So, It's been a long time.  More than a year, in fact.  And what a year it has been!  Hubs got home from Basic and Tech School, we moved, we became foster parents, I got a job, Hubs got accepted to Grad school.  I've been busy.

The most recent twist in our journey has put us on an unfamiliar road; We are supposed to adopt a little boy.

We started doing research as soon as we knew this is what our Heavenly Father wanted us to do.  It was a more direct nudge than some others he has given us, so it was nice to know we are doing what he wants us to right now.  But there is so much to know that it is scary!  We researched countries, agencies, foreign, domestic.  For some reason we know he's a little black boy so that narrows down our options a little.  How are we supposed to find one little boy in this wide wide world?! My first thought was Haiti: there must be need after the earthquake, right?  Well, they have age restrictions that we don't meet.  So we looked at Congo, but it is really hard to get exit visas right now.  Ethiopia, Ghana, Colombia, Ecuador.  Every country we researched had something that didn't work for our family.  Finally we found it.  Uganda.

More Research.  Agencies that work with Uganda, reviews of those agencies, comparing fees, International Home Study agencies and comparing those fees, fundraising ideas, waiting children lists, becoming aware of the corruption in Uganda and finding an agency we trust to avoid it.

Long story short, this is going to be a long road and we're just a couple months in.  And it is going to be EXPENSIVE.  We have raise 1/36th of the money we will need though!  Ok, lezbehonest.  We can't do this on our own people.  We need help.  Please click the button on the top left and help us bring our Lost-Boy home!

oh life!

So, here I sit, waiting for Hunk to come home from work, trying to entertain Muffin and just thinking.  So, here are some of my thoughts:

This mom stuff is TOUGH!  I never knew.  How did my mom do it?  I call her about every other day to ask her questions.  "um, Muffin's head looks leprous."  "What should I do when I find Muffin sucking on the dog?"  "How did YOU raise children that were well behaved?"  "Should I be worried if..."  Today I have a boy that needs held all the time because he has an ouchy mouth and a stingy rashy bum.  How do you moms ever get anything done with a cranky baby?  Don't get me wrong, I did stuff today.  Like, sit on the couch and watch "American Pickers" while I tried to calm and feed Muffin.  I worked on my awesome windows while he slept.  And what are we doing now?  Well, I am writing this and muffin has discovered a newspaper.  Best discovery since splashing!  Did I eat lunch? No. Did I exercise? No.  Do I have dinner in the oven for my hard-workin man? No.  Did I set up Visiting Teaching appointments, clean the bathroom, fold the laundry, or sew on my project? No.  ALL I did was strip half a window.  But really, is it?

Just because I didn't get everything on my list done today, doesn't mean I did nothing.  Muffin needed me today.  He needed a rock-a-bye, and more diaper changes than usual.  He needed the blowout scrubbed out of his shirt and undershirt.  He needed an extra snuggle with Mamma.  He needed to NOT be in his jumper on account of his poor bum.  So, do I feel bad about today?  Not really.  I wish the poor guy wasn't sick, but I am happy to take care of him.  I will trade good housekeeper for good momma any day. 

Sorry about dinner, love