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May 13, 2013
by Maralee
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We’re Having a (Foster) Baby!

Okay, so not “we” as in Brian and me, but “we” as in our church community. Over the last couple years we’ve been blessed to have a bunch of little foster babies make their debut. Some have been with us just for a season, or for a weekend of respite care and some have ended up permanent members of our community. I couldn’t be prouder of how families have chosen to help children in crisis either by fostering or by supporting our foster families.

But it wasn’t always this way in our fostering journey. In part because we weren’t always such vocal advocates for fostering and didn’t feel so bold about making our own needs known. Sometimes it’s easier to push for changes that help support other families because you know what kind of help you would have benefitted from. I remember the day after one of our foster babies arrived at our home I was balancing her on my hip while trying to make a meal for a family who had just brought their baby home from the hospital (one they made the old fashioned way). In retrospect, I probably should have found somebody else to make that meal or just brought them some takeout. I needed to be focusing on building a relationship with this new child in my arms who really didn’t know or trust me, but I was working hard to keep up appearances that I was capable of doing it all. I let assumptions go unchallenged that since I wasn’t going through a physical recovery after a birth, I didn’t need help. It’s now important to me to be sure as a community we are thinking through the VERY real challenges of building a relationship from scratch with a child who may have been in a difficult prenatal and home environment and doing what we can to make that just a little bit easier on foster families.

There has been a learning curve as we have become a community that strives to support foster care and adoption. The kind of support that is best for a family who has a baby of a race/gender/age/medical need they weren’t aware of or prepared for just the day before is very different from the kind of support we are used to offering new parents. Nine months to get ready for a baby and 90 minutes (which is more than what we had between the time we got a phone call about the placement of our daughter and the time she actually arrived) are two very different situations. If your church is wanting to come alongside fostering families, here are some guidelines about how to make this work.

Supporting Families with a New Placement

Respect privacy. Different states and even different foster agencies within the same state may have differing regulations about what kind of information can be revealed about foster children. It is best to err on the side of respecting privacy. Don’t have a church-wide email that states the child’s name or has a picture of the child. Don’t post anything about the child on social media. Don’t ask too many detailed questions about the biological family’s situation. Be understanding if the foster family is vague in their answers. We need to be guardians of that information in the child’s best interest. Once we’ve said something, it’s impossible for people to unknow that information and we can’t always control where that information goes. We don’t want to create prejudice towards the family we are trying to help.

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May 12, 2013
by Maralee
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A Life in Status- May #2, 2013

(Feel free to laugh at us.  Everybody does.)

Reach into your purse for your keys.
Pull out two jedis, a batman and a matchbox car, none of which will unlock your car door.
#momlife

Note to self: If you hang a coat on the back of a chair, a child will decide to wipe their nose on it.

The last night of AWANA is tomorrow. . . so I guess it’s probably time to sew on all those patches I was supposed to be adding to his vest all year.

Scold child for spilling oatmeal on himself just before leaving for school. Ten minutes later spill coffee down the front of your shirt on your way to book club.
#perspectiveadjustment

Daughter: I was in my birthmom’s tummy.
Me: That’s true. Do you know whose tummy I was in?
Daughter: My birthmommy’s?!
Me: No, I was in Grama’s tummy.
Daughter: What? (laughing) Mommy, that is a good joke.
Me: It’s not a joke. That’s the truth.
Daughter: That’s the truth. (laughing) That’s a good joke, Mom.
Maybe we’ll try again when she’s older.

The evening routine:
Baby screams for Daddy and bangs his head against the front door.
Mommy opens the door so Baby can see that Daddy isn’t there yet.
Baby cries for Daddy and slams the door.
As soon as the door is shut he thinks Daddy may have arrived.
(repeat)
I know how you feel, Little Buddy.

A sign you probably should have been more careful when applying your make-up: A friend asks, “Are you doing something different with your eyebrows these days?”

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May 12, 2013
by Maralee
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Moms, You Are Awesome

Moms,

You do so much.  You are so loved.  You do a million tiny things that add up to a beautiful childhood to the children who call you “Mom”.  Here are some of the many ways you are making your children happy.

*Spoiler alert- apparently a lot of you are awesome cooks, great at playing with your kids and showing them they’re loved.  My heroes.  And also, you picked some fantastic names for your kids!  This was so fun to put together.

