Monday, April 30, 2012

A Pinterest Party?

It's no secret that I love to craft.

I love sewing. I love mod podge. I love baking (it's a craft to yo). I love it all. From DIY to just plain paper crafts.

Since I have started my business, I find it hard to make time to just craft for me. And of course as a mom, by me I mean my house, my hubby, my kids and myself. When there are orders and shows and a shop to stock up for, it is tough to find time to do it for yourself. Especially when there are dishes piling up and you can't justify one more minute in the studio.
On occasion, I will need to make a prototype for a new product. At which time the kids are ecstatic. This weekend was a new little girls handbag that should be making it's debut at a MOPs boutique next month.

In the meantime, I have this list or pinboard, a mile long with projects I want to whip up. Oh, what a problem to have haha. But seriously these projects taunt me. I want to do it now!

Then...I read this post "Have a Pinterest Party" . Say what Kara-Noel?!? You my friend, are a genius. You and your friends that threw the original party. Geniuses.

I want to throw a Pinterest Party. Badly! It is the answer to my problem. My craft addiction problem that is.

Who's in? If I had a pinterest party who would want in? This is no joke y'all. A party is coming soon.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

No room for her there?

 It's getting close. We could be foster parents soon. Like in a month or two soon.

This Saturday we finished up our final training class. Next on our to do list is CPR/First Aid certification (which we have scheduled for this Saturday). Then we wait for a call from our adoption worker to schedule a home study. After the home study we will be fully certified and ready to go.

We have been told that as soon as we are certified we should be ready for a call. There are so many kids in the system that we could be certified and have our first placement in the same day.

The agency we are using has received over a thousand calls this month. Each call represents a child. A child who has been taken out of his/her home and has no where to go. The system is overloaded with kids. There aren't enough homes.

After finishing up the training and learning about what these kids have gone through. How it makes them feel. What it does to their innocent little selves. The thought of a child sitting in the back seat of a social workers car, hearing one call after another "you don't have a home?", "No room for her there?", "We will call the next agency". My stomach is turning. These poor children. These poor helpless babies.

I don't know about you but the thought of the kids without homes keeps me up at night. If only there was something we could all do.

I've done the research, I've heard how hard this is. I know being a foster parent isn't for everyone. So say that you have thought about it (please think about it) and decided it's not for you. Not for your family. What can you do to help this huge number of children?

1. Be a respite home. Get licensed and be a home a child could be placed while they are looking for a more long term family. It is emergency foster care. You may have a child for 24 hours to 30days.

2. Volunteer at a children's home. Many children's homes are entirely understaffed with little help from the community. Go to your local group home, if your community has one, and see what you can do. It may be something as simple as reading or playing games with the kids.

3. Hire an older Foster child. It is so common for kids who come into the system at an older age to "aged out of the system". They are on their own and aren't prepared to survive alone. Make a conscious effort to hire teen foster kids and get them on the right path for survival alone. Keep in mind that it is estimated that 20-40% of todays homeless people were once foster children.

4. Donate. Whether this means donating items to a foster mom or group home or donating to agencies. Use the resources you have to give to the kids who do not.

5. Ask. If you don't know what you can do, call a state worker or foster agency and find out what they could use your help in doing. There is a great need for homes, support and loving people just like you.

Monday, April 9, 2012

Post-Partum junk

This morning as I laid snuggling Talon, I was overtaken with joy and love. I just laid there breathing him in, savoring the moment. As I looked at his sweet dreaming face, I thought back to his first few months. Tears began to flow. Not the happy kind. 

You see, most people look back to the beginning months and it is all happy and rainbows and unicorns. Or something like that. For me, with Talon, it was not. I had postpartum depression. A phrase that brings me such shame and embarrassment. A term that is so taboo. Even as we have learned so much about it, people make so many assumptions when you say those words. Hurtful things. I had one woman ask if I wanted my baby do you ask someone that? No, I did not want him dead. Not even a little. I wanted him. I wanted happy mommy time.

What I did feel, was a lack of love. I remember one day just staring at him and thinking, I feel nothing for this child. Saying those words now destroys me. My sweet boy, who I am so in love with, that I cannot get enough of, I felt nothing. I cannot even put into words the amount of love I feel for him now. I cannot tell you how much I look back on the first few months and weep. Wishing I could get it back, wishing it wasn't wasted.

It didn't start that way. I loved him from the first day I held him. I take that back. I loved him before he was even born. I loved him so much. I brought him home and life was wonderful. My family was perfect. And then, at about 3 weeks. I don't know what happened. Things just changed. The love for him and myself was gone.

I never thought about hurting him or myself. I still cared for him. Just as well as I cared for Rhiannon. I nursed him, I bathed him, I changed him. He was happy. He was easy going. HE was perfect. I was not. I felt like a failure. I felt like he deserved more. I felt like Rhiannon and Steven deserved more. I thought they should have someone who was so much better than me. I was nothing. I was horrible. I deserved to die. I never thought of suicide, I was too afraid of the eternal consequence. I guess that fear speaks that maybe I did think about it. It was NEVER an option though. On countless nights however, I prayed that God would just end my life right then. I didn't care where He sent me. Hell was probably the better fit. That's where I should be.

