My boys, and Anber, are playing in the rain.
Alex is using all the skating helmets and knee pads to play super hero, while Anber runs around causing problems so that Alex has people to rescue.
Kirk and Barrett are playing “baby”, except that the baby they are pushing in the swing is a skateboard.
This is my life, and it is delightful.
It is also strangely and wonderfully good. Even the baby sleeps until seven now, and for the first time the children are able to play outside by themselves for a half hour or so without needing anything or being in crisis. Nathan and I have looked each other in the eye for whole entire conversations for the first time in four years. It has been good.
Our new yard is the same size, except deep instead of wide, minus the side yards where they currently can’t play anyway because we keep fighting poison ivy.
We have worked hard this week: all of our books are moved, and that is a relief. Half of our food storage is moved, and we brainstorming how to squeeze in the other half. All the children’s homeschool things and games are moved, which is another reason they are having fun in the rain today.
Jessica played in the rain until she got cold, which meant she just wanted to watch movies instead. Our kids like to play more than they like movies, so she bribed Mary to watch one with her, and they are now lost in the old musical Alice in Wonderland.
The baby is sleeping, for which I am grateful for a moment, and Nathan is out getting a hair cut and delivering boxes to the Post Office.
We got some formal and legit book review requests! Plus some to send out for marketing, so that’s all both exciting and terrifying. Even the ones who requested to review the book may not actually choose it, but we can send it and hope. If they do choose it, it would mean reviews (positive or negative, depending on what they think) in national newspapers, magazines, radio shows, and television.
We know we have done our best, and hope it is a seed that can keep growing and helping our family while raising awareness for other children who also need help… and maybe encouraging some parents who, like us, are a complete mess and frighteningly overwhelmed by trying their hardest to love and care for these little ones who have so many needs.
We also tried to be super sensitive to the biological families, because we do love and support them. Even though we cannot change the choices the parents made, some of the parents are trying hard, and all of them love their children as best they can, and all of in our group have extended family that adore them and are very supportive. But the story that the children tell is part of our story, and it’s part of what needs sharing – even if just to help other foster-adoptive families know how to maintain connections to biological families when it is possible and safe to do so.
Ideally, we hope to also improve things for foster children and any child with special needs.
We are trying.
It’s hard work to change the world, even just one diaper at a time, especially on rainy days.