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OK, ummmm, we just brought our beautiful daughter home from Korea 2 months ago..... I have 2 older bio daughters. When I look into my lovely adopted daughter's face, I know she's ours, she fits, God put her here and I love her just as much as my other two; BUT, there's just something different there in my emotions that I can't put my finger on......... So hard to describe cause I'm still trying to wrap my brain around it........ Could you describe some emotions you processed after bringing Losiah home.....Posted by: Chelle |
I love it when people write things that many others would rather just live with, than admit. This might be one of my favorite questions about our adoption. Why… Because it causes me to have to decide… How far do I go? Do I tell them everything. What can they handle? Is honesty always the best policy? And so here I sit, willing to share my heart in hopes of helping someone else out there in the HIDE-IT-AND-IT-WILL-GO-AWAY world we live in.
I know I have not told our adoption story, but regardless what I want to share today has to do with a mom of a adopted son and her emotions. The other part of the story will come in time. Just not yet.We decided to adopt because we could. We lived in a country rich beyond all means and lived a life that had enough love to pour on to someone who was less fortunate. And so instead of talking about it we did it. We had no plan of attack we just did it, one step at a time. We brought Losiah home.
There is nothing to prepare you for the emotions you will experience with adoption. Just like any life situation, you just don’t know until you have walked in the shoes. You can hear what others have experienced, you can take adoption classes, you can read a gazillion books, but there is nothing out there that can tell you what YOU will experience. It’s just like having a child, you have no idea what that love feels like until you have one for yourself. So with that said. I was not prepared.
I thought I had some kind of idea of how things would transpire. I had two biological kids, I knew what a mothers love felt like. I also knew that with both of my girls it took me some time to love them. I mean I loved the idea of them. I loved the dream of them. But when they slapped that nasty, slimy crying thing that just put me through torture on my stomach, well lets just say it was not love at first sight. BUT THAT IS JUST ME. I did not know this child I had just delivered. It took me quality time to form a relationship and fall in love with them. So, I knew, well I assumed the same would be true with Losiah. And it was. It has just taken a little longer than I thought it would.
One of the hardest things I have ever had to do was physically take Losiah from the arms of his foster mom (the woman who raised him since birth). Here I was, his future mother having to take him away from the only mother he had known. Now that was torture! He was not my child, he was hers. I did not know him. I did not know how to make him laugh, what his cries meant, how to put him to bed. I knew nothing about him and yet I was taking him away from the one who did. I knew in my head he was mine. He is who God chose for our family, I knew one day I would love him. But at that moment I did not love him. I loved him like I love all humanity, I loved the idea of him, I loved the dream of him but I did not know him and the emotions I felt were almost… empty.
This is my story, it’s how I felt when all the experiences in my life collided and how this mother of three experienced an adoption. We got home and I was beat, exhausted. Physically, emotionally and spiritually. Done. However I was back in baby-land and if you know anything about that foreign place there is not rest. So off I went. Changing diapers, juggling kids and the worst of all no sleep. Its amazing how much pregnancy prepares you for having a baby in the house. I was still in shell shock that I had a baby. This was one factor that lead to a slower bonding time with my little man. Another factor was the miserable flu we all got one week after I got back. It was so bad! I pooped my pants, which is another story, but it sets you up to see how terrible things were. So again a few more weeks of no bonding. Things began to get in the groove, life happened. Slowly we made memories, slowly I got to know his cries, slowly I have felt like I am his mom.
Now are you ready for the hard part? If you are sensitive or will judge me for telling the truth please stop reading now. I struggle if I would choose him over the girls. One of those whacked out thoughts I have is all of us in a car and I only had time to pull 2 kids out. Or maybe one? Which one would I choose? I know that sounds crazy. But I think about those things and end in the same place every time. God placed these kids in my life for a reason. That is some honesty for you. Do I love him? Absolutely, Would I die for him? Yep! He is so precious to me. I LOVE HIM! But the truth is there is something different. On some days, trust me, I would love to send one of my girls back and just keep him. Love is a decision and we decided when we first held Losiah…He was ours. Feelings or not. I wish I had some answers for you Chelle. I wish I could put my finger on it but 2 years later I still question. I am sure you have experience some things differently. But one thing that is for sure we have both given our love to a life that did not have it. No matter how many questions we have to battle one thing is definite, our babies are more of a blessing to us than we are to them. H
OK, ummmm, we just brought our beautiful daughter home from Korea 2 months ago..... I have 2 older bio daughters. When I look into my lovely adopted daughter's face, I know she's ours, she fits, God put her here and I love her just as much as my other two; BUT, there's just something different there in my emotions that I can't put my finger on......... So hard to describe cause I'm still trying to wrap my brain around it........ Could you describe some emotions you processed after bringing Losiah home.....Posted by: Chelle |
I love it when people write things that many others would rather just live with, than admit. This might be one of my favorite questions about our adoption. Why… Because it causes me to have to decide… How far do I go? Do I tell them everything. What can they handle? Is honesty always the best policy? And so here I sit, willing to share my heart in hopes of helping someone else out there in the HIDE-IT-AND-IT-WILL-GO-AWAY world we live in.
