tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54178090320097968982024-02-07T21:17:50.201-06:00Waiting on a WordLearn to do good. Seek justice. Help the oppressed. Defend the cause of orphans. Fight for the rights of widows. ~Isaiah 1:17Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.comBlogger217125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-64359751987804355882016-04-06T10:24:00.000-05:002016-04-06T10:24:38.292-05:00The Grubb Family - Adoption from PolandIt's April<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">! </span>That crazy month where some of us are in the midst of a pollen windstorm and 80 degree weather (hand-raised) and others of you are dealing with SNOW still. (I'll take the pollen). If you are one of my regular blog readers, I've taken my writing about parenting/motherhood/random stuff over to a Facebook page called <a href="https://www.facebook.com/keephighfiving/?fref=ts" target="_blank">Keep High Fiving</a>. If you haven't seen it, I'd love for you to head on over and join our community!<br />
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I'm so excited to introduce you to my Rodan + Fields family this month- they are the first family I've supported who are adopting from Poland<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">!</span> I wanted to learn more about the process and hope you can learn something new too!<br />
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As always, every family I support receives 20% of my profit from my new and returning customers that month. So, if you are the least bit interested in learning about what R+F has to offer (skin care for anti-aging, sun damage, breakouts, and sensitive skin)- then let's talk and I can share the options<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">! </span>Send me an email at leslieharris77(at)gmail(dot)com.<br />
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Now, I'd like you to hear from Dan and Liz Grubb, a sweet couple I'm honored to support this month<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">!</span><br />
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We've heard the statistic that one in three families talk about adoption, but only 2% act. We knew early on in our relationship that we wanted to be part of the 2%. It has been and will continue to be a lifelong journey. We started out as foster parents, but wanted to be a forever family to a little one. </div>
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As we began to research different countries and processes, the agency and country requirements for Poland stuck out to us. It matched where we were as a couple and as a family at the time. The more we learned about Poland, the more we were attached to its history. The history of Poland is littered with bondage and oppression and now it is experiencing new freedoms. We saw so many connections to the Gospel with previous bondage and oppression and new found freedoms in Christ, we want this to be a story that continues to point to God's glory. </div>
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I believe it is relatively standard. We chose the agency based on reputation, relationship with country, relationship with birth families, care for children, faith background, and responsiveness to inquires. We started with agency paperwork and a home study, then completed the dossier, were matched with a little girl and accepted her referral, then we continued with paperwork and wait for court dates. The process can take anywhere from 18 months to 2 years (estimated) and we are 15 month into the process. Once the court date is set, we then travel to Poland for the bonding period and court process. We will be in country for 6-7 weeks. The bonding period is set by the local judge, and is somewhere between 2-3 weeks, then there is a 21 day appeals process after the court date. Once through that period, we will be able to apply for her visa and finish up anything we need to before bringing her home. </div>
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That every child deserves a home, that it's easier than I thought, that it's also harder than I thought, that patience and perseverance come from the Lord along with peace and comfort. I've learned just what an amazing husband, a supportive family, and fantastic friends I have, and that I love a child I've never met more than I could ever imagine. </div>
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Nick and I have been married almost seven years. We welcomed our first child, Titus, into the world on December 9th of 2014. He is a sweet bundle of energy and we love him so! We live in Statesboro, Georgia and are employed by Cru, (formerly Campus Crusade for Christ). We love working with college students at Georgia Southern and around the world.<br />
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I would say our adoption journey has been going on in our hearts for quite some time. We knew from the time we got married that we wanted to adopt some day and that God was calling our family specifically to adopt, we just never imagined we would already be this far in the process. <br />
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There are around two million children in South Africa currently, and only about 2,000 adopted each year. While spending a year living in South Africa, the Lord really impressed these children on our hearts. We felt a specific call to adopt internationally, and if possible, from South Africa. We turned our formal application to our adoption agency at the end of February (2014), and toward the end of March, we got our official approval into our agency's South Africa program! (A fun side note, we found out that I was pregnant with Titus at the same time!)<br />
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The process is rather lengthy, (around 2-5 years.) Essentially, the steps for us were an informal and then formal application, an in-depth home study process, training hours and in short, lots and lots of paperwork. The paperwork includes anything from background checks to immigration paperwork, grant applications, submitting documents to be authenticated by the state, etc... To get to the point where our dossier (international packet of paperwork) was officially shipped to South Africa took two whole years. We chose our agency primarily because of the strong partnership they have with South Africa and that they were Christian-based.<br />
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I would say patience, trust, and endurance. The process so far has been hard. There were days when I think we experienced every emotion. There are many discouraging and frustrating moments, and mostly the process is messy, but it is worth it. We have learned what the Lord teaches His children over and over...that He is a good Father, that He is in control and that we can always trust Him, (even when His plans are not what we had in mind.)<br />
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It helps that we lived in our future daughter's birth country for a year because we have knowledge of her heritage and culture as well as a myriad of pictures of us in South Africa. There are pictures from our time spent there displayed throughout our home as well as little things we either bought or were given from friends that we keep around. We hope this will provide opportunities to talk about her heritage as she gets older. We also plan to cook South African foods and have family traditions that revolve around her culture.<br />
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I think financially supporting is a great way to help, but definitely not the only way. Providing financial help is an encouraging way to play a role because it lets the adoptive family know you are supporting this big change to their family. I would also say that if you know someone in the process, be sure to really engage with them and ask questions. I have enjoyed every conversation I have had with people who made a point to ask me about our process and timetable.<br />
<br />After a family's adoption goes through, you can look for ways to serve that family as they transition. Simply reaching out and asking what would be helpful to them would be a wonderful way to get involved. This might include dropping off dinner one night or offering to babysit other kids in their family so that they can have some one on one time with their newly adopted child. I'm sure the needs would differ from family to family as adoptions are all different.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">This month, 20% of my Rodan + Fields profits will be donated to the Nabors family. If you've got skin concerns- anti-aging, sun damage, eczema/rosacea/psoriasis, or acne and are looking for a new option in skin care...Let's talk- would love to help you invest in your skin while investing in an adoption this month! </span><br />
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Listen to all the voices involved in adoption. Listen without responding or debating. Put the "welcome home videos" and adoptive family pictures to the side, and instead reach out and learn from those families. Find avenues where you can listen to the voice of the adoptee. Pray and reflect over what you learn. Be open to the reality and possible outcomes. Ask hard questions and prepare for honest, raw answers. </div>
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This month, I'm excited to introduce you to the Nunes Family<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">! </span>Ben and Kim are in the process of adopting from Costa Rica. I asked them to share a little bit about their story and journey of adoption.</div>
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We would ask that those reading our story would please keep us in their prayers. Prayer for wisdom, patience and faith. We know this the Lord's plan for our family and are confident we'll get there. At times, the amount of money it will require is paralyzing, but we know our God can do it. While we are able to contribute our own money to the adoption, we would love to invite any of you that feel called to support us to do so through our donation site: <a href="https://purecharity.com/nunesadoption" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">https://purecharity.com/nunesadoption</a></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">This month, I'll be donating 20% of the profit from my Rodan + Field business to the Nunes family adoption. If you are interested in learning more, leave a comment below or feel free to email me at leslieharris77(at)gmail(dot)com. </span></div>
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We had always wanted to adopt, but for me, not being able to have a baby was very difficult, especially as I work with children every day. We began looking into ways to adopt, including international, domestic and foster to adopt. One day, my parents were listening to a podcast and heard about Snowflake Adoption. They were the ones who encouraged us to look into this option. </div>
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If you are interested in learning more about Snowflakes Adoption through Nightlight, you can find more info <a href="https://www.nightlight.org/snowflakes-embryo-donation-adoption/" target="_blank">here</a>. Another way to support this adoption process is simply to tell others. Many people are not even aware of this option and it may be exactly what they are looking for in terms of expanding their family. </div>
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Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-88219915183608780442015-11-01T21:47:00.000-06:002015-11-02T10:09:22.231-06:00Gregoire Family- China Adoption <div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8px;">
<b><span style="font-family: inherit;">Happy November! This month, I'm honored to highlight a family who is in the processing of adopting a little boy from China's Special Needs program. Kirsten and Charles Gregoire are getting set to travel to meet their son and bring him home in hopefully a few short weeks. I've asked Kirsten to share a little of their journey to adopt a child with special needs. </span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12.8px;">Charles and I have been married {almost!} 15 years. We have four beautiful children biologically, ages 12, 10, 7, and 5. Five years ago while I was still pregnant with our fourth child, my heart was really turned towards adoption. I knew The Lord had placed this desire in me, but also knew my husband might think me crazy - haha. We had talked adoption early on in our marriage, and it had always remained a possibility for "someday." I told God that if this was in fact the journey he had for us, that he would need to work on my husband's heart - I wasn't gonna say a word! That very night Charles came home and said that I would never guess what he had been thinking about lately. Thus, our road to adoption began! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12.8px;">After much prayer and about a year later, we officially entered the Ethiopia program with All God's Children International. We had many ups and downs throughout the process. Financially, we could not afford adoption, yet The Lord was so clear, and so we forged ahead. He provided exactly what we needed every time, and we couldn't help but to see His hand so clearly in every detail. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12.8px;">Since we began our adoption process, Charles lost his job and found a new one, we updated our home study three times, and were fingerprinted more times than I cared to count. And still....no referral. Last November 2014, I was at my end. I couldn't possibly imagine updating anything even one more time. I begged The Lord to move and give us direction. