I pray for you so often baby boy. Every time I think of you. I pray that God protects you, that He blesses you, He keeps you, He makes His face shine upon you. I pray for your resilience and that you’re supernaturally protected from the loss of being moved; that you never once question […]

One month ago today, I went about my day in a daze. I remember that I held the boy who made me a momma for his last two naps he’d take in our home, we took a million photos and videos of him, and played a new game we discovered where we’d poke our head […]

I’m finding that while walking through grief, it’s easy to start feeling guilt and regret. And while I don’t think either are healthy or helpful, there are some things that I regret that I want to be productive with. I never once thought of how little man’s mom must have been feeling after her children […]

There’s a place in my photo stream on my phone where he suddenly doesn’t appear any more. A photo of his little hand in mine, wearing his tiger romper from old navy, sitting in his car seat from the day we made the painful 20 minute drive to his new foster family’s home. As the […]

I needed a creative outlet and something to add a little joy to our home in the midst of so much pain, so I splurged and created the coziest pinterest-esque front porch for fall this year. 😍

t is well. The hymn I sang before every nap and every bedtime. Permanently in the spot where his little head fit so perfectly in my arms. A reminder that even in a season like this, it is well. // When peace like a river attendeth my way When sorrows like sea billows roll Whatever […]

A year ago we had two sweet girls with us. They were only with us for 5 days, they pushed us way out of our comfort zone and they left with little warning. I don’t remember why we were on the floor for this photo. I don’t remember a ton from those five days, but […]

It’s been 11 whole days since we said goodbye. My soul aches and I’d give anything to have him back in our home. I try to keep myself busy, but it seems like everything I do makes all the memories flood my brain. Like going to Hobby Lobby this week. He had sat in the […]

It’s been 49 hours. Each hour that passes crushes my heart more and more because the reality sets in that we don’t get to go pick him up; he doesn’t know we aren’t coming back. I’ve tried to keep my mind busy so I don’t dwell on that fact but there’s only so much I […]