I know I have not told our adoption story, but regardless what I want to share today has to do with a mom of a adopted son and her emotions. The other part of the story will come in time. Just not yet.We decided to adopt because we could. We lived in a country rich beyond all means and lived a life that had enough love to pour on to someone who was less fortunate. And so instead of talking about it we did it. We had no plan of attack we just did it, one step at a time. We brought Losiah home.
There is nothing to prepare you for the emotions you will experience with adoption. Just like any life situation, you just don’t know until you have walked in the shoes. You can hear what others have experienced, you can take adoption classes, you can read a gazillion books, but there is nothing out there that can tell you what YOU will experience. It’s just like having a child, you have no idea what that love feels like until you have one for yourself. So with that said. I was not prepared.
I thought I had some kind of idea of how things would transpire. I had two biological kids, I knew what a mothers love felt like. I also knew that with both of my girls it took me some time to love them. I mean I loved the idea of them. I loved the dream of them. But when they slapped that nasty, slimy crying thing that just put me through torture on my stomach, well lets just say it was not love at first sight. BUT THAT IS JUST ME. I did not know this child I had just delivered. It took me quality time to form a relationship and fall in love with them. So, I knew, well I assumed the same would be true with Losiah. And it was. It has just taken a little longer than I thought it would.
One of the hardest things I have ever had to do was physically take Losiah from the arms of his foster mom (the woman who raised him since birth). Here I was, his future mother having to take him away from the only mother he had known. Now that was torture! He was not my child, he was hers. I did not know him. I did not know how to make him laugh, what his cries meant, how to put him to bed. I knew nothing about him and yet I was taking him away from the one who did. I knew in my head he was mine. He is who God chose for our family, I knew one day I would love him. But at that moment I did not love him. I loved him like I love all humanity, I loved the idea of him, I loved the dream of him but I did not know him and the emotions I felt were almost… empty.
This is my story, it’s how I felt when all the experiences in my life collided and how this mother of three experienced an adoption. We got home and I was beat, exhausted. Physically, emotionally and spiritually. Done. However I was back in baby-land and if you know anything about that foreign place there is not rest. So off I went. Changing diapers, juggling kids and the worst of all no sleep. Its amazing how much pregnancy prepares you for having a baby in the house. I was still in shell shock that I had a baby. This was one factor that lead to a slower bonding time with my little man. Another factor was the miserable flu we all got one week after I got back. It was so bad! I pooped my pants, which is another story, but it sets you up to see how terrible things were. So again a few more weeks of no bonding. Things began to get in the groove, life happened. Slowly we made memories, slowly I got to know his cries, slowly I have felt like I am his mom.
Now are you ready for the hard part? If you are sensitive or will judge me for telling the truth please stop reading now. I struggle if I would choose him over the girls. One of those whacked out thoughts I have is all of us in a car and I only had time to pull 2 kids out. Or maybe one? Which one would I choose? I know that sounds crazy. But I think about those things and end in the same place every time. God placed these kids in my life for a reason. That is some honesty for you. Do I love him? Absolutely, Would I die for him? Yep! He is so precious to me. I LOVE HIM! But the truth is there is something different. On some days, trust me, I would love to send one of my girls back and just keep him. Love is a decision and we decided when we first held Losiah…He was ours. Feelings or not. I wish I had some answers for you Chelle. I wish I could put my finger on it but 2 years later I still question. I am sure you have experience some things differently. But one thing that is for sure we have both given our love to a life that did not have it. No matter how many questions we have to battle one thing is definite, our babies are more of a blessing to us than we are to them. H
Beautiful!