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12.8px;">It was about a week later that an email came through from our agency for a waiting child in China. We had entertained the idea previously about switching to a different country, but were afraid of the additional costs we'd incur. As we prayed over this little boy's file though, we again sensed The Lord's hand guiding us. We decided to make the switch. We would go where the need was. The problem was, we didn't technically qualify for a Chinese adoption due to income. We prayed (hard!!) and were granted an exception. Ahhh!!! And just as before, the things I had worried about...the red tape, the finances....they all fell into place. The Lord provided just what we needed at the exact time we needed it. A year later, we are getting ready to (hopefully) travel by this Christmas. It has been a long journey, but we trust that God's timing is perfect. </span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: inherit;">3. <span style="font-size: 12.8px;">How have you prepared for bringing home a child with Celebral Palsy? Have resources been readily accessible? Has it been easy to work through insurance issues once he has joined your family? </span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12.8px;">Truth be told, we didn't know much, if anything, about Cerebral Palsy when we first read that in his file. We had to google it! We took several days to really pray and ask The Lord to give us wisdom. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12.8px;">During this time, a friend that I hadn't spoken to in awhile called me out of the blue. She had previously adopted twice and was curious how our adoption was going. As we talked, she shared that both of her children also had CP. I had no idea! It really solidified that The Lord saw us right where we were and was moving us in this direction. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12.8px;">In the meantime, we spoke with a couple US doctors ~ one from CHOP (Children's Hospital of Philadelphia) and a neurologist who had visited the orphanage several times and was familiar with our boy. Both went over his file with us and explained his diagnosis. We were scared of the unknown, but with each conversation, grew more and more firm in our conviction that he was our son. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12.8px;">Since then, we have received a grant through The Sparrow Fund so that we can receive services from CHOP when he first comes home. We feel blessed to do life within a community of like-minded families who have also adopted many special needs children into their families, including CP. There seems to be a wealth of support around us, which we treasure!!</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: inherit;">4. <span style="font-size: 12.8px;">What would advice would you give a family that is considering international adoption? And more specifically, a special needs child? </span></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 12.8px;">Adoption is hard, whether it be international, domestic, or through foster care. It is definitely not as glamorous and easy as it can be portrayed. That being said, it has been the most fantastic journey of our lives, thus far. The things we have learned and have seen have grown us in ways we never would have imagined. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: 12.8px;">I believe with all my heart that adoption should not be considered lightly, however, if The Lord has placed it on your heart, He will be faithful to walk with you through the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. It is a journey like no other. I think the same goes for a special needs child. Though we don't have first hand experience, I would imagine the same advice would apply. I am sure, it will be hard, harder at times than we had ever thought. But I also believe, that it will be worth it...that the Lord's strength will be made perfect in our weakness. </span><span style="font-size: 12.8px;"> </span></span><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: inherit;">For the month of November, 20% of all of my R+F orders from new and returning customers will go toward the Gregoire family's adoption fund. If you are interested in learning more, please comment below or email me at leslieharris77(at)gmail(dot)com. </span></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">To follow more of their story, check out their blog at <a href="http://www.thegregoires.blogspot.com/" style="color: #1155cc;" target="_blank">www.thegregoires.blogspot.com</a>.</span></div>
Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-1674195497918200122015-09-01T10:41:00.000-05:002015-09-01T15:25:57.944-05:00Whatever the Cost - The Chubb Family Adoption Story<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;">Social media does a tremendous job of celebrating families who have adopted. The coming home photos, videos of the first moments together, and new family pictures can portray beautiful picture of redemption and love. But, they often only tell one part of the story. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The international adoption process rarely goes according to plan. Timelines shift and change, finances are stretched, and countries change their policies and laws. It's not always pretty, but it's a reality. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">For families who are adopting from the Democratic Republic of Congo, this is all too familiar to them. There are hundreds of children who have been legally adopted, yet have been stuck in an orphanage or foster home waiting to be allowed to leave the country and be united with their family. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I've asked Jessica Chubb to share her family's story of the DRC adoption process. It's honest and raw and in the middle of a lot of unknowns. They have been waiting for two years to bring their legally adopted son home. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Month after month, for the past two years, they have paid foster care fees for their son, advocated for his release, and prayed that one day he would be in their arms. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13.0pt;">Since I was a teenager I
felt a strong desire to adopt. My heart felt very broken by the idea that any
child may grow up without a loving family. When my husband and I dated and
eventually were engaged we discussed the idea and felt like it was something we
would eventually do. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13.0pt;">We began our family the
traditional way (belly babies) and we were blessed with two girls within 4
years of being married. When our youngest daughter was a baby I had a dream
that felt so real. In my dream, I was looking at an image that was like a sonogram.
In the image, I saw a baby boy and I knew that baby was my son. In my dream,
however, I did not get the sense that the belly he was growing in was my own.
It seemed as though there was my son, growing in the womb of another woman. It
felt so real and so intense. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13.0pt;">Around the same time some friends
of ours began the process of adopting two boys from Rwanda. I felt so intrigued
by their story and followed them closely. My heart rejoiced when I saw their
two children finally join their family. I began to read everything I could
about adoption and follow many bloggers. My heart was so intensely broken by
the stories many families would share of their children's lives before
adoption. One story in particular that haunted me was a mom saying they
visited an orphanage where their child lived and she was devastated by the
rows and rows of babies lying in cribs completely silent. I had two babies. I
knew that babies were not supposed to do that all the time. That image would
not leave me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13.0pt;">I began to talk with my husband
and ask if he would pray about beginning the adoption process. My husband
jokingly told me, "I am not going to ask God if he wants us to adopt an
orphan because he is going to say yes." It was at that point we began to
pray and ask God what we should do. We felt at peace about adopting but we had
no idea where to begin. We began to ask friends and family to pray for us to
have clarity and direction from God. We emailed and called agencies and talked
with a lot of families who had already gone through the adoption process. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13.0pt;">We felt very drawn to Africa. The
mortality rate under the age of five was enough to break my heart. Some statistics
say 1 out every 11 children under the age of five die in Sub-Saharan Africa
every year. We initially began the process of adopting a little boy from
Ethiopia in 2010. Just before we were completely ready to be matched with a
child the Ethiopian government announced a shutdown that completely
stalled international adoptions for that country. We remained in the Ethiopia
program for two years before deciding to make the switch to DRC. We had been
praying about whether or not to move to another program when you, Leslie, announced
that you had just accepted a referral for a sweet little baby boy
from DRC. I asked you a bunch of questions about your agency and the DRC. We
prayed about it and finally decided to make the switch over to DRC in
November of 2012. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #222222; font-size: 13.0pt;">We were paperwork ready in January
of 2013. Shortly after we completed our dossier we received a phone call from
our agency asking us if we would consider a little boy. We were told he was
very young and possibly premature. He was sick, (most likely with malaria). We
did not have a lot of information about him but immediately we felt as though
we had to say yes. He was a child who needed a family, in our minds it did not
matter if he was ill or not. He needed someone to fight for him and we were
willing to be that family. We shared with some close family and friends and
began to intercede for this little man. We begged God to heal him and make him
well.</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"> February 13th </span><span style="color: #222222; font-size: 13.0pt;">we
received a phone call that he was very ill and was expected to die. We were told
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13.0pt;">Our hearts were broken. I
struggled to know how to go forward. We had believed God would heal him. We had
hoped for a happy ending. We were asked at the same time to consider going
forward with adopting another little child. His name was Eloinga and we
struggled to know what to do. I did not want to give up on the first child, but
we were not given a choice. We prayed for wisdom. We begged God to do a miracle
and make him well anyway. Our hope was that we would be allowed to bring
home two boys instead of one. We moved forward with the paperwork to begin
the adoption of Eloinga. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13.0pt;">The first photograph we saw of him, we fell in love. He was the sweetest baby boy dressed all in pink. We still
prayed that God would do a miracle on behalf of the first child but we
knew that if Eloinga needed a family we would be willing to give him one. In
July 2013, we officially completed our adoption of Eloinga. He was now
officially our son and we would name him Nehemiah. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13.0pt;">We also found out, sadly, that the
first child we had pursued died from his illness. I was broken hearted. I felt
as though God gave me an image of that little boy. He was carried to the
throne of God by the prayers of people who loved him. While I never was able to
physically hold him, I know that God
entrusted us with him because he needed people to intercede for him. He needed
someone to love him. And even though it was not the way I wanted we provided
him with what he needed for a short time. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13.0pt;">Meanwhile, we moved ahead with all
the paperwork for Nehemiah to come home. We were hopeful that he would be in
our home by Christmas. August 2013 we sent out the last of our immigration
paperwork and prepared to wait for our government to grant Nehemiah a visa to
come home. One month later, in September 2013, I woke up to the news that the
DRC government had just announced that they were stopping the exit of all
adopted children from DRC. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13.0pt;">When the announcement was made in
September of 2013 that they were going to cease to issue exit letters for
adoptive children, I felt like I literally had the wind knocked out of me. We
were so close to having Nehemiah home and now we were told they were not going
to issue exit letters for at least another year. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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are still stuck. I have heard a lot of rumors that the DRC government did this
because they were angry over some agencies who had broken their laws. I have
also heard that they were afraid that adoptive families were being abusive to
children once they are home. There have been a lot of rumors and many attempts
by families to show DRC that these children are being well cared for and loved.
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said they would begin releasing the children. Five months later and hundreds
are still stuck. We have been told there will be a resolution "soon,” over
and over. I am not sure when the children will ever be officially allowed
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foster care fees for their adoptive children for years longer than expected. Children
are growing up without families that have families waiting for them, and
hundreds of families are walking out the heartbreak of spending
another birthday, family vacation or Christmas without their child. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13.0pt;">I feel like we are the poster
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13.0pt;">I have learned a lot, however, in
our five years of being in process. The most important is that I know we
could not have walked this road without our faith in Christ leading us.
