tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661996260329351614.post8801409758281518571..comments2024-03-26T06:02:03.493-04:00Comments on Pink Shoes: 20 Defining Moments of Being a Mama.maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00671635849994739359noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661996260329351614.post-47392649759134389122012-05-17T08:07:36.664-04:002012-05-17T08:07:36.664-04:00Thanks for the inspiration and prayers! I would sa...Thanks for the inspiration and prayers! I would say we are close to that peaceful point where we can just relax and let it be what was meant to be...whatever that is.beccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06740372060944842563noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661996260329351614.post-78797382887757074712012-05-15T20:14:08.520-04:002012-05-15T20:14:08.520-04:00Thank you Becca for coming by!!! It's so grea...Thank you Becca for coming by!!! It's so great to meet other people who have walked some of the same steps we've walked. I think the best thing that my husband and I did when we were going through the whole "process" was setting a time frame for ourselves. It helped me relax....a little. I just knew that if we set ourselves a one year time limit or whatever on whatever it was that I didn't have to feel the pressure to talk about something or decide something until that time limit came due. And if at that time, we needed more time--we set a new deadline. And during those time frames I think I was able to relax and process and figure out what I really wanted without a whole bunch of other "noise." Peace and prayers for you as you walk this road.....and protection from people who think they're saying something helpful and really it's just hurtful. I've been there girl!maggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00671635849994739359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661996260329351614.post-70978256341034704012012-05-15T20:09:43.517-04:002012-05-15T20:09:43.517-04:00What I love here Leeanne.....is "I decided th...What I love here Leeanne.....is "I decided that if I was going to have a child with diabetes, then I am going to be the best mom of a chid with diabetes that I can possibly be." I think I kind of took that approach with infertility and adoption too. "If I'm going to be an adoptive mom, I'm going to do adoption right. I'm going to tell everyone about it and promote it and be proud of it." I think that's such a healthy perspective for us moms to take. You're a great mom--I'm so happy to know you. :)maggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00671635849994739359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661996260329351614.post-31544616101339871722012-05-15T17:42:35.794-04:002012-05-15T17:42:35.794-04:00I, too, found you from Kelle's blog - amazing ...I, too, found you from Kelle's blog - amazing story. It gives me hope. My husband and I have tried for a baby since we first got married close to 2 years ago. We are leary in trying much for fertility treatments and are JUST finally getting to the point where we don't go into a {deep} depression for a few days after my cycle would start. We've finally decided, after talking with several other couples, that 2 years really isn't always that long to have trouble conceiving. We finally decided that we'll try for a few more years to have our own baby (cause really, who doesn't want to experience THAT miracle). No major fertility treatments - just prayers and hope and practice. And yes, we have decided that if it just doesn't work in a few years that we will start the adoption process. Cause we believe we are meant to be parents. We believe, now, that it will happen - how or when, well that's out of our hands. I believe that God laughs at our plans we make for our lives - cause He ultimately knows are plans, and they are usually WAY better. No, it's still not always easy, especially around occasions like Mother's Day when everyone dotes about how wonderful mommies are (and that is an understatement) and that's all you've wanted was to be one. Our priest said in his homily on Mother's Day that children are God's gift to parents. It made me think that maybe we have a little more work to do before God feels we deserve a gift. What ever it is, I am learning to be more patient, learning to pray more and discover what it is God still needs me to do, learning to refocus my attention on my husband and our marriage the way it is now, to embrace this time when it's just the 2 of us. I find inspiration reading about other people's trials and tribulations. This is the first blog I've come across that has a focus on adoption...and I'm hooked! And your family is beautiful! Thank you!beccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06740372060944842563noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661996260329351614.post-65381440309939943492012-05-15T15:11:49.698-04:002012-05-15T15:11:49.698-04:00One of my defining moments was when my son, Stephe...One of my defining moments was when my son, Stephen, age 10, was diagnosed with a disease. He had what we thought was the stomach flu. It was diabetes. He spent 3 days in PICU at U of M. While he was there, we were in shock, and being educated by the hospital staff on diet, injections, glucose monitoring, our life was taking a major turn. It was too much. It was overwhelming. I was scared and having a hard time doing anything but crying. After one of our "classes", I just remember saying to myself, "okay, I am the mom, I can do