I leave Wed with my 11 year old daughter to go and get our two babies in Ethiopia.
I'm so afraid and excited to finally meet them.
Thanks for sharin.
-S
Posted by: sonora | June 02, 2008 at 02:07 AM
Your honesty is refreshing and beautiful! Thank you for being so totally transparent even when you know that people may judge you for it. You are a woman of great courage.
Posted by: Elissa | June 02, 2008 at 02:08 AM
Your honesty is what brings me back to this blog. Thanks for challenging me to live an authentic life.....
Posted by: Ashlee | June 02, 2008 at 05:04 AM
Heather, I love how transparent you were in this post.
BTW, remember your other post about a month ago where we all introduced ourselves? Well, I met a blogger through the comments and met up with him when I was in Cork, Ireland!
Isn't the internet cool?!
Posted by: Marcia, Organising Queen | June 02, 2008 at 05:27 AM
Sorry, I just remembered something else...
Do you know a good, Bible-believing, hand-raising worship church near Laguna Beach?
A friend has moved there and can't find a nice church :)
Posted by: Marcia, Organising Queen | June 02, 2008 at 05:29 AM
Thank you for your transparency. I love seeing ministerial families living authentic lives.
Posted by: brandiandboys | June 02, 2008 at 05:36 AM
Heather I too appreciate your honesty....as a mother anticipating adoption I have am apprehension about my ability to share the heartstrings my biological children hold....bonding with them has been so easy...will adoption be the same...I appreciate your honesty...not all adoptive parents are willing to share the ups and downs
Posted by: KImN | June 02, 2008 at 05:55 AM
Thanks for sharing so honestly and openly. I am sure this post will help and reassure many.
Posted by: JanMary, N Ireland | June 02, 2008 at 06:03 AM
What a wonderful post about love. It is a decision- thanks for the reminder. I'm ankle deep in the teen years and loving "them" can take all I have some days.
I've heard a similar story about bonding from a friend who adopted a boy after having 2 children of her own, I know your sharing here with honesty will encourage others.
He's such a precious little man- how blessed you are, and from the pics I've seen he's a perfect fit for ya'll! (hey you're in the south now- we need to use terms like that)
Have a great week!
PS please don't share the pooped your pants story~ some things are meant to be private!!! *smile*
Posted by: Michelle | June 02, 2008 at 06:06 AM
Thanks for sharing your story and your thoughts and feelings. It helps to know that I am not alone.
Posted by: Wendy | June 02, 2008 at 06:11 AM
Thank you for shareing that. My husband and I are really close to traveling to Russia to pick up our baby and sometimes honestly, in my head I have questioned whether I will feel like "Aunt Mom" or Mom. We shall see what happens but I'm sure everything will be OK. I'm glad I'm not the only one with these "not ever said" thoughts.
Posted by: Lita | June 02, 2008 at 06:29 AM
I'm sure you'll be told this 1,000 times over, but this was one of the most honest and beautiful posts I have read in a long time.
Thank you for opening your heart and home to all of us.
Posted by: Laura | June 02, 2008 at 06:37 AM
I appreciate your transparency.
My husband and I are not currently in the place to adopt, but after going through a miscarriage with our second child a few months ago, adoption is something we've discussed briefly. I've always wondered about some of the things you touched on. Thank you, and God bless you and your family.
Posted by: Kelli | June 02, 2008 at 06:38 AM
Thank you for sharing! I started blogging because of you and Carlos. I love reading about you guys and your families. I love the pics and stories of your beautiful kids. I will be fowarding this blog entry to a friend who recently adopted from Russia. Thanks!!
Posted by: julie | June 02, 2008 at 06:42 AM
this is beautiful, Heather. Thanks for taking the risk of being honest.
Posted by: kim | June 02, 2008 at 06:51 AM
Thank you so much for sharing this, and being so honest. Five months ago we came home from South Korea with our daughter. We have two bio boys at home. I feel very much the same way that you do. It makes me feel so much better to know that there are others out there in the same shoes as me. I love my daughter with all my heart, but it is taking longer than it did with my boys.
I wish I could give you a hug right now! :) Thanks again for being so honest.
Posted by: Melissa | June 02, 2008 at 07:12 AM
Bravo, Heather. I love you more than ever.
Posted by: Brandi | June 02, 2008 at 07:36 AM
ok, I am weeping. Man, do I know how you feel.
