Looking Back on 2018

Happy New Year!!

Hello everyone.

Can you believe it’s 2019?! Where in the world did 2018 go? I guess the Gretchen Rubin saying is true, The days are long but the years are short. 

As we settled in for a night of movies, popcorn, pepperoni rolls, and giggles with the littles I could not help but look back at what the past year looked like for our family. What a difference one year makes.

Last January we were in Tennessee. We were fostering a beautiful little girl. She fit in perfectly with our little loves. That was actually her second time with us. Man I miss her sweet smile, the sounds she made while she slept, and the way she took in everything around her. I am happy she is now with family members that can care for her the way she needs to be. For a moment we thought she was meant to be ours, God had other plans for her and for us. So we will continue to pray for her, her parents, and those taking care of her. Baby Peaches will forever be in our hearts.

In March she went to live with her grandmother, and our lives went back to our normal. The kids were doing well in school. My husband was busy at work. All in all things seemed to going well. I became a published author in March. Beautiful Chaos Our Story about Foster Care, Adoption, Faith and Love hit Amazon (and some bookshelves) on March 14. I never thought it would happen, but it did. It finally did. Some dreams are meant to be reality. In March my mom and I were able to attend a Women of Joy conference. Powerful messages and wonderful worship filled three amazing days. While there I had the pleasure of meeting Lisa Harper in person. Her testimony is so touching. Her books are amazing. Being able to give her a copy of my book and get a copy of her book was amazing.

In April we welcomed a very tiny sick little boy into our home. It was just for a week until his grandmother could get things in order at her house so she could care for him at her home. It just happened to be the week of Easter. What a perfect week to have him with us. He was able to attend one of the most memorable Easter services I have ever been to. He was prayed for and prayed over by our pastor and his wife. And even though he was only with us a week he too will have a place in our hearts. Its not about the amount of time we spend with someone, its about what we share in that time that matters.

May brought about a trip with my oldest daughter and my momma. The previous Christmas Sierra and I surprised my mom with a tickets as one of her presents. My mom, recently retired, had always wanted to take a cruise but was never able to go. My dad does not care for the ocean so Sierra and I decided we would take her and make it a girls only trip. We had a blast. Seeing my mom so happy and excited was truly one of the highlights of my year. Maybe we can make it a yearly thing? Maybe.

My mom, daughter, and I sailing to the Bahamas

May also changed things. My father in law was not doing well. I’ve said it before and I will say it again cancer sucks. He was fighting a losing battle and time with him we knew was growing short. My husband and I started talking about moving back home but it was not as simply as “just moving home”. The thought of taking JR out of his school scared us. I knew our other little loves would adjust fine, but him, we worried about him. His needs are much different than theirs. We prayed and talked and talked some more trying to figure out what was best for all of us.

June we received a call for a little girl and welcomed her into our home. She was a bundle of joy. Always laughing and by far the best sleeper we had in a long time. Our little loves loved having her with us.

I was not feeling the best and after talking with my doctor I was scheduled for a hysterectomy in mid June. During the pretesting the doctor discovered something wrong. It appeared that I had had a mild heart attack. I was floored. I’m only 42. The doctor had more tests ran and it was later determined that it was not a heart attack just a heart issue (still not completely sure what happened or what the issue actually was.) But truly thankful whatever it was God saw fit to fix it. Thank you Jesus!

With my health scare and Todd’s dad sick we made the decision to move back home. We needed to be closer to our families. I brought the kids up and they spent most of the summer at my parents home. I would travel back and forth between to two states. We still had our foster daughter and she had visits and meetings we could not miss. When we knew for sure we would be moving (still in the middle of all my testing on my heart) we discussed her case with her caseworker, her GAL (guardian at litem) and her mom. The decision was made that she would be placed in another foster home where she could continue to thrive while her mom worked her plan to get her back. It was with a heavy heart we had to let her go. The day I dropped her off to her new foster family was hard. We did not plan for her stay with us to end like it did. Last I heard she is doing great and her mom is working hard on things to one day have her back. I pray all works out.

August arrived before we knew it and we closed on our new house, the day before school started. Talk about crazy timing. Todd was still working in TN, traveling back and forth to see us and his dad. School brought about new schools, new teachers, new everything for our kids. It was a difficult time but thankfully everyone is adjusting well now.

October we celebrated Halloween. We had the Ghostbusters along with the Marshmallow man and the cutest little Dale Jr I’ve ever seen. That would be the last time the kids and I would see my father-in-law. It is still so hard to believe he is gone. I am thankful for the memories he gave to my kids, to me. He was truly an special man.

November is a blur. That’s when our world changed forever. When Jesus called him home. He fought a hard fight. We went through the motions at Thanksgiving. I cooked. I wanted my mother in law’s Thanksgiving to go as smoothly as possible. My orders from my seven year old were to make sure she was happy. JR knows she misses him for he too misses his papaw. They were inseparable. Not a day has went by he has not asked about him or how he can get to him.