this. If I have a child with diabetes, then I am going to be the best mom of child with diabetes that I can possibly be." And although it was still hard, more hard than I could have imagined, I had a purpose, a direction and a goal. And I started moving away from the tragedy of the diagnosis and toward the best life for my son.YoungGrameehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02580051620971837420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661996260329351614.post-71048809635648884302012-05-15T00:15:06.715-04:002012-05-15T00:15:06.715-04:00Great list Maggie, and I love the first picture of...Great list Maggie, and I love the first picture of you two. So cute. I have several mom-defining moments. The first time you drop your baby off in the church nursery and *you* are the one that has to pick her up. She's mine. Those moments when my babies would cry and cry and cry for anybody else, but the second I took them, they were quiet and satisfied and secure. I'm a mom. But the most recent one I can think of is just a few weeks ago while with my cousin who has children all the same age as mine. Stuck in a two stalled bathroom (for the 3rd time in the day) with six kids between the two of us. Two strollers with two babies just barely squeezed in. Two jumping 5 and 6 year old girls, hopping up and down, up and down, up and down to each show the other how to reach the lever on the out of reach paper towel dispenser. And two 3 year old boys, switching the light, on, off, on, off, on, off, on, off.... We had no control. All we could do is laugh hysterically at the moment and know, WE HAD ARRIVED!Jill Speiernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661996260329351614.post-16326105931897281352012-05-14T21:17:34.875-04:002012-05-14T21:17:34.875-04:00Loved your list too!! Love the analogy of armor cl...Loved your list too!! Love the analogy of armor clattering to the floor. So true. Beautiful, friend!!BumbersBumblingshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15804403640550027122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661996260329351614.post-82199409629281181912012-05-14T20:50:21.282-04:002012-05-14T20:50:21.282-04:00Yes! NO ONE advocates for your kid except you! I...Yes! NO ONE advocates for your kid except you! I have had to get down right rude with doctors and specialists with all the UTI stuff we've gone through with Georgia. That is absolutely a defining moment.maggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00671635849994739359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661996260329351614.post-32593344596048529462012-05-14T20:49:15.068-04:002012-05-14T20:49:15.068-04:00So good to have you Amy! Adoption is amazing........So good to have you Amy! Adoption is amazing.........and I feel so honored to have been able to do it. It is truly life-changing.maggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00671635849994739359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661996260329351614.post-64483024558274113342012-05-14T19:16:33.778-04:002012-05-14T19:16:33.778-04:00One of mine was when A wasn't able to take a b...One of mine was when A wasn't able to take a bottle and really wasn't able to nurse well and we had about 3 weeks until school started. She was nursing almost constantly. We knew something was wrong and had the referral to Mary Free Bed but it was taking forever for everything to get approved. I was just sitting and waiting for them to push it through and school was coming closer and closer. Then I realized that I was the one who had to make this happen. I was so worried about being a PITA to the insurance company that I forgot that this was my job now. To be her advocate.Courtneynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661996260329351614.post-18426328880235216682012-05-14T17:34:53.862-04:002012-05-14T17:34:53.862-04:00I found your blog through Kelle Hampton's blog...I found your blog through Kelle Hampton's blog and I have to say: I love it. I've always admired parents that have adopted; it seems like such a privilege. Who knows if I'll adopt someday [I would love to]... I guess I just wanted to thank you for sharing your story. I'm excited to continue reading!Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09818011995837466523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8661996260329351614.post-32320268981963588752012-05-14T17:13:27.989-04:002012-05-14T17:13:27.989-04:00Way to go on your "Bloom" debut!
Twistin...Way to go on your "Bloom" debut!<br />Twisting this a litle bit...I think being a mom has offered up a defining moment as a teacher...How lucky am I that at this very moment, I'm teaching kids that are the same age as one of mine. I relate to them on a more personal level. They know my kids because I talk about them all the time. I know how exciting it is when they tell me they have a soccer game...or when Daddy is coming home from a long trip...or when their mom checks in on them because they had a rough morning and they want to make sure it doesn't trickle over into their school day...or when they have a successful moment and I get to tell their parents...or when they've had a rough day at school and their behavior is nothing to brag about, but it just slips off my shoulders and I move on. Years ago, it would have ruined my day, but now, I know that tomorrow is a different day, a differet mood, a new chance, because tha's what I've learned as a mom.My Sunny Momentshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00771893324255925831noreply@blogger.com