There were so many times I wanted to throw in the towel and be done. But I felt
very strongly that God was leading us to this. There were times where just
doing the next thing felt like an act of obedience. I would say if God is calling
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit; font-size: 13.0pt;">I don't know that we will ever
have a happy ending to our story. We hope that one day, this child we have
loved and watched grow up in photographs will be able to sleep in the
bed we have made for him. But I just don't know if that will happen. I do
think, however, that we have done what God called us to. And I believe that God
is working out this situation for good. I truly believe adoption is a beautiful
thing. I hope one day we get to see that full circle in our own lives. I
think that hope is worth all the money, effort, time and heartbreak we have
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<span style="font-size: 13pt;"><span style="color: red; font-family: inherit;">This month, I will be donating 20% of my Rodan + Fields profits to the Chubb family to help with foster care expenses. If you'd like more information about what R+F can do for your skin, please contact me by commenting below with your email or email me at leslieharris77(at)gmail.com.</span></span></div>
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Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-10209540550747450722015-08-02T19:48:00.000-05:002015-08-02T19:54:10.420-05:00The James Family - Domestic Adoption If you are considering domestic adoption, where to start can be a little overwhelming. There is a plethora of information available and it's easy to get bogged down with information overload.<br />
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There has been a seismic shift in domestic adoptions over the past few decades. Families having to wait years before being matched with a child are no longer the norm. What used to be a process in which very little information was disclosed between the biological and adoptive family is now often an open pipeline of communication through photos, phone calls, and time spent together.<br />
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In the U.S. more than <a href="http://www.laurachristianson.com/laura/statistics-about-infant-adoption-and-adoption-practitioners/" target="_blank">135,000 adoptions</a> occur annually, with 13,000 to 14,000 being infants who are voluntarily relinquished domestically. About half of all infant domestic adoptions are done through an independent practioner, who facilitates birth parents' placing their children directly with potential adoptive parents. Another option is to go through an adoption consulting firm, which is a referral service, networking clients with licensed agencies and attorneys across the United States. Working directly with a licensed adoption agency is yet another option.<br />
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Domestic adoption fees can range anywhere from $15,000 to $50,000, with most adoptions averaging between $20,000 and $30,000 to complete.<br />
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The vast majority of adoption agencies and private practioners offer "open adoptions," in which identifying information about both adoptive and biological families is shared either directly or mediated through the agency.<br />
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Though numbers and stats are great, I think it's crucial for families considering adoption to hear from those in the process as well. Every family's experience is different, but I believe that connecting with other's stories and experiences can always provide fresh perspective and insight. <br />
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This month, I'm supporting the James family's domestic adoption with 20% of the profits from Rodan + Fields business. They are homestudy ready and currently fundraising in order to have their profile go active and be available for birthparents to consider. I asked Kara-Kae James, founder of <a href="http://thrivemoms.com/#empowering" target="_blank"><span style="color: #cc0000;">Thrive Moms</span></a> and blogger over at <a href="http://www.themomdiggity.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: #cc0000;">The Mom Diggity</span></a>, to share a little about their adoption process. <br />
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<br />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-57062581530468012502015-07-01T22:46:00.002-05:002015-07-01T22:46:47.545-05:00The Story Changers<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">At the beginning of each month, I'm going to introduce you to a very special family or organization. I want you to hear their story and their heart for vulnerable and orphaned children around the globe. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">My hope is that you either learn something new about adoption, connect personally with one of these families or organizations, or perhaps start your own journey to adopt! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I've been supporting a different family/organization for the past ten months with my Rodan + Fields business and while I've shared a little bit of their stories on Facebook and Instagram each month, I really wanted to use this blog to provide a platform with which they could tell their story at a deeper level. As you well know, stories and experiences are TRULY what connect us. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #222222;">This month, I'm so excited to be highlighting, </span><span style="color: red;"><a href="http://www.thestorychangerscongo.org/" target="_blank"><span style="color: red;">The Story Changers Congo</span></a>,</span><span style="color: #222222;"> an organization with the mission to empower orphans and vulnerable children throughout Africa. I LOVE their three-prong approach of Restoring, Empowering, and Equipping; founded in the belief that transformation is a life-long process. Story Changers is committed to investing in the lives of vulnerable children into adulthood. I asked Andrea Stewart, one of the program directors, to provide some insight into the heart of The Story Changers. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The needs in the DRC are so vast and so wide. The wounds of decades of war run deep in the culture and people. The needs range from food and money, to medical aid, education, and skill and trade training. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The Story Changers Congo has partnered with an Orphanage to help triage and meet immediate needs of medical care, proper diet and nutrition, trauma relief and counseling to the children. We also work closely with our in-country director to promote family reunification and offer skill training at local centers specializing in sewing, English, French, and Computer skills. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Our goal is to help reach the vulnerable families that are at-risk of having to abandon their children for poverty reasons alone. We plan to launch a community center to offer nutritional food support, tutoring, and daily spiritual discipleship to vulnerable and at-risk children in the commune. Our mission is to empower and equip the next generation of Congolese citizens to help break the cycles of extreme poverty. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">When my husband Chris went over to the orphanage for the first time, he was doing medical assessments on the children and came across a young boy named Poma. He was so weak and sick as well as having a huge infected abscess on his knee. He could not even stand up to be weighed and was burning up with fever. When asked how long Poma had been like this the director just cried and said with tears running down her face that it had been weeks and there was no money for him to be treated. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Immediately, Chris said they needed to take him to the hospital. Another young boy in the orphanage, Moses, who was not much bigger than Poma, picked him up and began to walk all the way to the hospital. My husband and our in-country director followed and watched in awe at the Moses's love for his friend. He refused to leave the hospital and stayed with him all day. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Poma was released 3 days later and walked hand in hand with Moses back to the Orphanage. Poma was treated for malaria, infected abscess, and typhoid. He is doing well and all smiles these days. His laugh is infectious and we get so excited to see the smiles on his face in every update photo. We see such potential in these children. Moses is a natural leader and wants to be a doctor one day. We want to encourage him to pursue that dream. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Another amazing thing is... After 2 months of balanced nutritious meals 3 times a day, the children have collectively gained 43lbs! We have trained the caretakers on the importance in balanced nutrition and also now provide daily plant-based nutrition and supplement of Moringa to every child. We are seeing their bodies flourish and have seen some amazing testimonies of growth and development. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">One little boy, Joshua, was brought to my attention with broken, dry, hair that was very patchy, eyes that were swollen and puffy, and feet that were suffering with such bad edema that he couldn't put shoes on. <span style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">We took him to the hospital and he was also treated for malaria, but we were told the main problem was severe malnutrition. We started him on Moringa every day, along with the 3 meals a day and lots of fresh water, and he is doing AMAZING!!! His face is changed and he looks like a whole new boy. He is so happy and now his feet are down in size and he is even able to run and kick a soccer ball. We have been so blessed by our donors and sponsors who provide us with the nutrition these children need. </span></span></div>
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<li><span style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">We need support and prayer over the birth and launch of a community center in the next 3-6 months as well as continued support and prayer over the Orphanage in which we work. </span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Prayer for the kids as they transition into our new facility that has been purchased so they no longer have to be mandated by a landlord. Improvements can now be made and a well can be put in for a convenient safe water source. </span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">Prayer for God's hand of blessing and protection over everyone in-country who is a part of The Story Changers.</span><span style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;"> </span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">All in all, pray that God would move in a mighty way to heal the emotional and physical wounds in the hearts and lives of the children we serve. </span></span></li>
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<li><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">There are many ways to get involved with The Story Changers Congo. We are looking for individuals to sponsor the children we serve. You can go to </span><a href="http://www.thestorychangerscongo.org/" style="color: #1155cc; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;" target="_blank">www.thestorychangerscongo.org</a><span style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;"> </span><span style="font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">and click sponsor a child. </span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">We also are in need of general donations, there is a link on the website for that, as well. General Donations go toward the difference in the $35.00 a month that is paid by sponsors and the actual cost of all the things provided for the kids. It costs The Story Changers $56.00 a month for each child; to offer them water, beds, mosquito nets, 3 nutritious meals a day, daily moringa supplements, medical care, clothing, shoes, spiritual discipleship, and tutoring. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">You can also help by advocating and spreading the word. Like us on Face Book and share our mission with your family and friends. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;"> </span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b>For the month of July, 20% of the profits from any of my new or returning Rodan + Fields customers will go to this amazing organization that is digging in for the long-term and caring for children in the DRC. If you are interested in finding out more about R+F skin care products (for anti-aging, sun damage, acne or sensitive skin), please email me at leslieharris77(at)gmail(dot)com. </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b>If you have further questions about how you can partner with The Story Changers Congo, please contact Andrea at congo@thestorychangers.org. </b> </span></div>
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Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-72191733909047316402015-06-19T15:11:00.003-05:002015-06-19T15:20:42.837-05:00So. . . Now What? A few days ago, I wrote a <span style="color: red;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/leslie.harrisword/posts/10152959518121868?notif_t=like" target="_blank"><span style="color: red;">facebook post</span></a> </span>that ended up going a little viral. The fact that it was shared over and over had nothing to do with me and EVERYTHING to do with the content. <br />
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Foster Parents.<br />
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Apparently, people on Facebook think they are pretty darn great. So much so, that they shared the story I wrote about over a hundred times.<br />
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So, now what?<br />
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What do we do with the good feelings that the story evoked? Where do we go with our desire to DO something about foster care?<br />
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I've got a few ideas.<br />
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<b>Do you have any foster families in your community, church, or neighborhood? </b>If so, you have an answer. <br />
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This week, go show them some love. Instead of asking them what they need, just go DO something. <br />
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<li>Bring them a meal or have dinner delivered to their house. </li>
<li>Mow their yard. </li>
<li>Show up with coffee and donuts. </li>
<li>Wash their cars. </li>
<li>Offer to come over and babysit (or bring your kids over to play and entertain their kids). </li>
<li>Grab some books, stop by for the afternoon and read to their kids so they can get things done around the house. </li>
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If you don't have any connections to a foster family, contact your church, school, or your local county or private foster care agency to get some names of foster families. Then, proceed with an action from the list above.<br />
