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Archives for April 2013

Behind the scenes

4.28.13

baseball

Sometimes what’s going on behind the scenes is more exciting than the main show on the field.

Our field is pretty exciting right now. The Sparrow Fund’s annual fundraiser starts in a few days. I’m traveling next weekend to speak at an event in Maryland. Mark’s preparing for a trip to China in about 2 1/2 weeks. Our calendar has been full as we continue to meet with folks daily as we put together a team of supporters for full-time purposeful work. And, we’ve had a lot of ball games lately.

As exciting as all that is, I gotta say, I’m more excited about what He’s doing behind the scenes, how He’s working in us and through us in ways we don’t even know, how He’s confirmed our calling, how He’s preparing me for the next season, how He’s unifying Mark and I even more, how He’s working in others to rally them to be a part of our sending team, the little details that we’ve seen come together thus far. I can’t always see that stuff on the main field everyday, but I see glimpses of it. That’s the stuff that energizes me to keep on going with all the other things—that and some good coffee every so often.

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Posted by Kelly the Overthinker
Filed Under: posts I can't really tag, words about faith

What’s fair {for the brother or sister of a child with special needs}

4.26.13

Tell your mom I need to talk to her before you leave.

Please tell me I’m not the only mom who receives that message from her child and sinks a little. Come on. I figure either (a) someone wants me to do something (which I likely won’t want to do) or (b) my kid did something (that I likely don’t want to hear).

I shouldn’t overthink everything.

It wasn’t a or b. He told me this:

I joined the kids at recess today to play kickball and was so in awe of your daughter. One of our autistic kids wanted to play but didn’t get it. His aide was there helping him, but it just wasn’t working. He’d kick the ball but couldn’t grasp what to do next. Ashlyn was amazing; she went right up to him, stood by home plate, and told him to hold her hand. She ran with him around the bases. The aide and I were stunned. It was just amazing, and I just wanted to tell you that.

sibling special needsI remember a time (okay…many times) I overthought something else. We have a son with some special needs. For years, our family has ebbed and flowed by his needs. Is that fair to our other children? Enter adoption, a special needs adoption, and the addition of another child (this time by choice) who would have some special needs that would require a bit more from us. How would this affect our son who already had his own struggles? What about our other two? Was this fair?

When that teacher shared that one little story, I realized I had always asked the wrong question. It’s not about being fair. That question itself implies that our “average” kids were losing out on something, denied something owed them. There’s a better question: Is it right?

Is it right for our children to learn to be flexible, to learn that their needs don’t always come first? Is it right for our children to learn that God has made each one of us differently and uniquely? Is it right for our children to learn to defend the weak and come alongside the hurting? Is it right for our children to learn to die to themselves for the sake of another?

We’re a family. We’re all here, each one of us with unique needs, some a bit more challenging than others, but we’ve all got unique needs. From my vantage point as I count the heads around our dinner table and tuck each one in at night, it’s all just right.

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Posted by Kelly the Overthinker
Filed Under: adoption, why can't they just stay little forever

What I really want for Mother’s Day

4.22.13

Dear family,
Mother’s Day is only 20 days away. I know you’re counting down to it. While I’m sure you’ve already made some big plans, just thought I’d give a little direction because that’s what mom’s do; we give directions.

Flowers and fresh strawberries and gift certificates—they are all great. Really. But, honestly, it won’t take much to make me happy this year.

I want a coffee, fixed just the way I like it. I want it the perfect shade of creamy coffee color with just a sprinkling of Splenda. I want it so hot that I can cup one of my favorite Disney World mugs in my hands and feel the warmth while I sit for a while and sip.

(the adorable card from Jane at HappyDappyBits, an Etsy seller likely an amazing mom herself)

(the adorable card from Jane at HappyDappyBits who is likely an amazing mom herself)

While I’m sitting and sipping in my pjs with my perfect cup of coffee, here’s what I don’t want. I don’t want you to tell me I’m the best mom ever. The world is a really big place. And, since the beginning of time, there have been a lot of moms—surely more than a gazillion. And, I’m fairly certain that this mom sitting seeking peace over a cup of coffee is not the best one ever. I can think of a few right off the bat who were pretty amazing—Laura Ingalls’ mom, okay so I can’t remember her name but, she was amazing. Maybe the fact that I can’t remember her name right away adds to her amazing-ness. Martin Luther’s wife Katie, she raised 6 biological children, 4 adopted children, and was known to still teach the masses who her theologian husband brought into her home. Yeah, she was pretty awesome and the supermom incarnate in the 1500s. Naomi from the book of Ruth, not only a great mom but an amazing mother in law. I mean, seriously.

I’m not the best mom ever—thank you, Pinterest, for that reminder daily. But, I want to be a good mom. Can you tell me that this Mother’s Day? Tell me I’m a good mom and one specific reason you think I’m a good mom. If you all can do that, I’ll have 5 good reminders to cling to when Pinterest says nanny-nanny-boo-boo to me, and I find myself wilting a little. Just each one of you tell me one thing I’m doing right as your mom, one specific thing. That’s what I want.

And, my coffee; don’t forget my perfect cup of coffee.

That’s all.

Mom

best mom ever card

 

What do you want for Mother’s Day? Write about it and share it here.

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Posted by Kelly the Overthinker
Filed Under: holidays, Kelly

A Gift for Little Tree {you need to kickstart this}

4.21.13

I had this problem. I didn’t go into baby stores, so I went to a nursery and I looked for a plant that would be a nice gift, thinking maybe a rose bush, something safe. But, what I found was something that changed my life; I found an apple tree. . . .it had three different apples on the branches.

That’s when the hair on my arms stood up and I sat up straight in my chair, because I’ve been there.

I remember escaping from a crowded room to hide the tears when another friend announced she was pregnant. I remember sitting at our kitchen table with my face in my hands, sobbing as my husband sat beside me after Bible Study when another couple made their announcement. I remember crying with my mom over lunch when even our waitress had the round belly I longed for. It was one of the hardest seasons of my life.

Gift for Little Tree adoption bookThe way Colleen described how she found the “adoption tree” and the invitation she received years ago to write the story of that tree—just made me want to sit down with her in a quaint coffee shop somewhere on a corner in California where she’s from and talk life. 

The children’s story that Colleen originally wrote as an adoption gift for her friend grew to be the parable that changed her own heart and life forever. The embrace of love in adoption as she put into words in A Gift for Little Tree helped Colleen see for the first time that she too could truly love a child grafted into their family via adoption. Eleven months later, she and her husband adopted a baby girl and, 9 years later, their son through the loving arms of their children’s birthparents.

And, life has never been the same. She is now the Director of Outreach and Development for Bethany Christian Services for the San Francisco Bay Area. Now, 18 years after the first writing of her story, she’s desiring to see it used to touch families—birth families, children, and the grafted families with all different apples.

I can tell you right now, since I got a sneak peek at a draft of the book, my Princess of Everything Apples and I adore it. Right now, it’s simply a draft, begging to be printed and spread out on the bookshelves, night stands, and coffee tables of families everywhere. And, I so want to see that happen.

Head over here to the Kickstarter page where Colleen is raising the funds needed to get this sweet book printed. Consider giving $25 at least—that will get you a signed hardcopy of the book signed by Colleen. I’d so like to give $1,000 and hang out with Colleen and her family for the tree planting at their family ranch house. Can someone just give $1,000 and invite me to go with them?

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Filed Under: adoption, Reviews

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