Resisting Suburbia

Ahhhh. Finally.

We have a contract on the house. We have a contract on a new house. An acre in suburbia. An entire acre. I won't know what to do with myself. I'm hoping the kids will run around the yard for hours a day and collapse into their beds at night like perfect angels. Nice deam right?

I've been doing alot of dreaming lately. I'm hoping this will be our last move. The place where we raise our kids and retire. I'm dreaming of gardening and greening up the house (rain barrels anyone?)

I'm no longer thinking about foster parenting. It's kind of nice. No social worker visits. No court dates. Just us and our crazy, loud, boisterous kids. My family.

I haven't been posting much here at Celebrating All Families. I don't know if I will continue to update here..... But I have started chronicling our new family adventures at http://resistingsuburbia.blogspot.com/

A Year of Seizures

It's been a year since Charlie starting having seizures. I remember clearly how scared I was that first time. My barely one year old baby boy shaking, not a ble to breathe, those minutes seemed like a lifetime of worry. Now seizures are so commonplace in our life we barely stop for one. Even on two different seizure medications twice a day Charlie still has seizures regularly.

This Memorial Day weekend, like last year, Charlie was sick with a fever. Fevers are his biggest trigger. The seizures are bigger and more numerous if his temperature goes up. Today I'm alternating between Ibuprofen and Acetimenophen to try to keep the seizures away.

We Couldn't All Be Cowboys

Looked at more houses this week. I figured out why I am so scared of the suburbs. I think the city values it's unique individuals. Freaks are an important part of city culture, I'm afraid of moving to a place that values sameness.

There have been many times in my life when I've refined my goals and set new ones. This time though I'm having a hard time balancing the needs of an entire family and how that fits into what we want collectively and what each one of us needs. Layers of complication.

Mortgages and hope

We're kind of stuck in a holding pattern here....hoping someone will buy our house....hoping a house we love comes on the market. In the mean time we busy ourselves with what little control we do have. Today we're getting preapproved for another mortgage so we're ready when the universe is ready for us. We spend time every day fighting a losing battle to keep the house "showable" with three little ones underfoot.

I'm changing the lightbulbs to brighter ones, I'm painting touchups over nicks in the walls.

I'm dreaming of chicken tractors and worm bins. I'm plotting how many apple trees I'll plant in the new yard. I'm pouring over Realtor.com listings hoping for something new.

I'm putting it out to the universe.....and waiting to see what comes back.

Field Trip

Today was Josie's school field trip to the zoo. We had a great time. It's not very often (never really) that I get one on one time with any of my kids. It's really calm and wonderful. I wonder if this is what it's like for someone with one child. Wow.

It also makes me realize how over my head I am most of the time. People who have children by childbirth and not adoption might end up with one special needs child. I have three. I choose three. This is ALOT of work.

It's nice to have a day like today and slow down and enjoy the company of my child.

Farmers Market

Today is the first day of the season for our favorite Farmers Market. I've been up since 5:30 thinking about fresh strawberries and asparagus. You have to get there early or they'll sell out. We're planning on arriving 15 minutes before they officially open.


One day I'll have enough space to grow everything I want to eat.

Too Long....

It's been too long since I've updated this blog. Mainly because well....our drama has decreased! Since we're no longer foster parents our schedule is lighter....no more social worker visits, court dates...ahhhh.


We're looking at moving into a different house. My babies aren't babies anymore and they need more room to roam outside out of my hair. So much energy! It's crazy hard trying to keep our current home showable all the time. I think I wipe dirty handprints off the walls and windows daily.