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It's simple and easy. <br />
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<b>Here's a little secret. . . most of the foster families I know are not good at asking for help. </b> But, just because they don't ask, doesn't mean they don't need it. They are doing hard things, friends. Let's step up and provide some relief. Some really need physical help around the house. Others could just use some community to love on them, listen to them, and pray with them. <br />
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That is YOU<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">!!!!! </span><br />
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Ready for something more? Want to start the foster care licensing process? Do it<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">!</span> There will never be a "perfect time." If you have been thinking about it and everyone in the family is on the same page about feeling called to do foster care, THEN DO IT. <br />
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Take the class. Learn as much as you can. See where it can take you. <br />
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You may end up becoming a Respite Provider, doing short term or emergency placement foster care. <br />
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You may become a full-time foster parent. <br />
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You may foster to adopt.<br />
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You may decide fostering is not the wisest fit for your family.<br />
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You won't know until you take the classes. SO DO IT.<br />
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Hundreds more children were placed into the foster care system TODAY across the United States. Some will be spending the night at a shelter or at the Department of Human Services building because there are not enough available homes for them. <br />
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I'm not writing that to for dramatic effect. I'm writing it to encourage you to MOVE. <br />
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I'm asking you, actually, BEGGING you, to either love on and encourage the families who are currently fostering so that they have the strength to continue or start the foster care process yourself.<br />
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There is a need. YOU can meet it.<br />
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<br />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-69998907073857225382015-01-29T12:45:00.000-06:002015-01-29T12:45:17.015-06:00When You're Feeling Invisible. "Mama<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">!</span> See me<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">!</span>"<br />
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"MAA MA<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">!</span> See meeeee<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">!</span>"<br />
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"MAAAA MAAAA<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">!</span> See ME<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">!!!</span>"<br />
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If I don't acknowledge my youngest son, this phrase is uttered (ahem....yelled) with increasing intensity about every five seconds. It's not enough for me to simply to respond to him verbally, he needs me to look at him. To make eye contact. To show him that I am focused solely on him.<br />
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In the course of a day, this happens often, (hellooooo year two of life), and most of the time what he wants to show me is pretty normal. <br />
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His hands are dirty.<br />
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He lined up his cars on the floor.<br />
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He has a boogie in his nose. Or on his finger. Or in his mouth. <br />
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Nothing earth-shattering. But to his little heart, these moments are of utmost importance. My son, in all of his two and a half year oldness, just wants to be known. He wants to be heard. He wants to be seen. <br />
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How very true it is for his mama too.<br />
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It's so very easy to feel invisible these days, isn't it? To feel like no one sees you. No one really hears you. It is absolutely possible to be surrounded by tons of people all day long, engage in conversation, and still walk away feeling like no one truly understood or saw the real YOU. <br />
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The need to be seen is innate in all of us. It takes just a quick glance at social media to see how many people are striving to be known. From Facebook videos of people lip-syncing to songs while driving (is this really a thing now?) to instagramming our smoothies, kale chips, and perfectly created lattes. "Going Viral" has become an aspiration for many.<br />
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There is nothing inherently wrong with wanting to be known. It's actually a good thing, because it makes us seek community and relationships. It is the how, why, and the where of this need that we have to examine.<br />
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There are a couple questions that I ask myself to determine whether what I'm feeling is a healthy response to feeling invisible. <br />
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<b>~Do I want to be known for what I do, what I post, or what I create more than who I am? </b><br /><b> </b></div>
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<b>~Am I more focused about letting many people get to know me on a surface level or a few people come to know my honest and vulnerable heart? </b><br /><b> </b></div>
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<b>~When I feel invisible, is it because I'm comparing myself to the stories of others around me? </b></div>
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These questions can quickly get to the core of my frustration, loneliness, and discontent. It is WAY too easy for me to believe that no one sees me or knows me when I'm unloading dishwasher yet again, cleaning dried yogurt off the kitchen floor, or watching the Wiggles for the 490th time this week. I can look at Instagram and be reminded that everyone else has these crazy, amazing lives that are filled with successful businesses, starbucks coffee dates with their BFFs, and beautiful clothes. In an instant, I'm spiraling into the belief that I am invisible and missing out.<br />
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Anyone else with me?<br />
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Here's what I propose. (And I'm preaching this to myself.)<br />
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Let's quit allowing ourselves to believe that "being known" means being the one with the most friends/best photos/biggest business.<br />
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Let's choose to believe that intimate, authentic friendships ARE more fulfilling that having thousands of "followers" or "likes."<br />
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Let's embrace "staying in our lane," celebrate our current roles, and trust the story that God has given us to live out. <br />
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If you are feeling invisible, can I share something with you? It's a truth that I hold onto above all else.<br />
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<b>You are KNOWN without having to do, say, or be anything. </b></div>
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<b>You are KNOWN by the One who created you, loves you, and SEES you. </b></div>
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That's a truth that I need to cling to every single day.<br />
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I bought this necklace a few months ago, because I needed the reminder. <br />
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In the mundane, the ordinary, and the tedious, God sees me. He knows my story and none of it surprises him. He is there with me. <br />
<br />Praying, my friends, that you would be able to rest, first and foremost, in this truth. <br />
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Can I propose something else?<br />
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When the days come where you are tempted to believe that you don't matter and that you are very much alone, make the choice to speak love into someone else's life. A card, phone call, text, or a little happy mail to let them know you see them and are thinking about them. Let's remind each other that we are in this together. <br />
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Let's visibly show we already know about each other. You are loved. You are seen. You are known. <br />
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<br />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-56646938204287652942014-10-26T19:38:00.000-05:002014-10-26T20:06:34.295-05:00The Story of Her Name <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tuesday morning, October 14th, I sat through my weekly ultrasound to check my fluid and check the baby's movements. I watched the technician try over and over to find some pockets of fluid to measure. When she couldn't, I knew it wasn't good. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">A few minutes later, my doctor brought me into a room, and didn't want to check my blood pressure or dilation, she just wanted to talk. My fluid had dropped quite a bit since the last week and she felt that it was time for us to meet our baby girl. There was too much risk for a stillborn birth for us to wait any longer, so she wanted me to head to the hospital. Now. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Even though I was full-term at thirty-eight and a half weeks, the news still threw me for a loop. Most likely, it was the urgency in the doctors voice and the words, "we don't want her to be stillborn," ringing in my ears. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">I convinced the doctor to let me go home, gather my things (aka "actually pack my hospital bag"), and be able to kiss the boys before we headed to the hospital. In tears, I called Brian, to let him know it was go-time. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">We were on the way to the hospital an hour later. In relatively quick fashion, our daughter entered the world eight hours later after making her mama push for four hours. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">We'd love to introduce you to Carson Elizabeth Word. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">As with all of our children, her middle name is what holds the most meaning. Carson was a name that I have just loved and felt would fit well with our last name. Her middle name holds a sweet reminder of God's hand on her story. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">If you have followed our story for any length of time, you know that adoption was always going to be a part of the way we formed our family. So much so, that after our first anniversary, we decided to start growing our family through adoption and biologically at the same time. Probably not the best plan, in hindsight, but it ended up that God intended for two little boys to join our family through international adoption and foster care first. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Over those three years of the adoption journey, we continued to try adding to our family biologically, but it just didn't happen. Initial tests didn't indicate any large concerns as to why pregnancy wasn't occurring and we had made the very personal decision early on in our marriage that we would not pursue in-depth fertility measures to help us get pregnant. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Yet, there were still moments when the tears and the questions came. As we watched our friends add one child and then another to their families, we were struggling in the wait. Brian and I were sitting in the deep unknown of the foster process, in a holding pattern with our international adoption, and reminded month after month that we could not conceive. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">And then, in the spring of 2013, just after bringing Tyson home from the DRC, something happened that has not occurred in my life before. It was so crazy and abnormal that I didn't share it with anyone at that point, even Brian. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">For one of the few times in my life, I heard very clearly from God. Not in a booming, fireworks in the sky kind of way, but in a whisper. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">And it was that we would have another child when I was thirty-seven. This time it would be through pregnancy. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Like I said, weird beyond weird. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">As I've shared before, I'm a natural cynic and a skeptic, but this was so clear and spoken so intimately to me that I didn't question it. I just held it close and clung to it tightly. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">In the summer of 2013, a few months after all this happened, Brian and I sat on our couch and he asked when and if we should start the adoption process again. (Clearly, we were sleep deprived to be discussing this topic, with two under two boys at that point.) At that moment, through my tears, I shared with him the promise that the Lord had given to me. He listened and thankfully didn't question it, but I don't necessarily know that he quite believed it either. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Fast forward to this past February, when I walked out into our living room, wide-eyed and holding a positive pregnancy test. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">We had just moved to a new state, into our new house that weekend, and were in the midst of one of the craziest times in our lives. And we were pregnant. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">On October 14th, 2014, Carson Elizabeth Word was born. Her mama turned thirty-seven this past June. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Elizabeth means "God's promise," and we felt there was no better fitting middle name for our precious gift. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">I'm continually in awe of the way God has woven the story of our family. Most days are hard and loud and chaotic, but they are so obviously orchestrated by the One who knows what we need. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Humbled and grateful for these three gifts. </span></span><br />