Question:  What’s the best thing your mom does for you?

Answers from Your Kids: (as submitted by readers on the Facebook page)

“She does her best thing to do my laundry.” -Rhianna, age 6

“Her loves us.” -Bobby, age 5

“Have school time” (we’ve recently started doing a bit of homeschool preschool)- Adeline, age 3

“Tells you that you can do your chores” (I promise I didn’t put him up to that.)- Nehemiah, age 4

“Makes yummy food.” –Simon, age 5

“Cuts food.” –Ian, age 3

“Gggggooooooo.”-Baby

“Clean my room.”- Clara, age 3

“Takes me to the Children’s Museum with Daddy!”- Tess, age 5

“Helps me along the way.”- Elsie, age 7

“Goes to the store with me and I get to hang out with her, which is awesome.”- Pete, age 9

“Take care of me.”-  Micah, age 4

“You cook dinner for us.”- Kyree, age 5

“Um, you buy food, cook for us, do our chores?” Me: “Is that a question or an answer?”Hudson: “I see your nostrils flaring. Oh, I know…you spend time with us, gave birth to us so we can live.”  Hudson, age 7

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May 10, 2013
by Maralee
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Birthmother’s Day

I’m not sure if there is a single issue in adoption that every member of the adoption triad (adoptee, adoptive parents, birthparents) agree on. Just about everything has some level of controversy. Some people love celebrating “Gotcha Day” (the day the child entered your family), some shy away from that terminology or celebration because they think of that day as a day of loss for the child. Birthparents and adoptive parents may disagree about appropriate terminology:  birthmother, biological mother, first mother, or natural mother. Each word has it’s own connotations.

It should come as no surprise that the idea of a Birthmother’s Day (the Saturday before Mother’s Day) has it’s own fan club and detractors. Some birthmothers find it demeaning to have a separate day for them, as though they are not also mothers. I can see how they can perceive it that way, but I think of it as a time of special honor. We could celebrate Mother’s Day and Father’s Day as one more general “Parents Day”, but by giving each their own we are celebrating their unique contributions. I want a special time to celebrate the gift of my children’s birthmothers. You don’t have to agree with me, but I’m clarifying why some people have an issue with it and why I don’t. So now that we know the backstory, here are some ways you can make Birthmother’s Day special:

Inside Your Home:

In an open adoption–  This is a great day to spend some time talking with your kids about their birth stories. Get out the adoption books. Pull out the pictures of their birthfamily or the day you brought them home. Have them make a card for their birthmom. Make their birthmom a photo book and send an update letter so they know they are remembered and loved particularly during what can be a tough time. Talk about the love that exists between your two families. Make this a day when your kids know they can ask their adoption questions openly. Of course, we always want to have the door open to those talks but make today a time when you bring the topic up intentionally and let them lead the way.

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May 9, 2013
by Maralee
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A Mother’s Day letter to my Toddler

My Daughter,

You are just a little bitty thing. You won’t sleep without your favorite stuffed pig, you cry if Daddy leaves for work without giving you a kiss, and when your brothers mistreat you, you punch them and then come tattle. You are a treasure. You are at once every bit a little lady with your love of hair bows and Easter hats for all occasions but also tough and independent.  You tell me you are too big for naps or to have to hold a hand in the parking lot (but I make you do both), but you tell me you are too small for spinach or to go to bed without being tucked in.

I love to see how God has uniquely gifted you. Some moments it’s hard for me to picture how all those personality traits and talents will come together to form the woman you are becoming, and sometimes it’s crystal clear. I know you will be strong. I know you will be vulnerable. I know you will love passionately and possess a strong desire to be loved and accepted. I know that whatever choices you make, I will love you.

I imagine that someday you will become a mother yourself. I don’t know what the circumstances will be. I don’t know if like me you will struggle and struggle and your first child will come to you after you’ve filled out a mountain of paperwork and flown across the ocean. I don’t know if like your birthmother your first child will come before you’re quite ready. I pray that God will help me to nurture and guide you into healthy relationships and wise choices and that when the day comes that your child is placed in your arms you are a woman who is ready for the challenge and has a husband who is proud to stand beside you.