I was lucky to recognize what I was going through, I should have spoke sooner. I dealt with it for a month without saying a word. I was lucky enough to have a husband who saw it. And a doctor who acted quickly. I was put on anti-depressants and after a few weeks felt great. I was me again. And this baby, oh this baby. I loved him. I loved him like no other.


It was only a couple months that  I went through this. But that was too much. That was a time I can't get back. A time with my babies that I cannot fix. A time that still breaks me.


I am so glad that I we caught it. That God revealed it to us. That He held me through those times. That He kept us safe. That He mended my brokenness. PostPartum is no joke. It is scary and devastating. Pay attention to the signs. Do not be ashamed of it. Talk to someone. Tell your doctor.  Do not wait. It is valuable time. You are worth the help.

Friday, April 6, 2012

Coffee Talk: Guilty


If we were to sit and chat over coffee today, I would start by telling you how excited we are for this weekend. Easter is such a fun time for us. I'd probably  invite you to join in on the fun at our church. If you have kids, I'd make sure you knew how much I'd love for them to come to our Easter Egg hunt.
Last years hunt
After we chatted about our Easter plans, I would tell you about the classes and training we have had for foster care so far. I might tell you about some of the sad stats and laws we have learned of. We would both be in tears.

If I was to be really honest and real with with you, I would tell you how the more prepared we are and the closer we get, the more guilt I have about my relationship changing with my own kids. How scared I am for how much their world is about to change.

I would tell you how the age difference between Talon and the new baby will be about the same but how the amount of attention a foster baby will require is going to be so much different. So much greater.

This is where I would need your shoulder to cry on. This is where I would likely fall apart. I would tell you how I know this is Gods plan and I know He will work it out but that my heart is still aching for my babies. How all I can think about is the idea of my comforting and loving on a new baby and my poor children wanting their mommy back.

I would probably finish the talk on the topic by laughing at myself and the idea that I think I know what's going to happen when clearly God has this all worked out. How I know He wouldn't have called me to it of He didn't know my kids and I could do it.

Then, I would sit and listen to what's going on with you. So tell me, what's happening on your end?

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

E is for...

Today's quilt is brought to you by the letter E.

When I got the e-mail about this quilt I was so excited. A friend of mine wanted a quilt for her baby girls nursery. The only requirements were that she wanted it Purple, Green, maybe some white....and oh yes, it needed to have Elephants.

The story behind the elephants? The babies name is Ellie, they call her Ellie the Elephant. I die. Can you handle the cuteness? No? Me either.

So here is the finished product. Complete with a matching polka dot pleated pillow.

I am so enjoying making quilts lately. I am also reallllly hoping to start Rhiannon's soon, which may include a tutorial. We will see.

What is your favorite type of project to work on?

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Resurrection Rolls

It is so easy to get caught up in the fun of special holiday and forget to reflect on the actual meaning behind that special day. Why not take the significant stuff and make it fun for our kids.

This year, in order to keep the focus of Easter on Jesus, we made resurrection rolls. They are a simple and tasty way to walk your little ones through the story of Easter.

So go gather up your ingredients. All you will need is:

Marshmallows (however many rolls you will be making, we did 8)
Crescent Rolls
Cinnamon Sugar

Preheat your oven to 350 degrees. While your oven preheats begin sharing about Jesus' death on the cross.

Line your baking sheet with parchment paper and then place your crescent rolls onto the sheet. You will want them separated based on their pre-cut triangles. As you lay them out, explain that the dough is like the cloth that they wrapped Jesus' body in.

Now for the hands on part, which my kids love. Give them their marshmallow and explain that it represents Jesus. It is white and pure, to show that Jesus was without sin.

Have the kids cover their marshmallows in butter to represent the embalming oils.

Then take their covered marshmallow and roll it around in the cinnamon sugar which symbolizes the spices that were used to prepare his body for burial.

Now place your marshmallows in the "cloth". Make sure to close them up securely. Remember that this represents how they wrapped Jesus' body.

Place your rolls in the oven which will represent the tomb. Bake for 12 minutes.

While you wait for your rolls, read John20:1-18.

Remove your rolls from the tomb. Open them up and see that the marshmallow is gone.

Jesus is Risen!

Monday, April 2, 2012

Crafting it Up

With Easter right around the corner, the kids and I have been working hard to cutesy up the house. One of the projects we have done, is a cute Easter egg banner.

She is intense.
 We started up by ripping up lots and lots and lots of colored paper.

Once the paper was all torn up, we pasted it to sheets colored paper. Try and cover the whole page, if you can't it's ok since you are using a pretty color background.

Once our paper was all covered and dried, I drew a few eggs on the back and then cut out our egg shapes.

I had Rhiannon help me put them in an order that was most appealing to her little eyes. We punched holes in the tops and then threaded yarn through the holes. Which is also a great project for fine motor skills.

Sorry, no pictures of those steps. I promise you will figure it out though :)

We hung our banner on our fire place for all to enjoy. This was a fun project and a great way for us all to do something crafty together.

Check back tomorrow for a fun recipe to prepare the kids for Easter.

P.S. I am linking up at Made with Love Monday

Sew Chatty


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