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<br />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-11738416125754885982014-09-11T18:14:00.002-05:002014-09-11T18:19:07.984-05:00A Few of My Favorite Things: Baby and Toddler Edition <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I'm at 34 weeks today with Little Miss. (Keeping cooking in there, Baby Girl, please don't feel rushed.)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Birth plan is completed, Brian knows what to do when I'm losing my mind during labor, and Little Miss finally has a name, (but it's a secret til she arrives.)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">And her nursery is. . . currently in use by big brother. Until Tyson and Jayden can sleep in the same room again without having Wrestlemania every night, we've got Tyson sleeping in the nursery. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">So her poor room currently looks a little disheveled. . .</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Since I purchased new curtains right before we found out we were pregnant, I refuse to buy new ones. But they aren't light-blocking, so obviously, the next option is to drape older light-blocking curtains over them. Super cute.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">That's not even her crib. But that is a new mattress for her, and one day it will be out of the box, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">when we actually assemble the crib </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">that is sitting in our garage.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">One painting has been hanging since we moved in. So there's that. The rest of the wall decor has been sitting on top of the dresser. For a while. One day, it will hang itself. (And the lighting in these pictures is atrocious, I know. Third trimester mama doesn't care. :)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">If you've never seen the boys' room, I have to share- it was already full of football awesomeness when we moved in. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Just hung Daddy's football jersey on the wall and it was done! </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>1. Fisher Price Rock n' Play</b></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">This is where Jayden slept for the first few months of his life and he loved it. He was snug as a bug and it was easily mobile and could travel anywhere. (Disclaimer: At one point there was a recall on the item, so do your research and see if it's for you.) We are planning on using the Rock n' Play for Little Miss for the first few weeks, IF I can figure out where it is currently is hiding in our house. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The only book I completely read and then followed for sleep training my boys. It's a short book and it was easy to understand and implement. If you are a mom who likes routines and schedules, it's for you. We have had Jayden in our home since he was three weeks old and Tyson came home at 5 months. I used this method on both the boys and they are great sleepers. I believe a solid routine of sleep is one of the most important things for kids, as it is imperative in brain development and overall health. The boys go to bed around 7pm each night and get up around 8am to 8:30am. They nap for around two hours each afternoon. It keeps Mama SANE. Amen and Hallelujah. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">**I'm writing this with full knowledge that the feisty little girl I am carrying is made up of her mom and dad's iron will DNA and will most likely rebel against this said method. I'll keep you updated. :) </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I realize that not everyone needs to watch their baby or toddler during naps or at night. But I have thoroughly appreciated having the ability to see when one of my two year-olds has lifted off the air conditioning grate once again and is about to put body parts or other inanimate objects down the hole. It also gives you the option of adding another camera, so you can watch two different rooms. It's expensive, but in our house, TOTALLY worth it. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">For toddlers who have a hard time staying in bed once they open their eyes, this is a great option. I set the clock each night and before nap time and when the clock turns a bright green light, Jayden is allowed to get up out of bed. It is a simple concept and he doesn't have to understand time in order to follow directions. </span></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">5. Shea Moisture Mango and Carrot Extra-Nourishing Shampoo and Conditioner</span></b></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Basically, the best smelling stuff. Ever. You will annoy your children by burying your nose in their hair for long periods of time. I use this to wash the boys hair, which is typically just once or twice a week. You can find Shea Moisture products at Target. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">On a daily basis, I put this curling creme in Tyson's hair, as his a softer texture and often grows a little longer than Jayden's. Again, it smells DIVINE. If you put it in your child's hair, know that people will want to come and snuggle with them because they smell so good. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">This is my new favorite for Jayden's eczema. We have battled with this since he was really little and have tried SO many different over-the-counter lotions, creams, gels and also prescription steroid medication. His little legs and elbows are always dealing with rough, itchy patches that leave discoloration and scarring. I started him on this Regimen five days ago and it has already made a crazy difference in his skin. It's not healed completely yet, but we are headed quickly in that direction and he isn't itching anymore. Plus, it's really gentle, smells great, and is not a prescription medicine that can have other side effects. </span></div>
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Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-75725327321363798772014-09-01T15:23:00.000-05:002014-09-01T15:23:25.432-05:00It Started With An Email<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It's September! That means college football, boots, and pumpkin spiced everything. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Let me introduce you to the Sykes Family. . .</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">In November of 2012, we were finalizing the last parts of Tyson's adoption. It was just a matter of weeks before we'd be getting a call to travel to the DRC to bring our son home. After two years of starts and stops, praying and hoping, it was almost time. Even with two years of saving and fundraising, we were still going to be a few thousand dollars short of the last-minute plane flights and lodging costs while in country. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Enter Jessica and Greg Sykes. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I received an email from Jessica, a fellow adoptive mom and reader of the blog that November. We had never met or communicated before, but she and her husband felt led to offer to do a fundraiser to help us with travel costs. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">In that following month, the Sykes hand-made hundreds of beautiful Christmas ornaments for our friends and family who ordered and shipped them all over the country. Over $2,000 was raised through that fundraiser. Please, please, please read more about the story </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://waitingonaword.blogspot.com/2012/12/drumroll-please.html" target="_blank">here</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">. It was one of the most humbling and amazing gifts we had been given while in the emotionally- tolling adoption process. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">A month later, I was able to hug their necks in person at the Atlanta airport as we re-entered the country with our new son. After twenty-five hours of plane flights, I'm sure our first conversation was filled with me mumbling incoherent sentences of appreciation for them. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">So, here's the deal. . .A percentage of the profits from all <a href="https://leslieword.myrandf.com/" target="_blank">Rodan + Fields purchases </a>(ordered through my website) in the month of September will go toward their adoption expenses. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, head <a href="http://waitingonaword.blogspot.com/2014/08/questioning-dreaming-and-launching.html" target="_blank">here</a> first. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It has been fun to see friends using the products and raving about the difference in their skin in just a few months. I'd love to answer any questions about the regimens, price point, or ingredients you may have. Contact me at leslieharris77 (at) gmail (dot) com. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">This is <u>not</u> about to become a blog about a business, I can promise you this. But each month, I will be sharing about an opportunity to partner with a family through your purchase. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Jessica and Greg came around our family at one of the most stressful times in the journey and blessed us immensely. I am humbled to be able to play a small role as they welcome another sweet baby to their family. </span></div>
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Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-28515510675038602612014-08-24T19:35:00.002-05:002014-08-24T19:35:45.558-05:00Considering Adoption or Foster Care? (And the winner of the giveaway!) <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Since moving to Asheville, we have had the privilege of again working with our church to help grow an adoption and foster care ministry. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Over the past six months, we have seen door after door open with local foster care agencies who are willing and excited about partnering with our church to train families throughout the year. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">In the spring, three foster care agencies, one being a county agency and the other two private agencies, agreed to work together to teach the ten-week foster care training that was hosted in our church building. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">To watch three separate agencies put aside egos and agendas in order to meet the need of foster children in our surrounding counties was tremendously exciting. This just doesn't happen on a normal basis between state and private organizations. Yet, we are seeing it happen and work in Western North Carolina. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Over thirty families completed the training and are now being licensed by one of the three agencies. This is encouraging and amazing news, especially because there is a shortage of viable foster families in our local area. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">This week, Brian and I will be starting a six week study for families considering foster care or adopting a child domestically or internationally. It is so vital to work through scenarios, questions, and doubts when considering this journey. I wanted to share a great resource that we will be using to facilitate the discussion with those who will be involved in our class. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Pam Parish is a foster and adoptive mom who has written a thirty day devotional entitled: <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ready-Not-Discovery-Adoptive-Parents/dp/0692217940/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1408924955&sr=8-1&keywords=30+days+foster+care+and+adoption" target="_blank">Ready or Not, 30 Days of Discovery for Foster and Adoptive Parents</a>. It's a resource that anyone can walk through; either as an individual, couple, or small group. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I'm sharing this because it's difficult to find resources that ask the hard and direct questions families need to consider before fostering or adopting. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Honestly, when we started the adoption process four years ago, I believed that adoption was for every family. I've gotten a little wiser over time... and know now that this is not the case. While I believe there should be MORE families stepping up to foster and adopt, I don't believe that it is for everyone. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">This book is a tool to help people walk through scripture and process through real-life scenarios and "what-ifs" with one another before beginning the process. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">If you are local to the Western North Carolina area, we would love for you to join us this Wednesday night, from 6:15-7:30pm at Biltmore Baptist Church in Arden, North Carolina as we dive into this topic. All are welcome<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">! </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">And a big thank you to all of you who entered the giveaway from last week's <a href="http://waitingonaword.blogspot.com/2014/08/questioning-dreaming-and-launching.html" target="_blank">post</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">!</span> The winner of the Rodan + Fields Redefine Multi-Function Eye Cream is . . .</span><br />