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May 8, 2013
by Maralee
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Mother’s Day: Rejoicing and Mourning

I have endured some really painful Mother’s Days. During our days of houseparenting and struggling with a fresh infertility diagnosis I have walked through the doors of my church with 6 handsome young men I was mothering all around me, but a teenage girl instructed to give carnations to the mothers reached past me for a “real mom.” I have cried with the ache and loneliness of a day celebrating all that I couldn’t be and would do anything to have. I’ve hugged and comforted boys who spent the day separated from mothers who weren’t safe enough to be parenting their children. I have grieved the deaths of two children that were conceived in my body, but didn’t live to see my face. I have wondered how the women who gave my children life are processing the events of the day. I sat through a church service that featured a slideshow tribute to moms in their hospital beds with brand new babies snuggled to their chests. . . well, in all honesty, I got up and walked out of that service. At some point you have to draw the line for your own sanity.

Mother’s Day can be hard for a whole host of reasons. You aren’t in a good relationship with your mother. Your mother recently passed away. You are in a strained relationship with your grown children. You have placed a child for adoption. You have experienced the death of a child. You are infertile. You are a single woman and motherhood feels very far away. All of these life situations make it difficult to just see the beauty of Mother’s Day without being overwhelmed with the pain.

It feels so tricky to me. I do think mothers should be celebrated and honored for the sacrifices they make. We all know motherhood can be an incredibly thankless task and it’s great to take a day out to remember the women who give so much. I have an amazing mother who gave me a beautiful childhood and every year it is my joy to celebrate her contribution to my life, to my kids, and how she’s done it all as an act of service to God. She is absolutely worth celebrating, although I know not everyone is as blessed as I was in that way.

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May 7, 2013
by Maralee
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Mother’s Day tips for Dads

When my mom would ask my dad what he was going to do for her for Mother’s Day he would respond with, “You’re not my mother.” (It should probably be noted that my mom finds that funny, so don’t get all worked up, People.) While technically true, I don’t think most husbands can get away with that kind of logic anymore. Especially not when your kids are still at an age where they think the 97 cents in their piggy bank is a lot of money and have an idea that a great gift for mom would be a skateboard (true story). So Dads, here are some tips for you.

First of all, let me clarify that these are tips that would help ME have a happy Mother’s Day. Your wife is not me, so she may require a different kind of attention. If you feel compelled, please pass this post along to my husband just to make things easier for him. And Ladies, if this is what would make you happy too, just direct your husbands over here and I’ll be sure they get the (not so subtle) hint.

So as I drift off to sleep on Sunday evening after our Mother’s Day festivities, this is how I will know that I had The Perfect Mother’s Day:

I was not woken up by crying. If somebody cries, this is daddy’s day. If multiple people cry, this is still daddy’s day. I often handle multiple children crying at one time, WHILE making a meal or taking a phone call or giving an additional child a bath, so you can do it today, too. I want to sleep until an ungodly hour like a teenager. You know, like 9 a.m. or something unreasonable like that. And when I wake up, I want it to be because it seemed like a good idea not because somebody was screaming “The Baby makeded a poopie!”

You handled your own mother. I love your mom. You love your mom. Today is the day you need to tell her she did a good job raising you. I can tell her she did, but she wants to hear from you. How do I know this? Because if someday after successfully changing his approximately 2,000 dirty diapers, constructing innumerable Thomas the Tank Engine tracks, quartering his hot dogs until he was 4, and spending movie nights watching cartoon animals make jokes about bodily functions, my son can’t manage to pick up the phone himself I’m going to be pretty steamed.

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May 6, 2013
by Maralee
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“She looks just like you!”

A friend of mine recently let me know about a contest a local newspaper was having just in time for Mother’s Day.  The contest rules said, “We need your photos that show you look like your mom. Our website audience will then vote on ‘who most looks like their mother’ based on the photos. Those who get the most votes will receive local prizes.”

I am not a big fan.

I asked for gut reactions to these contest rules from my Facebook friends and for the most part everybody thought it was a nice way to celebrate moms and kids that look alike and that it shouldn’t be offensive to exclude a minority of families.  Obviously, it would exclude families built through transracial adoption, but potentially also stepparent families, interracial families, or families where a child doesn’t resemble her parents because she has something like Down Syndrome or a facial deformity.  As you can see, this is a list of families who may already struggle for societal acceptance without the added insult of being excluded from a newspaper’s Mother’s Day contest.

