Life with the kiddos has been pretty great!
By great I mean we have loved getting to know them and helping them get to know us. We haven't had any major issues and we are getting at least a little sleep.
Everybody told me that you get no sleep as a parent and I naively believed that was only parents of babies and toddlers.
My kids are 11 and 9 and, by some quirk of nature, I can not fall asleep unless I know they are asleep. And I wake up no later than 7am. If the kids haven't gotten up and knocked on the door for breakfast by then I'm still awake. Usually checking on them to make sure they're ok.
This weekend that meant I was up until 12:30am comforting them during the fireworks and then awake again at 6am because they were hungry and wanted me to cook breakfast.
Please don't misunderstand me. I am not complaining at all. Not even a little bit.
I am simply in awe of how much my life has changed in the span of one month.
That's how long I've known these kids. One month and two days.
On friday they move in permanently. All of their stuff will be here (including Steve, the bearded dragon belonging to my son) and we will finally stop the endless shuffle back and forth between foster homes and forever home.
Monday, July 11th, we sign the temporary custody paperwork.
That also happens to be our 7th wedding anniversary. Fried chicken and lemon cake for everybody! lol
Seriously though... someone pinch me. I can't even comprehend the blessings I've been given lately. My heart is so incredibly full it's bursting.