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<br />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-31430022472624247242014-08-21T13:07:00.000-05:002014-08-21T13:07:12.637-05:00Questioning, Dreaming, and Launching<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I'm a questioner. That's probably not a word, but let's go with it. That's also a nice way of saying I'm a skeptic.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Before I agree to take part in an event, join a group, try something new, I question it, flip it over, turn it inside out, and examine the heck out of it.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I want to know where my money goes when I give. I want to understand the WHY behind how an organization works and operates.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I'm sure this is an endearing trait for those that have to deal with me. Or not.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">This is my good friend, Robin. (back when I was blond, we could have passed as sisters. Am I right???)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">About a year ago, she started posting some pics of herself on Facebook. No, not selfies, but more of some before and afters of her face. The reason I took notice was because we have really similar skin issues, (pale/freckled/prone to breakouts). She had started using a product and actually was seeing her skin heal quickly.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I've been to plenty of dermatologists over the years and every time they prescribed something, I'd try it and never see any change. And hello, why the heck was I still breaking out at 30???? I thought that was supposed to end the moment I left high school. Such a letdown. And I'm not even going to go into the sun damage issues I'm now seeing on my skin...</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Back to the pictures. I was intrigued, but let's be honest, with two toddlers running around, the last thing I thought I had time to focus on was me. At this point in life, it's about quick, easy, and low-cost. I dye my own hair out of box, shop the sale rack at Target , and buy dollar iced teas at McDonalds. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Because of that, I put off asking Robin about what she was using. But, here's the funny thing. My face kept getting all up in my business. Every time I looked in the mirror, another brown spot would be waving at me, wrinkles were multiplying like rabbits, and those pesky pimples would keep popping up. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We talked and she told me about what she was using, a product called Unblemish from Rodan and Fields. I was skeptical. (Shocker). So I researched the company, the brand, and the product. The more I read and learned, the more excited I got about the product and also the opportunity to even get behind the company.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Since moving to Asheville six months ago, I've become a full-time stay at home mom. It's been SO needed for our family, and has given me uninteruppted time to invest in building stronger attachments with my boys. It's also been the hardest dang thing I've ever done. (Can I get an amen?) </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">While I've cherished this time I've had over the past months, I've also felt lost at moments, because there is a strong part of me that misses working outside the home. (There, I said it.) </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">There is also a HUGE part of me that has wanted to be able to do more in terms of advocating and helping families who are adopting. Our journey to adopting Tyson was filled with friends, acquaintances, and even strangers stepping up and helping us raise the funds needed to bring him home. It was one of the biggest blessings of our lives. I have been yearning to find an avenue in which I could minister to families in that same way. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">If you know me in "real life," you know that I'm not naturally a salesperson. I'm not about gimmicks. I am about sharing what I believe in, and if you've followed along the blog for even a little while, I'm normally talking about adoption, faith, and family. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I'm taking a leap and sharing this with y'all because I am that confident </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">in this company. I truly believe in the way this product works and will be beneficial so many people. </span><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">After months of dreaming and questioning and praying, I'm incredibly excited to announce that I am</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> launching a new business as a Rodan + Fields consultant<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">!</span> </span></b></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">Each month, 20% of my profits will be donated to a different family in the adoption process. </span> </span></b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Head over </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><a href="https://leslieword.myrandf.com/Pages/OurProducts/GetAdvice/SolutionsTool" target="_blank">here</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> and take a quick skin care analysis. <u>Important:</u> Finish the survey all the way to the end and enter your name/email. You're entered to win the Multi-Function Eye Cream from the Redefine Regime<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">!</span> </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Whether it's pesky wrinkles, sun damage, acne and blemishes, or sensitive skin like Rosacea and Eczema, these are products that can bring relief and healing to men and women.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">If you're a natural skeptic like me and have questions about the products or the company, shoot me an email at leslieharris77 (at) gmail (dot) com. Would love to chat more. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">There are thoughts, (lots of them), swirling around in my head, but I just can't seem to formulate anything of substance these days. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Perhaps, I'll blame it on the 2 pound, 14-ouncer who is currently holding my brain cells and ability to sleep for ransom. She's a feisty one, this baby Word, and she's doing a number on her mama's rib cage and her ability to form complete thoughts. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">If it's two syllables and above an eighth grade vocabulary level, chances are, the word has exited my brain. I've resorted to a type of charades when trying to get a point across to Brian because the words just won't come... and obviously, that kind of nonsense doesn't translate well to a blog post. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Or maybe I'll blame it on my two, two-year olds who make up 90% of my interactions on a daily basis. The extent of my conversations throughout the day go something like this: </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Jayden: Me no want to. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Me: I didn't ask if you wanted to, son, do you NEED to. You may not pee-pee in your underwear. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Jayden: Me no pee-pee in my undawear. Me no touch my poopy. Me no put poopy on my head. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Me: Thank you for not touching your poop. Let's try and go potty. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">And then there is the endless round of "Wheels on the Bus" that I am asked to sing ALL. THE. LIVELONG. DAY. It's the extra lengthy, unedited version, which includes a separate verse about every single person in our extended family, various construction vehicles, and random farm animals. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">With a reduced vocabulary that revolves around snack time, going the potty, and phrases like, "don't sit on your brother's head," I'm limited in what I can write these days. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">But, let's not forget the hormones. Ohhhhhhh, the hormones. SO. MANY. FEELINGS. Most are not good and rather ugly. And I hesitate to write some days, because I'm afraid I'll look back five months from now and cringe at the hormonal rantings of a deranged woman in her third trimester. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">For now, the title of my blog rings scarily true, once again, as I'm waiting on a word, (or a bunch of words that when strung together make complete thoughts and full sentences.) </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Until then, I'll leave you with some pictures of our summer. Because who can resist super cute two-year olds? </span><br />
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Jayden is our baby-whisperer... he LOVES all little ones and is so gentle. </div>
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Tyson turned two and seemingly got even cuter overnight. </div>
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Miracle. Everyone was looking at the camera. </div>
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<br />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-42134513449626991662014-05-30T08:53:00.001-05:002014-05-30T13:36:54.014-05:00Two Years Later: Reflections on Parenting an Older Teen (and Whether We'd Do It Again)<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">If you've followed this blog for any amount of time, then you are probably aware that we are passionate about foster care, especially advocating for older children. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Two years ago, we became parents of an eighteen year-old young man who, while not in foster care at the time, could have easily classified for state services. Since becoming a part of our family, most of what I have shared on the blog have been celebrations of his achievements. This past weekend, we watched TD walk across the stage and accept his high school diploma, a dream he had hoped to attain since walking into our house the very first day. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I've chosen to highlight his achievements and accomplishments publicly because we have never wanted him to doubt how proud we are of how hard he has worked and persevered throughout his life. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">There have been few posts disclosing the difficulties and trials of raising him because it just wasn't appropriate in a public forum. Writing a blog that includes my family means that I walk a fine line on disclosure. Yet, I never want to give the appearance that things are perfect and that we have it all together. I want to be as honest and authentic with our reality as I can be while protecting my sons' individual stories. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">TD's story will never be mine to share, (unless he asks me to write it one day), but I can speak to <i>our</i> role in the relationship. The experiences of big smiles and celebrations shared in our pictures did occur, but there were many more days in our house where everyone was frustrated and annoyed. We were constantly navigating this new territory with one another where boundaries were being laid, torn up, and reworked. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Anyone who tells you that parenting a teen who has been through trauma or loss is easy are big, fat liars. This stuff is hard and downright messy and ridiculously humbling.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It should be. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Parenting a teen from hard places WILL NOT look like parenting a child from birth. That was the biggest lesson we learned along the way.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">To expect a child who has not experienced stability for most of their life to respond to expectations and boundaries with obedience and joy is just unrealistic.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">To expect a teen who has parented themselves (and potentially younger siblings) for most of their childhood to understand and accept <i>how to be parented </i>is setting everyone up for failure.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">To expect a child to make choices and decisions based on your morals and values immediately is unfair to them. Integrity and character are built over years. They are formed in experience and fostered through trusting and loving relationships. They don't happen over night. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Parenting a teen from trauma and loss takes time and commitment and a boatload of patience. It is understanding that the concept of "family" may be hard for them to grasp and to accept. It is about extending grace and redefining your preconceived storybook expectations. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Many, many days we failed miserably.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">To say that I often felt ill-equipped to speak into the life of a young man who had lived almost two decades in a context and culture foreign to me would be a colossal understatement. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">As parents, we were unqualified for the job. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I write all of this because I want you to know the honest truth about parenting older teens. And I also want you to hear this.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We would do it ALL. OVER. AGAIN.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Because 23,439 teens were emancipated from foster care last year with no family, no home, and no resources. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">These are teens, who albeit, come from hard places, yet still long for a family and a support network. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I've <a href="http://waitingonaword.blogspot.com/2013/02/the-reality-of-aging-out.html">written previously</a> about the statistics for teens who "age out" of foster care. They are grim. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We have seen firsthand what stability, commitment, and love can do for teens from hard places. It won't be a fairy-tale ending or a perfect story, but it will be an anchor for a child who has never had anyone fighting for them. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Our son is now on his own, living two states away, looking for a job. He knows that he has to choose to work hard in order to achieve his dreams. BUT, he also knows we are a phone call away if he needs to talk, or vent, or glean advice. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Please take a few minutes and watch this <a href="http://framework.latimes.com/2014/04/30/aging-out-voices-from-those-in-the-foster-care-system/">video</a> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">to hear the stories, the pain, and the dreams of these young men and women who were emancipated from foster care. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Poignant, beautiful, and full of hope. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I was terrified, wishing desperately I had learned more about babies in my first three decades of life, and immediately enamored with the little one who had just entered my home. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">His future was unknown, as was length of stay in our family, but the minute I held him, I became a mother. It didn't matter what anyone else thought, this little one, already transitioned too many times in his little life was my first son, and it wasn't because of DNA or matching last names. My entrance into motherhood was not found in any how-to books or manuals. It was messy and broken and filled with mistakes and missteps. It was learning to how to share this little life with the woman who brought him into the world, but wasn't able to care fully for him. It was humbling and beautiful and it brought me to my knees in prayer and tears day after day. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Our Jayden made me a mother. Though he now carries my last name, I never needed that to feel as though he was a part of me. That happened the moment I met him.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Our second son walked through the door on a July afternoon with a small bag, Xbox, and megawatt smile. He was supposed to stay a week, but he never left. Seemingly overnight, I became the mother of a teenager who had almost lived two decades without me. There were a lifetime of a memories, history, and family that I had not been a part of nor would ever experience. Being his mom has humbled me in ways I never thought possible and has reminded me over and over and over that motherhood is not about my glory or fame. