I used to think being a mom would come naturally to me. Turns out, building my family is just a wee bit more complicated than I hoped.

My story is not always pretty, but it is raw and real, truthful and transparent. And in the midst of infertility, foster parenting, adoption and loss, God’s grace always shows up and gets me through. (Well, that and coffee. A lot of coffee.) Welcome to my beautiful, complicated life. I’m so happy to have you along.

Recent Posts

How adulting is a lot like having a car accident — then living to tell the tale

September 22nd, 2017|0 Comments

I have this bra. Gosh, the thing is ugly. Snake print in muted pastel rainbow colors. I'm not sure why Victoria Secret ever designed this bra, or how they managed to sell it, but somehow

Open adoption through foster care: a second chance to connect our daughter with her bio family

September 4th, 2017|2 Comments

  When a foster child comes into your home, they do not come alone. They come with history. I'm not talking about the "stuff" of foster care: the what's and how's and when's of deep

Sometimes mommy needs a timeout too

August 28th, 2017|0 Comments

To my two sweet and spunky girls, There are moments when you don't behave the way I want you to. When you are hungry, and instead of asking for a snack, you whine and cry

 What an eclipse teaches us about death 

August 21st, 2017|2 Comments

Today I will see a total eclipse. It is not the eclipse millions are counting down the hours to, though it is just as dramatic. It is not the eclipse that will span the heart

An Update On Our Family

August 10th, 2017|2 Comments

So when I started this little blog, I was always pretty good about keeping you all updated on our lives.  The ins and outs of our losses and testing. The ups and downs of social

6 things you absolutely need when you parent a child after loss

July 25th, 2017|2 Comments

Pregnancy after loss was a mind game. But I thought once she was out, once she was pink and breathing, once my body had successfully sustained her life right into my arms, then I would

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when building a family is just a little bit complicated