Hoping to someday find M's brother adopted in the U.S. -
Myckola Oleksandrovych Markov - 8/26/2003

Friday, January 8, 2016

Baby Wearing

I have been about to lose my mind since having the baby because I miss reading!  

Problem Solved:

Wear all the babies.

Sunday, January 3, 2016

Goodbye 2015

I was happy to see it go honestly.  It holds a lot of things that I am happy to leave in the past.

I almost lost my baby.

I spent 7 weeks on bed rest.

I started off with 6 kids in public school and ended with them all at home with me.

I started the year with IEP meetings and ended it without them.

I turned 30.

I had an unmedicated labor and delivery at a birth center.  

I learned my mother is a narcissistic psychopath and realized that my childhood was shaped in ways even I didn't realize by that.

I spent a lot of time learning more about myself and finally don't feel so out of place.  I introvert like a boss.

I lost a LOT of sleep. First over IEPs and then worrying about my pregnancy.  The most sleep was lost staying up with one squalling little colicky baby though :)

I wrestled with my faith in ways I never imagined...again.  I am stuck still, not yet able to make sense of what I've been taught, what I have experienced.  

I realized that I would love to write a book about SO much, but will have to wait a few years because you know... Kids :)

2015 was insanely stressful.  It ended more peacefully though and I am grateful for that.

My kids have begged for a couple of years now to go to Lego Land.  I think that for 2016 our resolution is to find a way to take them.  I heard that homeschoolers can get in for an incredibly low price 1 day each week so maaaaybe we can make this happen.

We have been through so much as a family.  I'd love to have more photos of us having fun, making memories.  

For sure though, this was the best part of 2015. My sweet snuggly baby :)

We witness a miracle every time a child enters into life; but those who make their journey home across time and miles, growing within the hearts of those who wait to love them,are carried on the wings of destiny; and placed among us by God's very own hands. --Kristi Larson