Jen, a wonderful mother in the midst of submitting their dossier to adopt from Ukraine tagged me. Not a huge fan of the typical meme, I was excited to take this walk down memory lane.
15 years ago I was just eighteen years old. During this exact time, I was making some very important decisions about my life. I had just met John, and was trying to break off my relationship to my then boyfriend of five years. My dilemma.... did I want to stay in an emotionally,verbally and sometimes physically abusive relationship or did I want to date a nice, honest, hardworking, family loving, what I then defined to be a total dork of a guy? In a whirlwind romance, I ended up eloping in Tahoe just two and a half months after dating my husband, we became pregnant just eight months later.
10 years ago I was twenty-three years old with three children. Finally a Christian, I was beginning to spread my wings and get involved in our church. I took on the coordinator position of our church's mother's group....... and we broke away from Mops. It was wonderful to be a part of an amazing ministry that is still doing well today.
5 years ago I was twenty-eight years old and very pregnant. Just days away from giving birth in our own home, I am sure I was nesting like crazy.
3 years ago I was thirty years old and the new mother of two Russian daughters, Anna and Sveta. I was experiencing post-adoption depression, my home was in the midst of a major renovation and I felt totally overwhelmed. I remember standing in one of my kids' bedroom where there had been a fair amount of water damage from a rain storm just balling with three of my sisters in Christ hovered around me. Praise God, my depression only lasted a week or two but it will forever be a reminder how easy it is to succumb and slip into a pit of self-pity when things get tough. I now remember to not only go to my Lord when things are bad, but to praise him and express thanks when things are going well.
1 year ago, I was thirty-two years old and the mother of ten wonderful children. It is right around then that we decided to begin the adoption of a little boy from Ukraine. During this time, I also realized that my passion was to help people struggling with adoption issues and began working more and more with families needing help with bonding, discipline, adopting, and or disrupting.
Today, I spent a leisurely Saturday at home with five of my children while my husband took the other six to a water park. For dinner, I took them to McDonald's and we ate off the dollar menu. Later, I enjoyed listening to my kids share what an awesome time they had riding the water slides.
Tomorrow we will take 15 kids to church at 9:30 am----- four of them just friends. I will come home and make lunch and hopefully sneak in a short nap on the couch when Dennis goes down for his. At night, I will sinfully indulge myself and watch the season premiere of Desperate Housewives while hopefully eating a bowl of ice-cream.