. It was my dear friend Michelle’s guest post. I am guessing it was the busyness of the school year ending, writers block, laziness, or a bit of everything combined, but I need to get back on the saddle.
Here’s the skinny on the last 4 weeks: Continue reading “Back in the Saddle”
Hello, Boyce Lane readers!
I am so glad you stopped by today because I get the honor of introducing you to my dear friend, Kathrina. Kat and I have a lot in common. We love us some Marshall’s, we were born type A, and we would admit we have to work at motherhood. Which is why I adore her. She and her husband are first responders to pain and mess. They relentlessly pursue people with their love, and are teaching their children to do the same. They are hilarious, generous, loud, fun, and really the life of any party. And because of their dynamic, go-get ’em attitude, it is no surprise that they are navigating “none to done” so well!
I am forever grateful for Kathrina’s friendship. It is an honor to be a part of her journey going from type A to plan B.
Continue reading “How to foster-to-adopt 3 kids in one day and still keep your sanity: A Guest Feature from Kathrina Montondo”
She’s starting to notice.
Ellie is finally at the age where she is starting to recognize that Jayden and Brooklyn do things differently. And she is asking questions. Good questions. The problem is, there’s no parenting manual for these type of conversations. Quite frankly, we are making it up as we go. A lot of our friends ask us how to navigate these noticeable differences with their typically developing children as well, so here is the first of two phrases that are gaining traction on our house.
Continue reading “How to talk to your child about their friends with special needs: part one”
School breaks always remind me why I hate my life.
When everyone sees them as an opportunity to bond with their children, I see it as entrapment. When everyone else gets to do fun Pinterest crafts or explore “25 family friendly places to visit on break,” I feel like I got a week long prison sentence.
All I choose to see is more mess, less patience, and no fun.
I mean, I wish we could do something fun. At least more fun than hours and hours of Barney. I would love to do crafts, or go somewhere, but I can’t. I can’t take my 3 kids anywhere alone.
Continue reading “How to fail at staying home with your kids”
[A.K.A. Why you’re breathing.]
Merriam-Webster defines calling as:
-a stong desire to spend your life doing a certain kind of work
-the work that a person does or should be doing
-a strong inner pulse toward a particular course of action especially when accompanied by conviction of divine influence
-the characteristic cry of a female cat in heat
Do you know what yours is?
Hopefully not a crying cat.
Continue reading “Calling: I think I have found mine, what about you?”
|Mark, Kate, Lydia, and Eli Demien
Photo Credit: Rebecca Reale
Thanks for stopping by today!
I have been so excited to tell you the newest addition to the Blog….Friday Guest Features!
We, by far, are not the only ones going from Type A to Plan B. If fact, I think we all can relate. Right? Think back to 16. Does your life look at all like you thought? Reminds me of that Garth Brooks song: Unanswered Prayers. There is a line that says, “some of God’s greatest gifts, are unanswered prayers.” I am so glad some of my dreams fell on the cutting room floor.
Anyway, it didn’t take me long to realize as I started blogging more, that I am surrounded by people that are not just surviving this “new normal” but actually thriving. Many of them are not bloggers. They are just humble, beautiful people that happen to sit on my couch once in awhile. So, you know me, I just had to see if they would share! Nothing like gently nudging friends out of their comfort zones! Ha! So, at least once a month when you stop by, you may find one of these wonderful friends sitting next to you on the couch. My hope is that their story will encourage you in your own Plan B.
First up is my dear friend, Kate! She has graced my couch more than I can count. I love learning from her. She is a great mixture of humor and wisdom, listener and story teller, and loyal until the sun comes up. She’s not afraid of telling you the truth or licking your child’s germs. She is the woman you always pick first for your team, no matter what game of life you are playing, because you know you have a better chance of winning when she is next to you. And, she happens to be gracefully navigating her journey with two open adoptions.
So this week, meet Kate!
To all my readers:
Thank you so much for taking the time to read and share my blog! I am overwhelmed by the number of comments, likes, and shares. Your words are such an encouragement to keep writing!
It’s funny. I thought this would be a fun adventure, but quickly realized after looking for a “first TBT” post this was going to be an emotional ride. With a regressive disorder, things looked a lot different back then….
So, welcome #TBT!
Continue reading “#tbt post 1: Jayden”