Vladimir signed a law banning all US adoptions of Russian children, the Kremlin announced today. To average Americans, this just sounds in poor taste. For some, it’s even seen as good, because they believe that we should be adopting our own children out of foster care first. I don’t feel like anyone is wrong. I… Continue reading The Most Vulnerable.
I posted yesterday about my worries because of the autism association with the Newtown shooter. It was a rough day. It wasn’t just that one status update. It was several facebook pages that kept coming up. As soon as they’d crop up, someone would post them, then the rest of us would report them to… Continue reading Our Autism Miracle.
I’m guest posting at Childswork Childsplay today. I had my husband look over it to make sure it made sense. He said, “Do you think that saying the (Connecticut) shooter’s Autism really makes people think Casey is dangerous?” Then I saw this: A status update from someone who is obviously quite ignorant. I get that.… Continue reading Autism and Violence.
This last week I’ve had several people; nurses, friends, family members say the same thing to me: “I don’t know how you do it.” I hear that phrase a lot. Even if I only mention that I have four kids (in any place outside the state of Utah, that is) and nothing else it comes,… Continue reading I don’t.
I snapped this picture in the pediatrician’s office as we were waiting for the paramedics to come take Abby to the Children’s Hospital. I was afraid. I asked for prayers. After the paramedics came, they asked for her car seat. As I walked to the car, I stood in the sun for a moment, closed… Continue reading I believe in prayer.
I’m tired and I should be sleeping. So should Abby. We’re both wide awake as “Finding Nemo” plays for the fourth time in the background. Abby’s spent the day being handled to roughly by too many people, and now she’s even pushing me away. It’s okay. I need some space, too. The best way I’ve… Continue reading 12.13.12
Last weekend, members of our church volunteered with the Salvation Army as bell ringers . I singed up before I thought it through. I wanted to back out so many times. It sounds silly, but things like this scare me to death. I was a massive ball of panic before it. I’d love to give… Continue reading The Crying Salvation Army Bell Ringer.