We got Steele straight out of the hospital, I held him an hour after he was born so I thought the attachment would be immediate but like you, I didn't realize how much pregnancy prepares you for the child. We only had two months total time to prepare for him from the day we even knew he exsisted, so I was NOT emotionally ready.
I remember looking at him and it killing me that I didn't love him like I loved Evangeline. I talked to some friends about it and they assured me it would come.
Now, he is 4 years old and I have to say, I love them both equally. Seriously it had to grow. I had to pray for it to grow. My heart aches just thinking about how blessed we are to have him. Evangeline loves him more then I could have ever dreamed. He IS our son.
Now, a month away from bringing home our 7 yr old son from Ethiopia, I try to prepare. I know that I can't really. I pray for God to help us ALL fall inlove with him. I pray for smooth transition. But like you, I will be taking him from ladies that love him at his foster home. He has been there a year this month. He has suffered so much loss and now he will lose them. It's very hard. Atleast now I know to just be prepared for not being prepared. I will pray a lot.
Posted by: carole turner | June 02, 2008 at 07:44 AM
Thank you for your honesty.
Posted by: Tabitha | June 02, 2008 at 07:48 AM
What an interesting post! I get asked this same question all the time.
Posted by: Jessica | June 02, 2008 at 07:56 AM
i love your vulnerability. i haven't yet adopted, but i felt the same exact way with my two girls. there was definitely NO love at first sight. and everyone that visited kept asking, "don't you just love her more than you've loved anyone before?" i think that the way you feel and have felt is so extremely normal.
Posted by: amy | June 02, 2008 at 07:59 AM
good words, thanks for sharing. i miss squeezing those kids of yours.
Posted by: kimmysun | June 02, 2008 at 08:42 AM
Inspiring vulnerability, Heather.
I've been thinking about many of these same issues lately, as my husband and I pray about adopting. We have a unique perspective because my husband was adopted from Korea (part of his story is on the Compassion blog; link below if you're interested). So we are both very aware of some of the hard aspects to adoption.
I pray God blesses this piece of authenticity by continuing to grow love in your heart for Losiah. Even when it's hard, you did the right thing.
http://blog.compassion.com/the-ripples-of-child-sponsorship/
Posted by: Kelly @ Love Well | June 02, 2008 at 08:44 AM
Oh how we love your heart, Heather. Though, I think I would still love it if it wasn't 'transparent' and 'authentic' as the other wrote above. Yes, I would still love it because it's yours. Excellent post. I know many will find comfort in it.
And side note, I wonder if the 'burning car choice' has anything to do with Losiah being a boy. I mean maybe in the back of your mind you think the choice is more difficult because he is a boy and the girls are girls--more sensitive, not as tough, need to be protected more?
Posted by: Danielle | June 02, 2008 at 09:00 AM
Great post Heather! I agree your honesty is refreshing!
I am the mother of two beautiful babies adopted from South Korea. I remember so clearly the moment our second child came home and the sheer feeling of doom I had. That is NOT AT ALL how I thought I would feel. I LOVED her more then words, however, I also loved my family before. It is what I knew and enjoyed. Then the little miss arrived and our world was literally turned upside down. We were back at sleepless nights, middle of the night feedings, planning our days around her schedule and so on. I had this un-shakeable feeling of guilt of what I had I done to my son. Did he feel like he was being replaced or that we didn't love him as much anymore and that literally broke my heart. After we were able to get some much needed sleep and adjust to all the changes that just took place in our family, it is AMAZING! I love both of my children more then words and there is absolutely nothing in this world I wouldn't do for either of my children and believe it or not they adore each other (for the most part).
Posted by: Sarah | June 02, 2008 at 09:01 AM
Would it have been easier if you'd adopted first? I know that's probably a difficult question to answer.
Posted by: Rita | June 02, 2008 at 11:01 AM
You truly have a refreshing honesty to your blogs I admire. Thank you for reminding me of some purposes I need to continue to focus on and work on with others and life.
Posted by: Amy | June 02, 2008 at 11:31 AM
Heather - Bless you for being so open about your experience! I know your response has touched me, and I'm certain countless others.
Posted by: 4evermattiesmom | June 02, 2008 at 11:48 AM
Thank you for your honesty. I want to adopt eventually, and you encourage me with your openness. You make it real.
