I’ll admit it. My blog has been quite boring lately. I’ve been trying to squeeze out posts that are important to me, but then everything else gets left sitting around in my head, destined to be forgotten in the shuffle of life. And reading other blogs? Oh I’m so very, very behind. I love reading and commenting on other blogs but I’m afraid all of that has taken a back seat to the happenings in my “real life.”
So what exactly have I been doing lately? Well, I have begun leading an advocacy group in my community that will work to create social change through interactions with members of congress and the media. It’s a lot of work, but something I am deeply passionate about. I’ll have some more exciting details to share about that soon.
But we’re also knee-deep in trauma/adoption/autism issues with Big Brother. We are finally, however, finding the light at the end of the tunnel and are finally in a good place. For the last couple of months, things were pretty rough. Flashbacks, regression and constant violent outbursts dominated our days and nights. I’m not in a place right now to even begin to put my thoughts into words about all that has transpired, but I will at some point in time.
It’s just part of the job. In fact, here’s a great post by another adoptive mother that sums up my thoughts exactly and might give you some insight into why we keep marching happily along in times of great darkness.
So what exactly am I rambling about today? Well, I guess I just wanted to a chance to show off my babies. After all, they are the reason I awake each morning with a smile on my face and the reason I advocate for those around the globe who have no voice. They put the passion in my heart. So excuse me while I do the mom thing and drown my blog with their cuteness