Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Happy Mother's Day
My new hobby
These I made for my friend Jenn Timmermans for her birthday. They can be put in a garden or displayed somewhere in your home!
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Relaxed Hair
It has almost been a year since I put a relaxer in Naomi's hair. Since then, she now has 2-3 inches of new growth. Her hair is so tight and kinky, we can't get a comb through it. I had been doing styles in it but I felt like I needed advice and guidance. So I found a salon in Everett (a black salon) and Thursday Naomi and I went in to see them.
We ended up getting her hair professionally relaxed and we are loving it! For the past two days, Naomi has been walking around with a comb, combing it because she can for the first time. During the 4 hour process I felt like she was growing up right before my eyes. She look so beautiful. If we decide we like it, then we will get the new roots relaxed in 3 months. What do you think?
We ended up getting her hair professionally relaxed and we are loving it! For the past two days, Naomi has been walking around with a comb, combing it because she can for the first time. During the 4 hour process I felt like she was growing up right before my eyes. She look so beautiful. If we decide we like it, then we will get the new roots relaxed in 3 months. What do you think?
What I Didn't Know by Trina, adoptive mother of three
On Monday at our adoptive parents support group, our leader gave each of us a copy of this poem. As one Dad read it, the room was silent. We all have felt this way.
What I Didn't Know
I did NOT know that I wouldn't bond the minute I laid eyes on them.
I did NOT know that it would take so darn long to put this many kids to bed.
I did NOT know that some American kids could have ever not had a doughnut.
I did NOT know that I would so resent the best intentions of my friends who have no clue what is going on in my house.
I did NOT know that my other children would accept them before I did.
I did NOT know that I would be so aggravated about giving up my private time.
I did NOT know that a small child could consume so much fruit.
I did NOT know that I would never get the chance to be intimate with their bodies at his age. I wouldn't know each little toe like it was my own.
I did NOT know that I would be so afraid of them.
I did NOT know that I would be angry at my husband because he is not afraid of them.
I did NOT know that social workers could take them away, but if I wanted to give them back that's a whole different story
I did NOT know that I was crazy not to meet them first.
I did NOT know that I would feel so responsible for them.
I did NOT know that they wouldn't know how to live with a dog.
I did NOT know that I would have to teach the House Rules long after I had actually forgotten what those rules were.
I did NOT know how much all this would cost.
I did NOT know how much people would stare at his disabilities.
I did NOT know that it would be so much trouble to get them enrolled in school.
I did NOT know that social workers leave out crucial details.
I did NOT know that I would doubt myself so much, especially in the middle of the night.
I did NOT know they would be so happy with us.
-Trina, adoptive mother of three
What I Didn't Know
I did NOT know that I wouldn't bond the minute I laid eyes on them.
I did NOT know that it would take so darn long to put this many kids to bed.
I did NOT know that some American kids could have ever not had a doughnut.
I did NOT know that I would so resent the best intentions of my friends who have no clue what is going on in my house.
I did NOT know that my other children would accept them before I did.
I did NOT know that I would be so aggravated about giving up my private time.
I did NOT know that a small child could consume so much fruit.
I did NOT know that I would never get the chance to be intimate with their bodies at his age. I wouldn't know each little toe like it was my own.
I did NOT know that I would be so afraid of them.
I did NOT know that I would be angry at my husband because he is not afraid of them.
I did NOT know that social workers could take them away, but if I wanted to give them back that's a whole different story
I did NOT know that I was crazy not to meet them first.
I did NOT know that I would feel so responsible for them.
I did NOT know that they wouldn't know how to live with a dog.
I did NOT know that I would have to teach the House Rules long after I had actually forgotten what those rules were.
I did NOT know how much all this would cost.
I did NOT know how much people would stare at his disabilities.
I did NOT know that it would be so much trouble to get them enrolled in school.
I did NOT know that social workers leave out crucial details.
I did NOT know that I would doubt myself so much, especially in the middle of the night.
I did NOT know they would be so happy with us.
-Trina, adoptive mother of three
Tuesday, May 08, 2012
Meditations on a Messy Life « Empowered To Connect
Lisa Qualls has captured exactly how I am feeling today.
Meditations on a Messy Life « Empowered To Connect
Meditations on a Messy Life « Empowered To Connect
Friday, April 27, 2012
Grow little plants grow!
Darrick and Micah putting the strawberries in |
My dream come true |
Rhubarb, sunflowers, cucumbers and pink beans |
Green beans, broccoli, lettuce, gourds and pumpkins |
jalapenos, cilantro, onions |
Strawberries and tomatoes |
Pink Lemonade Blueberry and Blueberry Bushes |
Growing Chicks
Smith Brothers Farm
A few weeks ago we went to the Everett Home and Garden Show. We signed up for Smith Bros. Farms Home Delivery. We picked a few basic items we already buy to start and delivery is free. The kids having been anxiously awaiting delivery day-which is every Tuesday. If you are not home they place your items in an insulated box that stays on your porch.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Dirt Delivery Day
Now that our raised beds are built all we need is the soil. Our friends, the Kamps, told us where they get their soil and you can buy it in bulk so it is cheaper (and they have a militay discount!) So last week we ordered it from Cedar Grove Composting.
We ordered the Vegetable Garden Mix, which is 33% compost, 33% sand and 33% sandy loam. Sandy loam is a mixture of sand, silt and clay. It is measured by yards and we ordered 3 yards. They have a cool calculator on their website where you enter the size of your beds and it tells you how much to order.
The delivery truck was here bright and early at 7:45 am. They just unload it where you tell them so we had it dumped on our driveway. It was raining so I put a tarp on it to try to keep it from getting soaked.
We have never owned a wheelbarrow so this was a great time to purchase one!
First we laid down a weed guard to try to keep the weeds down. Then came the transporting of the dirt. Darrick and the boys worked all afternoon shoveling, loading the wheelbarrow, dumping and leveling it out. It looks great! The next sunny day, we can put our veggie starts in!
We ordered the Vegetable Garden Mix, which is 33% compost, 33% sand and 33% sandy loam. Sandy loam is a mixture of sand, silt and clay. It is measured by yards and we ordered 3 yards. They have a cool calculator on their website where you enter the size of your beds and it tells you how much to order.
The delivery truck was here bright and early at 7:45 am. They just unload it where you tell them so we had it dumped on our driveway. It was raining so I put a tarp on it to try to keep it from getting soaked.
We have never owned a wheelbarrow so this was a great time to purchase one!
First we laid down a weed guard to try to keep the weeds down. Then came the transporting of the dirt. Darrick and the boys worked all afternoon shoveling, loading the wheelbarrow, dumping and leveling it out. It looks great! The next sunny day, we can put our veggie starts in!
Saturday, April 21, 2012
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