God bless.
Posted by: Anne Marie | June 02, 2008 at 12:05 PM
Thank you, Heather, for your honest and vulnerable answer to my question. I fought tears while reading, and then just broke down and sobbed at the end. Whew. I love your honesty!
I've always wondered if I wasn't as good a mom as others because, like you, it took me time to love my own biological daughters. Sure I LOVED them. From conception. But, coming home from the hopsital the gushy feelings weren't always there that you imagine you will have, or that you see in the commercials, or on the face of your best friend when she holds her baby. It did take time for my heart to respond to them, and that was REALLY surprising to me. But, my heart did. I do.
Like you, with adoption, I wasn't prepared for my emotions. I had a picture of this cute baby on the refrigerator that someone kept telling me was mine. I thought she was beautiful, I wanted to love her, but I didn't KNOW her. I thought I could love her from her picture, but when I met her in person I realized she was a complete stranger to me. There was almost an emptiness there as my heart (who knew nothing about this person) and my mind (that kept saying I love her) tried to align.
I believe I DO love my adopted daughter just as much as my biological girls. I'm just realizing that it might take even more time for those heart strings to continue to develop. I don't know why we expect these things to be immidiate, and then feel inadequate when they aren't.
Adoption is truly a leap of faith. I fully believe that when God leads us on the path to adoption He is faithful in all the details. Not just the right referral, the finances, etc., but down to the nitty gritty of family emotions and heart ties. Afterall, adoption was His incredible idea.
I'm so grateful that you took the time to respond. Thank you so much.
Chelle
Posted by: Chelle | June 02, 2008 at 12:32 PM
This was a fantastic post... so honest and real... thanks for sharing with us! Love comes in many shapes and sizes, but it is still genuine.
Posted by: Angela | June 02, 2008 at 12:34 PM
Preach it sister....
Posted by: DanaeDanae | June 02, 2008 at 12:53 PM
Good golly you are a gifted communicator!!! This post went to my bones! Thanks for letting us be in on the presents of your presence!!!
I share your sentiments!
For whatever its worth, here's a poem I wrote when we were in China:
http://ourforeverfamilyphotos.blogspot.com/search/label/Finding%20Place
Posted by: Roxx | June 02, 2008 at 01:19 PM
I, too, admire your honesty, and love your blog.
We got home from China a year ago, already had 2 bio kids as well. For some unknown reason I bonded quicker w/our adopted daughter than I did with our son, firstborn. I remember with him thinking I was defective b/c I couldn't see past how completely exhausted I was.
The whole part about the foster mom - wow, that would be really hard. Our daughter was in an orphanage, and I don't think she'd was truly attached to any one person. That would have been crazy difficult.
You have a beautiful family!
Posted by: Dena | June 02, 2008 at 01:36 PM
like the others before me, i thank you for your honesty. we are adopting from ethiopia and i'm working on my phd in clinical social work...my research is on adoption. i have a private practice centered around adoption issues. your words will be very normalizing for those agonizing over the same issues. sometimes i struggle with blogs...are they too narcissistic? too consumer focused (when people show off their "stuff")?, but it's b/c of posts like this one that i sense the true values of blogs. thanks again for sharing and hang in there!
Posted by: Laura | June 02, 2008 at 01:55 PM
PS:
FYI:
Just wrote a post about this post:
http://sharingnotes.blogspot.com/2008/06/kristi-fair-heather-whittaker.html
Roxx
Posted by: Roxx | June 02, 2008 at 02:16 PM
you make me cry!
thank you for sharing your heart so authentically!
Posted by: Jenni Clayville | June 02, 2008 at 02:37 PM
I know you probably better than anyone else who reads your blog, but you have made me cry. I love you, I love your family, and I am wishing that there was a time and place that I could be with Losiah to bond with him. I'm wishing I could grab the girls and love them and laugh at Carlos trying to impress me and have a slumber party with you. I' m going to go now so I can have a good cry.
Posted by: Jacinda | June 02, 2008 at 02:44 PM
That was so honest and refreshing. Thank you for sharing.
Posted by: Katie | June 02, 2008 at 03:46 PM
We are also in the process of adoption. I have 2 bio kids and I have many of the fears you have written about. Thank you for your honesty. I have doubted doing this because of these feelings. Okay, I'm not alone and I am not a horrible person.
THANK YOU!!!