December my husband was able to finally move home. After our TN house sold and things at his work slowed down he was able to transfer back up here. Having him home has been the best gift. We are once again under one roof. We are stronger when we are all together. Christmas was a busy time, with our five little loves and our daughter and her boyfriend, and our son and his girlfriend, our house was filled with laughter and presents. Lots of presents. There were laughs and some tears, but over all we had an okay Christmas. We missed papaw’s laugh and smile, I guess that’s something we always will.

2018 brought about many changes for us. Life is about change. We must learn to live life and love the people we are surrounded by. We must forgive others and forgive ourselves. We must be patient with what’s going on and see where God leads us. In 2018 we made some new friends (stopped talking to a few). We discovered we are stronger than we realized and our faith grew. Our hearts were broken and tears we shed many times, but through it all we had each other. I am not sure what 2019 will hold for us. And that is the beauty of change. My prayer is that whatever life throws at us in the new year we learn from it, we grow from it, we are blessed by it, and we embrace it. Through it all may God keep us and guide us all the way.

From our beautiful chaos to yours, May 2019 be a very blessed and exciting year.

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Beautiful Chaos is now AVAILABLE!!!

Hello everyone,

For those of you who have been following the release of my first book Beautiful Chaos Our Story about Foster Care, Adoption, Faith and Love, the wait is over!! It is now available.

I want to thank all of you who have supported this project in some way. For those that helped me fund the project THANK YOU!! For those that have prayed for the book and for me Thank you!! For those that gave me the encouragement to get it started and then to get it completed Thank you!! I am truly humbled by what is taking place.

Thank you to my beautiful family for allowing me to share a glimpse of our life with the world. Thank you to my wonderful husband who not only lives this crazy life with me but also has had to listen to me over the last few months give him play by play details as our story became a book reality. Mostly I want to thank God for allowing us to be a small part in His beautiful masterpiece. He has allowed us to be part of some many lives on this foster care adventure. He has been my comfort when a child is placed back with a birth parent or relative, He has been my guide when I did not know what to do, He has been my protector when situations have become unsafe, but above all He has been my friend that has walked with me every step of the way. To You oh Lord, be ALL the glory.

This book is for you!

If you have ever thought about becoming a foster parent or have ever wondered what it takes to foster a child, if you have ever thought about adopting, or if you have ever questioned your plan in Gods story I encourage you to read our story. My hope is that it inspires at least one person/one family to open their heart to the idea of becoming foster parents. If one child gains a safe place to lay his or her head at night then everything struggle and every worry in making this book a reality was worth it. It’s all about the kids. Always

You can find the book at the following websites:

WestBowPress.com

Barnes & Noble

Amazon

Check it out and let me know what you think

From our beautiful chaos to yours, may you find a way to make your mark In this great big world. One act of kindness at a time

The Faces of Foster Care

via Daily Prompt: Bitter

 

May is foster care awareness month.  And while foster care receives mostly negative attention I want to share some positive moments from our foster care journey. With the permission of their mom’s I would like to put a face (or two) to what foster care has meant to us.  At one time they have all been in my home and they will forever hold a place in Momma C’s heart.

A little dark before the light:

The statistics are alarming and on the rise. There are over 600,000 children in the foster care system in the United States.  The drug busts, the neglect charges, and the overdoses that you hear about on the news all have one thing in common, children that did not ask to be placed in the situation.  They are removed from their home and placed, in many cases, with a foster family they know nothing about.  Thanks to all the negative stories the news and TV shows share about foster care, they are terrified what the foster family may do to them. Will it be worse than what was going on in their home?  Will they feed us? Will they hurt us? All questions as a foster mom I have dealt with in those very critical first hours after a new placement arrived in our home. You have to prepare yourself not only for the mental abuse but also the physical abuse ( which may be visible) they have faced.  It’s not easy. In fact sometimes it’s down right hard.  But if we don’t open our hearts and our homes for these precious children who will? God wants us to be His hands and feet what better way than to help His children when they need us the most.

It takes time. It takes patience. It takes love. It takes Jesus. It takes smiles and giggles. It takes funny voices to get them to eat. It takes prayer. It takes support from your family. It takes a team of people; their caseworkers, a judge, a GAL, a visitation supervisor, the birth parents, and yes the foster parents all working together for what’s best for the child.  The trauma they have witnessed and or suffered will not go away over night if it goes away at all. Every case will be different so what worked for “Billy” may not work for “Zac” it will take everyone working together to help them overcome and start moving forward.

