COVID19…How are You Maintaining????

Does this feel like a dream to anyone else besides me??? We have been at home for about two weeks and yes I have most of the same gripes as other moms everywhere….my little boos’ are off schedule, eating up all the food, constantly on my leg (literally-the toddlers), and are a little grumpy about doing their schoolwork from home. And please lets not add the mass amount of cleaning that I do daily. Seriously, today alone I have vacuumed at least three times and it isn’t even four o’clock yet!

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However, even with all the uncertainty, chaos and adaption to a new normal, what I can say is that if nothing else, I see God redeeming the time. I am always feeling like I don’t have enough time with my family, I’m not being intentional enough with reaching out to people I know/care about, praying for others…like really interceding and going before God to just be with Him without rushing and not because I need something in that very moment, just to know Him…to hear Him, to feel connected to Him…

So, that’s how I am maintaining….

~By taking the time do to the things that felt time wouldn’t allow (ie, kickball games with kiddies, family walks)

~Creating a new schedule for our new normal

~Keeping our home clean ( I can think better when there is less clutter)

~Reaching out to others (text, social media)

~Prayer (been reading over and praying Psalm 91)

I pray safety and protection over you friends…and that you have the energy and space to maintain and thrive in a new normal<3

He Belongs…

So today was one of those days…the days where there is absolutely no reasoning with your toddler who is doing theee most, raising absolute hell with no regard for your sanity or schedule.

So let me give you a little bit of the backstory on our oldest toddler (by ten months). Big boy U is three years old, meets no stranger and if by chance, you even thought of telling him that I wasn’t his mama, you’d definitely have a fight on your hands. We brought Big boy U home with our family when he was just three weeks old. I know his biological mom and you can say throughout the years, I have tried to be a mentor/big sis to her. Unfortunately, she has had some struggles. Growing up in foster care, mental health, teenage pregnancy, drug addiction/abuse, and homelessness are just a few. So when we got the call that she had given child services our contact info due to her newborn needing a home or would be placed in foster care, I knew that we would be loving on this little baby.

But what I didn’t know was all that would come with him; the unexpected world wind that comes with dealing with foster care and the twist and turns that happen to a child who was exposed to illegal drugs and alcohol while in the womb. The first few months I literally had to put him on my chest to put him to sleep. He would cry and shake uncontrollably. After the first few days of this happening, I took Big boy U to the doctor. With a look of sympathy and a voice filled with confidence, the doctor told me that this was normal due to Big boy being exposed to drugs and alcohol throughout the pregnancy. He told me to hold him close to me, tightly, throughout these tremor episodes and eventually they would pass.

Honestly, these three years have been a little rough. Listen, I am so not used to all that goes in to this. Yes, we have a total of six children, but let the record show that I am the mom that can give my children the “look” and hey get their lives together. So for me to have to be in the midst of the extreme tantrums, anger, screaming, disobedience and sometimes hurt that can come from my sweet boy, I have totally been out of my hook-up. I’m not used to this. I’m not used to dealing with so much from such a small package….

So, I’m learning.

I am learning to be patient. I am leaning to be calm and consistent, even when my guy is in full meltdown mode.

I am learning to hold him close and allow him to adjust to my heartbeat when his is racing.

I am learning to speak in an even, kind tone although there is so much screaming happening all around me.

I am learning to redirect negative behaviors.

I am learning to advocate for my child, the ins and outs of IEP’s and to not take the stares and uncomfortable looks of others personally.

But most importantly, I am learning that there were no mistakes made. Without a doubt, I know that Big Boy U being our son is God ordained. He was meant to be with us. So learning to teach, love, discipline, advocate and redirect him with love, and without breaking his spirit, is my mission…not easy, but for sure, it belongs to me.