It may seem like a small thing, but to the family who has worked so hard to build a bond where biology didn’t create one, it can be painful.  To “win” this contest you must look the most like your mother, but those kids are winners already who have the blessing of growing up in a family where they look like they fit.  They (most likely) haven’t experienced the pain of being separated from their biology.  Those mothers (most likely) haven’t know the heartache of infertility.

I watched a documentary recently called “Daughter from Danang”.  It’s a fascinating look at a woman’s journey to find her biological family in Vietnam and establish a relationship with them.  There are moments of triumph, but a lot of heartache.  Pretty early in the movie there are children singing a little Vietnamese song.  The lyrics are “Dad loves me cause I look like mom. Mom loves me cause I look like dad.”  There’s so much truth in those two lines.

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May 5, 2013
by Maralee
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A Life in Status- May #1, 2013

(Come see for yourself)

Brian and I have been discussing it and we’ve realized it’s not that our children make us want to drink, it’s that our children are so loud and unintelligible and some elements of parenting are so nauseating, you kind of feel like you’ve already been drinking.

We hear a siren in the distance-
Daughter: It a Indian!
Danny: It a aliens!
Josh: It’s an amblience.
Yes. . . they were all trying to say “ambulance”. So close.

Another reason I love our church:
10 kids+3 adults = 1 pew.

My daughter is pretending to be the mother of her big brother this morning. She came out of his room after about ten minutes and said she was “so disappointed he be naughty” so I’d say we’re staying right on our usual schedule.

Had my hair in a ponytail all day. I took it out and my daughter gasped, “Mommy, you Lion King!” I’m choosing to take that as a compliment.

I put in a movie. The children choose to play a board game instead. This is on the list of things that make you proud in theory, but are kind of annoying in practicality.

Danny: Mommy, I HATE-
Me: Danny, we don’t need to use that word.
Danny: Oh. Mommy. . . I don’t love ghosts.
Me: Oh right. Me either.

I spent some time brainstorming a cute sign I could make for the bathroom to remind the kids to flush. Then I remembered the kids who don’t remember to flush also can’t read.
#preschoolproblems

Next time I’m tempted to feel superior towards someone else’s nutrition choices, I’m going to remember that at one point the words, “You may not play in that playland until you finish these fries” came out of my mouth.

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May 3, 2013
by Maralee
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*Warning* Your child is probably in danger (but it’s okay)

If we could be magically transported back to our own youths we would all have simultaneous heart attacks just watching all the unsafe behaviors we routinely engaged in. Kids wandering the neighborhood unsupervised, riding bikes without helmets, riding in cars without five-point harnesses, eating without hand sanitizing. Let’s not even talk about a more rural upbringing where kids were driving farm machinery and doing chores involving large animals. While I am fully supportive of the improvements we’ve made in understanding child safety and being more proactive in protecting our kids, I do think it has made a bigger dent in mommy confidence than we want to admit.

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We are now pretty sure that any object in our house could kill our kids if used improperly. The truth is, we’re probably right. We now feel guilty for going to the bathroom alone because we just know that our miniblind cords are going to reach out and grab our kids before we get back. Or they’ll find that one outlet we haven’t put a cover on because it’s out of their reach. We have become hover parents not because we want to, but because we have been told that EVERYTHING is dangerous and if something should happen to our kids it’s because we weren’t properly supervising or protecting them.

I really think it starts in the hospital. Before we were permitted to leave with our newborn we were asked to watch a video entitled, “Never Never Shake a Baby.” Seriously. The video was very explicit about how there may come a time when you want to shake your baby, but you shouldn’t. They did reenactments of how to put a baby in the crib and walk away when you feel the urge to shake it. So not only can any household object kill my kid, but at some point I may feel compelled to shake this tiny precious thing so hard that I cause brain damage? That absolutely does happen and I think it’s good to prepare parents for the emotions they’re going to feel that could cause them to do something they’d regret, but I think it is one more factor that contributes to us feeling like absolutely everything is a danger.

Here are just a few of the things that are apparently trying to kill your child:

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