Sie and Devin holding the girls on one of our vacations

We didn’t plan on adopting when we became fosters back in 2010, that’s what I tell myself. It would be great if God made a way for it to happen, if that was His plan.  Deep in my heart I longed for more children and I wanted my new husband to experience more than just the teenage years he had been thrown into when he became dad to my children (at the time 13 and 10). Fostering was one way to share that with him.  If adoption was meant to be God would find a way.

The feeling of just wanting to foster changed when I fell in love with our second placement, a set of sisters.  They had my heart the moment I laid eyes on them. For close to nine months I was their momma.  I took them to their doctor appointments, I took them to church, on vacations, but most of all I loved them. The day I found out that an aunt from out of state had been located and wanted them my heart sank. I had this bitter feeling inside me that I could not shake.  I had raised these babies how could the court decide to just give them to someone they didn’t know? That’s when God stepped in and took my hand.  “That’s exactly how you had got them” He reminded me. He removed the bitterness the moment I met her.  She was a kind, loving soul. Their family was much like ours. The way she held the youngest in her arms reminded me of myself. The way she talked about her kids, her son was in band like mine, and the way she gushed about her daughter all reminded me of me.  They were active in the church, even went on mission trips, something we have always talked about doing, as bad as I wanted to not like her I felt drawn to her.

Our family Photo with the girls

 

I’m not going to lie the day the girls were transferred was one of the hardest days in my life.  But I am grateful. Their forever mom (their aunt and uncle were able to adopt them 😊) and I are now friends.  And thanks to the wonderful world of social media I get to see the girls. And they are growing up to be beautiful young ladies.  There is not a day that goes by that I don’t pass this picture in our hallway and smile.  Maybe one day when they are old enough to understand we will get to see them in person. What I would give to hold them one more time and tell them I love them.  I did not understand it then but God did not intended for them to be ours forever but just for a season.  I am thankful, for it was a beautiful season.

The next two little ladies brought me much laughter and introduced me to one of my very best friends.  Just thinking about them makes me smile. Man were they spunky.  I have never seen two sisters so different from each other.  One quiet and backward, the other the exact opposite.   In a broken system sometimes things happen and for these two girls we were told their case looked to be moving towards adoption. We were in the process of adopting Elissa and JR and at the time thought we were done. I think God used that “thought” to get them to my  friend.   The transition from our house to their house went smooth and we kept in contact after that.  When she found out the girls were going  to their father’s she called me.   These girls have been prayed over more than they will ever know.  I am thankful their step mom has a good relationship with my friend.  I love getting the updates on how they are doing in school and how they are adjusting to the new little ones in the house.  Friendships and families can grow out of ashes.  

The last little girl will forever hold a special place in my heart, well they all do, but she was the only placement we saw go back to her home.  The only one.  Her mom was young and in some ways reminded me of my oldest daughter, I couldn’t help but want to be her biggest cheerleader.  She was around the same age I was when I had Sie, the big difference I had a support system she did not.  The one thing she did have was an awesome aunt.  The aunt brought her to the visits, helped her with the baby, and did all the things a mother is suppose to do for her daughter. She was lucky to have her.  We worked on basic parenting skills and life skills and when it was time for her to go home, I was the one who got to drop baby girl off.  The tears in both the mother’s and aunts eyes is an image I will forever remember. Simply beautiful. The words “Is this really happening? Is she really coming back to me?” repeated themselves over and over as I got baby girls things out of my car.  After a few long hugs I wiped happy tears off my cheeks and climbed back into my car.  I told them all that I would always be just a phone away.

And I meant it.  I still talk to them, again through social media. Parenting turned out to be to much for the young mom, it happens, but the aunt stepped up and is now baby girls forever momma. She is so lucky to have such a strong woman in her life.  She is getting so big and learning to do so many new things.  Our JR still asks about her all the time.  Foster care changes the lives of all involved.

We have had several other girls and many boys in care over the years. Over 25 little loves have been part of our home and hearts since we started fostering in 2010.  They were loved just as much but for now their families are not ready to share their stories.  And that’s ok.  I still get to see them and I know that even in the darkest of times God makes all things beautiful.  Foster care is not about stealing someone’s kid away or taking in kids to make a quick buck.  For those of us that foster we know what it’s really about.  It’s about opening your heart to a child knowing it could get broken.  It’s about working together with people we may not like for what’s best for the child. It’s about loving that child with all you have and possibly not getting any love back. It’s about comforting them after a nightmare and then cleaning up pee or poop from the floor or bed because the fear scared them to the core. It’s about being there for them in every possible way.  It’s about loving them just as God loves us.   Foster care is selflessness love.

 

From our beautiful chaos to yours do you have room to open your heart to a child in need? I promise you it may not be the easiest but it will be the best decision you ever make.

Grab your copy of our story Beautiful Chaos Our Story about Foster Care, Adoption, Faith, And Love over on my website beautifulchaosmomma.com  or on Amazon

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