Posted by: Jessica | June 02, 2008 at 04:57 PM
I really needed to hear this today. Thank you for sharing. Our adopted daughter will move in with us tomorrow morning. We have known her since birth, but it has taken so much time and court battles etc to adopt. My emotions are all over the place. She is 3 and a half. My bio daughter is almost 3 and I am 7 months pregnant with our next. Again thanks for sharing. Its nice to hear others experiences.
Posted by: Melanie Sainz | June 02, 2008 at 05:06 PM
A few months back, my husband told me I HAD to read your blogs because she 'gets' you. I was skeptical, but reluctantly, I started. There are times I read your blogs, and it is as if I am reading my own experiences.
I have the 'who would I save' question run through my head more often than I'd like for it to. And while both of my children are adopted, there is one that I know I could not love more if I had given birth myself. The other, it is a daily - actually hour by hour - decision to love.
Thank you for being honest and transparent. It helps others to realize they are 'ok'.
Oh, and I DO want to hear the poop your pants story. I have one too...
Posted by: Simone | June 02, 2008 at 07:09 PM
i didnt really like my own kid till later either. i thought she was beautiful and i loved her, but didnt really like her. i think shes super cool now...shes one of my favorite people ever. i can only imagine what it would be like if i were to adopt. the difference in feeling makes sense to me. i havent done it, but it makes complete sense.
Posted by: wonderingwoman | June 02, 2008 at 09:46 PM
Thanks for being so honest. As we approach adoption, these are questions that I have and it is nice to have someone who will be "real" when talking about them!!
Posted by: Anna | June 02, 2008 at 09:53 PM
Thanks for being so honest. As we approach adoption, these are questions that I have and it is nice to have someone who will be "real" when talking about them!!
Posted by: Anna | June 02, 2008 at 09:54 PM
Heather ~ yes I am a lurker...enjoying your blog without ever posting as I don't have one of my own.
KUDOS TO YOU!!! I know from experience that sharing the parts of you that are scary and that some may find ugly is HARD. I applaud you for your courage and your transparency.
I feel this way sometimes about my stepchildren. I love their father SO MUCH and I love children in general, but having two sons, 17 and 13 come to live in my home has been a challenge to really love them. It is something to pray about everday.
Thanks again!
Posted by: Jennifer | June 03, 2008 at 07:20 AM
Wheww, I'm tearing up. My husband and I are thinking about adopting a baby (from Korea too). I already have 2 children, a boy and a girl. Most people say, "You have the perfect, beautiful family." But we keep coming back to the idea of sharing this beautiful family full of love with a little one that needs that love and needs a home. I could have more of my own kids if I wanted to, and unlike many women I loved being pregnant. But adopting a baby, that's a completely new and foreign idea, with all new emotions attached.
How did you and Carlos come to the decision to adopt? Did you think first about having more of your own biological children?
Posted by: Kristy Black | June 03, 2008 at 09:50 AM
Kristy, I am not going to ignore this question but will answer it sometime next week in a post. H
Posted by: whittakerwoman | June 03, 2008 at 10:40 AM
We have 4 bio kids, and a year ago, we adopted an almost 4 year old from China.
We had sponsored her and prayed for her for more than a year, so I just knew love would be easy and immediate, as it was with my birth kids.
Not so much. It was difficult, she felt like a stranger. She missed her foster grandparents terribly. We were sick. I was tired, I was busy, I was overwhelmed. She was underwhelmed by all the attention she was not getting.
People I trusted who had been through adoption assured me that I would eventually love her as I did my other kids.
A little more than a year later, it is so much better. We're not all the way there yet, but so much closer than we were.
It took a lot of prayer, and it took carving out time to be with just her. My husband took over with the other kids occasionally so I could spend time with her.
If you're considering adoption, find a support group with other parents who will be as honest with you as Heather has been.
It's not always pretty, but so worth the effort.
Posted by: Rebecca | June 03, 2008 at 01:47 PM
Heather - that was awesome. Thanks SO much for your honesty, it is incredibly refreshing!! I love reading your blog for this reason. Even though we've never even really met (outside of walking past you a few times at BC), I feel like I learn so much and am so inspired by watching you through blogworld as a wife and Mom. When my time comes to be a Mom, I want to sit and pick your brain!! Thanks for sharing your heart.
Posted by: Jill | June 03, 2008 at 03:04 PM