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Our TD made me a mother of a teenager. My inadequacy and insecurity as a parent became glaringly obvious as we navigated our new roles with each other. Yet, grace has prevailed and we continue to forgive, learn, and move on. He calls me by my first name and when out in public, strangers are always confused by our relationship. But, my commitment to him isn't based on public approval and I have never needed to be called "Mom" in order to love him. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Our third son was supposed to have been my first. At least, according to the timeline we received in December of 2010 when we began our international adoption journey. I never imagined I would gain two sons in the meantime and labored in heartache and fear over the unknowns of our process for two years. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I met my five month-old baby boy in the humid, heavy air of Kinshasa, Congo. He had already been loved by two mothers, including his foster mama who had nurtured and sacrificially loved him from almost birth. The culmination of two years of waiting, coupled with the knowledge that I would be removing him from everything he had ever known, simultaneously sent my heart soaring and broke it. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Our Tyson made me a mother in the wait. Long before I held him, I was his mother. In the wee hours of the night I would lay awake, fervently praying for his health, his paperwork to come through, and for someone to love him until I could get there. I would have moved heaven and earth to get to him faster. When the timelines ever shifted and the days and months dragged on while a child waited across the ocean for their family, I was a mother. Fierce and fighting and faithful. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">In five months, I'll be ushered into motherhood through biology. Surreal and terrifying, I have begun to imagine what our strong-willed, hard-headed DNA has created in this little one. For the first time, I'll be a mother to a girl, and that alone is enough to bring me to my knees in prayer. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Our baby girl will make me a first mother, a role I have never experienced. With my boys, I hold dear the fact that they are loved and treasured by other women in their lives, both biological and foster. I alone hold the enormous responsibility for this one growing inside me. What an honor and a gift that carries an immense weight. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">My path to motherhood has not been traditional or followed a dictionary definition. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">That's where I find joy and hope and freedom. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Motherhood isn't meant to fill a cookie-cutter, June Cleaver identity. It's more than diapers, play dates, carpool, and suburbia. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Motherhood is investment, tears, hugs, failure, encouragement, discipline, waiting, hoping, and much, much prayer. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It is a calling. And if you're called to role of motherhood, rest in the fact that it will be YOUR calling, no one else's. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Some of the wisest mothers I know have never raised a child in their home. Yet, they have walked countless girls through some of the toughest seasons of their life through mentoring and time and prayer. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Some of the fiercest and bravest mothers I know are still waiting for their children. They have yet to "parent" them in the normal sense of the word, but they are fighting with every ounce of energy and using every legal channel available to bring their children home. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Some of the most involved and loyal mothers I know have never birthed a child, yet they are raising their nieces, nephews, and siblings with a devotion rarely seen.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">So, if you've found that your path veers off from the rest, and when you wonder if what you're doing really matters. . .</span><br />
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<br />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-80155449743283015912014-04-17T11:53:00.002-05:002014-04-17T11:53:43.045-05:00A New Definition of Expectant<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Unbeknownst to us, we carried a little extra cargo on our move to Asheville. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">That cargo is due somewhere around mid-October 2014. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Friends have asked how our transition has been in our new city and home, and what I've shared is that we are loving our new little neighborhood, enjoying getting to know the members of our church better, and excited for spring and summer to hit in this beautiful city. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">What I hadn't shared, up until this point, is that most of my days here have been spent trying to lay on the couch and not puke. (Super easy with two extremely busy toddlers, obviously.) I haven't blogged or done much of anything, because good gracious, I'm also absurdly SLEEPY. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Elmo videos have been my unashamed co-parent this first trimester. One day, I actually FELL ASLEEP while the boys were awake and playing. I'll spare the details, but y'all, it was mayhem. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">At thirteen weeks, I'm thankfully heading out of the rough patch, (hopefully), and onto the weird eating stage. Currently, I'm all about eggs. I made deviled eggs for the FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE the other days. Two dozen. Slightly excessive due to the fact that only one other human eats them in our house. But, when you eat four in one sitting, you can get through them kind of quickly. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">You know what else is awesome? We're having a baby! Adoption was always going to be a way that we formed our family, and we prayed that we'd be able to add biological children as well. As years went on, we weren't sure that would happen. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">This sweet little surprise is worth every middle of the night pee and every morning puke.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">At the beginning of January, I shared this <a href="http://waitingonaword.blogspot.com/2014/01/expectant.html">post</a> on the blog about my "Word of the Year."</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Now, I wasn't prego at that point and it wasn't what I had in mind when I wrote it, BUT, due the way the past few months have unfolded, I HAVE already been thinking through my "Word" for next year. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">"Wealthy" and "Powerball Winner" are two of my frontrunners. </span><br />
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<br />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-90059313033898772562014-02-23T19:11:00.000-06:002014-02-23T19:11:22.154-06:00Getting Settled <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">After spending two weeks in our temporary house, affectionately termed the "Jungle Boogie," we moved into our home last weekend. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We love our little neighborhood, complete with wooded lots, quiet streets and teenage neighbors who actually still "play" outside. More to come about it, but for now, here's a picture. Is it not the cutest? </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Before we moved, my very talented friend, <a href="http://suzannewilliamsphotography.com/blog/">Suzanne Williams</a>, yet again captured our family so beautifully in photos. Jayden and Tyson were not thrilled at being forced to stand still and smile (TD really wasn't either), but she managed to get some great shots between the tears (Jayden and Tyson's - TD managed to hold it together.) </span></div>
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<br />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-6078392143691227312014-02-02T19:31:00.003-06:002014-02-02T19:40:13.975-06:00My First-Impression Disclaimer<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I have a few wishes in life. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">One, that I would have a never-ending supply of Chick-fil-a unsweet tea on hand. </span>(Extra lemon, of course.)<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Two, that my husband would decide beach vacations were awesome and plan one every three months for me. </span>(A girl can dream.)<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Three, when meeting someone for the first time, I could hand them a, "First Impression Disclaimer." Nothing sketchy, like what someone gives you on the way to your car in the Target parking lot, </span>(I'm talking to you, Jehovah Witness lady, who clearly thought I needed a dose of Jesus while wrangling a screaming toddler into a car seat.)<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I'm thinking more along the lines of, "Hey, New Person that I just met, I'm not going to be able to work this into our initial conversation, but here's some helpful info to help you navigate our first communication experience." </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Since I don't currently have anything printed and I'm in the process of meeting a bazillion new people, it's time for a blog post about it. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Here we go. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>1. My Unfortunate Resting Face</b> - A Resting Face is just that, your face at rest. When not in conversation or consciously thinking about your expression, it's what your face naturally does. Mine, unfortunately, looks like a cross between being extremely bored and slightly ticked off. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">So, if you see me across the room and I'm looking angry/bored/filled with angst, I promise I'm not. Just working with the Resting Face the Good Lord gave me. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>2. Awkward Hugger - </b> I grew up in NJ and we just didn't hug a lot of people other than family. I moved to Atlanta after college and everyone hugged often and with reckless abandon. People I had just met, good friends, acquaintances; no one was off limits. My roommates expected a hug when they came back in the apartment after taking out the trash. It was socially exhausting.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">There are side-hugs, full-frontal tight hugs, full-frontal no body contact below the shoulder, hugs that require you to put your arms around shoulders, and hugs that require you to put your arms around waists. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It's too much for my brain to handle most days. I've determined that I often can't read a hug situation, so I end up side-hugging when someone goes in for a full-frontal and things get all kinds of weird. Like I said, this is all helpful information. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>3. I'm Scraggly and Sweaty for a Reason.</b> Two reasons, actually. Their names are Jayden and Tyson and they are eight months apart and absurdly cute and lovable. Which is to their benefit because caring for them is a bit like herding cats. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">There is a 105% chance that I will meet you directly after getting them changed, dressed, into carseats, out of carseats, and into a stroller. And they really love being in a stroller. Except they don't. So, they may be a little angry and wee bit squirmy, and I may be sweating and look a <strike>little</strike> lot frazzled. I used to have hours to get ready and my shoes matched and I didn't have cheerios stuck to my rear end. But those days are over. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">At this point, if we haven't met yet, you may choose to leave me sitting alone with my angry, sweaty resting face. But, I promise I'm kind of normal, and would love to get to know you. It may help to come in for the hug slowly while talking me through the type of embrace you're hoping to achieve. Everyone will be better off for it. I promise. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It'll be the typical circus as Brian will pull a Uhaul and bring the two dogs with him, (one of whom is a nervous, pukey rider). I'll be driving by myself with the two little ones. Inevitably, someone will throw a toy out of arm's reach in the first five minutes and scream about it for the next four hours. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We've gotten lots of questions about our move and the future. Here are some of the more popular ones we've been answering. . . </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Over the course of the fall semester, he had been spending a good amount of time with the new children's pastor at our church and her family. He would consistently express to us how much he enjoyed being with the family (and he's not one to express ANY emotion.) It was a clear choice for us to ask them to consider taking in TD for a the remainder of the year. They are former foster parents and have invited quite a few teens into their home over the years. They readily agreed.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We are so proud of him and can't wait to see him walk across the stage to receive his hard-won diploma in a few short months! </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>2. Are you going to work in NC? </b> Nope and I can't wait! I've worked full and part-time for the past three years at a wonderful and super-supportive non-profit in Montgomery. This will be the first time I will be able to be at home all day. Looking forward to not rushing out the door every morning trying to scramble dropping off the boys to daycare and still make it to work on time. Being home full-time is going to have its own set of challenges, but I am excited about the ability to have regular play dates and form connections with other moms in the area. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">That's me, folks, full of faith.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">And five months later, I'm packing up our house and we're heading to Asheville, North Carolina.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">What had to line up and fall into place, did exactly just that. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">From the very first conversations with the church, we were excited about the potential for Brian and our family, but tempered our expectations.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We weren't leaving Montgomery without Jayden. We believed that God had ordained J-man to be a permanent legal fixture in our family. There was nothing we would do to jeopardize this gift. It was a risk we weren't taking. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">At that point, we couldn't even leave the state for a one-day trip without permission from DHR, so moving to North Carolina was out of the question. Everything had to be wrapped up with his case before we would be going anywhere and DHR had told us to prepare for a wild ride that could take years. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">As the conversations with the church increased and we grew more and more intrigued, we also very candidly shared with them about our situation. There would be no question of our commitment to Jayden. He came first.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">They understood and let us know that they had joined in with so many across the country who were praying for our son's story.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">November 20th was one of the biggest days for Jayden's future. A judge would decide whether or not he would be adoptable. If she ruled that day, she could determine to prolong his stay in foster care or terminate parental rights, thereby freeing him for adoption. She also could hold off on a ruling and instead make decision weeks or months later. We were told not to expect her to make a decision, and if there was a ruling made, to expect his case to be prolonged, though the evidence was very clear-cut.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We walked into the courtroom and the judge quickly informed us that she only had an hour before she had to leave. Most likely the case would be continued. We had already waited a year for this court date and it was possible we would have to be delayed another six months. My heart sank.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Thankfully, every lawyer, social worker, and witness in that courtroom that day was prepared and ready to testify to the facts. With just three minutes left, the lawyer gave her closing statement. I clenched Brian's hand and waited nervously for the judge to respond. After what seemed like an hour-long pause, she granted the termination of rights, immediately got up, and left the courtroom. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Everyone in the court room was so stunned they just looked around at each other in disbelief. A miracle had occurred. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">He was on his way to having a permanent, forever family.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It was a tremendous leap in the process, but there were still more hoops to jump through and papers to be signed. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">If Brian was to begin working at the church, he would need to fill the position by February 1st. We were already in the middle of December, and still waiting on some important signatures and looking at a two-week wait period after that signature came. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Once the appeal period was over, there was more paperwork for us to sign and then we couldn't finalize Jayden's adoption for another thirty to forty-five days. It was looking like late February or early March before we could leave the state with our son. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The timeline just seemed insurmountable. Though we would have loved to partner with the Asheville church, we didn't want them to wait on us and a process that was unstable and unpredictable. Everyone had been in limbo for too long. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It was frustrating, disappointing, and honestly, really confusing for us. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We had finally made it into the appeal period. The fourteen-day countdown had begun and a gracious church had called us back. They were unsettled with our answer as well. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Many variables were still in flux- if we were meant to go to Asheville, Jayden's finalization would have to be completed. We were looking at least another month to a month and a half before a court date. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Or so we thought. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We passed through the appeal period with DHR working diligently to compile all of the necessary paperwork to finalize. They put us in contact with a lawyer who had worked with other families to waive the 30 day wait period for extenuating circumstances. The lawyer told us she thought the finalization could be pushed through before the end of January. We were hopeful. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The appeal period ended on January 2nd. We signed the consent to adopt paperwork on January 6th, applied for a waiver the next day and that afternoon we received a call confirming our court date. We would be finalizing our son's adoption <b>one week</b> later. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Funny how that happens. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Leaving Montgomery and our church here has been a bittersweet decision for our family. When I moved here five years ago, I had just become a wife. In a few weeks, I'll be leaving as a mother of three boys, two of whom we met in this city. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Yet, we know that it is time for us to go and God has made it clear that Asheville is our next home. Brian will be filling a new role, as the young adult pastor and we'll both be starting an orphan care ministry at the church. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I wish I could include every detail of the past few months and the ways in which God has orchestrated our move, but this post is already way too long. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I can confidently say that amidst the chaos of packing and nervous anticipation of the unknown, we are </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://waitingonaword.blogspot.com/2014/01/expectant.html">expectant</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> and excited for what is to come in Asheville, NC</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">!</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Since we had welcomed him into our home at such a young age, we assumed that we knew most of his backstory and family history. Based on what we had been told and the circumstances surrounding his situation, our hopes for Jayden having a safe and healthy relationship with his bio family seemed unlikely. That was, until this past August. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We got a call from DHR on a Monday morning. His Great-Aunt Julia (who goes by JuJu) wanted to meet him. She had not learned of Jayden's existence until very recently and was, obviously, very concerned that one of her family members was in foster care. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">My heart dropped and I nervously paced while talking with his social worker. While Brian and I had always prayed that Jayden would have a permanent home in a safe, loving environment, we had also prayed it would be with us. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It was decided by DHR that we would meet with JuJu that Friday morning. She would have the opportunity to get to know us and decide if she would petition for custody, which was her right as a family member. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">That week was a blur, but it was filled with a lot of prayers, tears and extra snuggles with our boy. We weren't sure what Friday would bring. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">First and foremost, we wanted JuJu to know that though Jayden had been in foster care for most of his life, not one minute had gone by when he was not loved or wanted. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Second, we wanted her to know that J-man had never been our "foster child." He was, simply, our son. Even if he ended up leaving our home that day or never shared our last name, he would always be a member of our family. We weren't his "babysitters" and he wasn't a "paycheck." He was our much loved and treasured gift. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Third, we wanted her to know that if she decided not to file for custody and chose to leave him in our care, our desire was to remain in regular contact and communication with her. In the state of Alabama, DHR only facilitates closed adoptions. This meant that if and when we were able to adopt Jayden, the file would be closed and no information would be given to anyone (including his biological family) about his whereabouts or his adoptive family. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Brian and I have always believed that open adoption is the route for our family, if there are stable and healthy relationships that can be maintained. But there was nothing legally binding that could be used to assure his aunt of our desire. If Aunt JuJu decided that her nephew's best interest was to remain with us, she would have to blindly trust us and rely solely on the word of two random strangers. It was a lot for us to ask. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We walked into DHR that Friday morning, full of nervous energy. There was both excitement to meet a biological family member and anxiety about the unknown course of our family's life. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">JuJu understood that Jayden needed a little warming up at first, so there was some time for me to share our photo books from the past two years. I wanted to give as much information about him as possible by filling her in on </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">his</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"> milestones and adventures. We wanted to paint the fullest picture of the life he had lived. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">For almost two hours, we talked about Jayden, our family dynamics, and her side of the family. There were many pieces she was able to fill us in on. We learned about a huge side of the family that had never existed to us. It was exciting to envision the possibilities for future family connections. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">After talking together for a while, Aunt JuJu shared her thoughts on the entire situation. She had come that morning with every intention of filing for custody of Jayden. He was her blood relative, great-nephew, and she wanted what was going to be the best for him. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Yet, in the first moments of meeting us, she saw how Jayden called Brian, "Dada," and clung to him for dear life. She observed the way he was bonded to us and to his brothers, Tyson and TD. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">With a selfless perspective and a level grace that I could only hope to have one day, Aunt JuJu gave us a precious gift. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Instead of petitioning for custody, she entrusted us with her great-nephew. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The fact of the matter is, that she didn't have to even meet with us. She didn't have to sit and listen to us talk about our family. JuJu could have just filed a petition and won custody of him a few weeks later, guaranteeing his departure from our home. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Instead, she drove three hours to get to know us and her great-nephew. Then she spent the rest of the weekend sharing about our meeting with the rest of her extended family. She answered their questions about his well-being and his future and went to bat for us, advocating for him to stay in our home. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">This is an amazing woman with an open heart and mind that I'm now excited to call family. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Aunt JuJu is an answer to so many prayers for our son. Though Jayden will now legally be a "Word," he will have biological family members consistently in his life. Generations of family histories will be passed on to him, a gift that we could never give him. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Since August, we have kept in regular contact with Aunt JuJu, as well as his Great-Grammy in Michigan, and his Great-Great Granny who also came to his 2nd birthday party. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">A simple blog post cannot truly convey how grateful we are for our son's biological family. Over the past six months, they have welcomed us into their family with open arms. After every conversation with Aunt JuJu, we walk away feeling affirmed and encouraged as Jayden's parents. She is such a blessing.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Open adoption has provided us with not only a son, but also an extended family across the country. The prayers I whispered in our first few months with Jayden have been answered in ways I could have never imagined. </span><br />
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<br />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06212664393746141154noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5417809032009796898.post-58436886614294819132014-01-16T22:21:00.002-06:002014-01-17T08:46:02.051-06:00The Newest Word <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">For the first time since I started writing this blog three years ago, we are no longer waiting on a Word. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">May I introduce you to Jayden David Word, our "J-man." </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">He was our first child, placed into my nervously shaking arms when he was just two weeks old. Two years ago, we didn't know whether he would be with us for a month, a year, or longer. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">It never mattered. He was our son. No length of time, last name, or his future plans would dictate our love for him. From the moment he entered our home, we counted each day we were given with him as a gift. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Jayden had his very first bath in our kitchen sink, took his first steps in our living room, and has spent the last 765 nights getting smothered with our bedtime kisses. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Yesterday, Brian and I sat with him in front of a judge, and expressed our desire to love, guide, and care for him forever. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">While we answered a few questions from our lawyer, Jayden spent the time yelling out in the courtroom, "Baby<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">!</span>" as he scanned the room for his little brother. When he located Tyson, he realized that his brother was eating a snack and proceeded to scream, "Snack<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">!</span> Snack<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">!</span>" until he got one too. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Thankfully, the judge didn't seem to mind pretzels crumbs dropping all over the floor in his courtroom.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this family of mine. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I've got much more to share, but for now, I'll leave you with some pictures of our special day. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">We are so very grateful for this little life that God has entrusted us with - he is our absolute joy. </span><br />
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