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“Happy Sun, Beautiful Moon”

10.6.14

Buried in the (over)loaded suitcase in my dining room is something I’m pretty excited about.

Having seen how deep breathing and stretching helps our littlest learn how to relax and regulate, I wanted to take something to China this time to help the little ones there do a little bit of this…and maybe their caregivers too.

There’s a story behind the story…as their always is. There’s a boy at the orphanage only a little younger than my daughter. He can sing songs like a rockstar and thought a video on my phone of Lydia climbing up a pole was downright hilarious. If she were there with me last spring, they would have been buddies. His name means Happy Sun. Her Chinese name means Beautiful Moon. 

So, in honor of the sweet ones who wait and the sweet ones who have already come home, the book began.

We’ll try it out on this trip and see what needs to be tweaked in it to make it a more useful tool. I’m hoping it works for them…and I’m hoping the translations are correct.

It is time to eat page

Cool the soup page

It can almost reach the sun page

Beautiful moon page

Drink the soup page

At least my little Beautiful Moon seems to like it. Clearly, the stretching movement from side to side is a fave–hence the blurry picture.

Lydia with book
3 more days

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Posted by Kelly the Overthinker
Filed Under: China, Orphans, The Sparrow Fund

6 more days {feeling crazy}

10.3.14

6 more daysMy dining room has been a storage unit for several weeks now. It felt like an Amazon box arrived daily with some other goodie to add to the growing mountain of supplies. Every time the doorbell rang alerting us to another package at the door, I was celebrating…a celebration that eventually was paired with nail biting as I started to worry about how all these awesome supplies (oh, like over $700 worth!) were going to make it over there. Since I actually do want to take some clothing with me and one team member (a dude, of course) wants to only take a carry-on, I found someone willing to part with an old suitcase and decided I’d make that the supply case and check it under his name.

SuitcaseCan you just admire this for a minute with me?

Yeah…

I have a lot of gifts; but spatial skills is not one of them. So, yeah, I was feeling pretty darn awesome last night when I got every last crib mirror, sticker roll, toothbrush, and stacking cup in this bag and was able to zip it up. And, I’m sure you can also imagine then my face when we weighed my packing masterpiece and it was about 5 lbs. over the weight limit.

Oh, it will all get there, mind you. If I have to strap crib mirrors to each arm and leg and claim they are a new fashion trend, I will do that. But, seriously, over the weight limit? And, I still have some little spaces in there to fit a few more Little People figures.

Ugh.

My nails are embarrassingly short. I’m justifying their length by reminding myself that whenever I go to China, they always break anyway. But, the reality is, I’m at the stage of my journey when I find myself thinking something along the lines of “What the heck am I doing?”

Yeah, something truly that eloquent.

It would be so much easier to just stay home. I have four pretty young kids still who need me everyday. My husband is fully capable but leaving him for 12 days to fend for himself with these very demanding housemates is not the easiest thing. I’m missing some events that I really would have liked to be here for. Two kids have school pictures when I’m gone [I know that is a ridiculous thought to come into play here but I’m just being honest]. Oh, and the 13 hour plane ride? I mean, really; I’m literally going to the other side of the planet.

What in the world am I doing??? 

There goes another nail.

It happens every time. 6 days out…maybe I’m a little bit of an overachiever this time. Normally, it’s more like 2 days before I go.

Allow me a little space to preach to myself a bit, because I need it.

Here’s why I’m doing what I’m doing.

Baoji park pic

Here’s why I’m doing what I’m doing.

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Here’s why I’m doing what I’m doing.

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Here’s why I’m doing what I’m doing.

team pic with flags

Here’s why I’m doing what I’m doing.

Lydia book in orphanage1

He’s why I’m doing what I’m doing.

6 more days.

 

 

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Posted by Kelly the Overthinker
Filed Under: China

God music

10.1.14

setyourmindonthingsaboveHe was two years old when we first started jamming to what our kids eventually termed “God music.” I had no smart phone then; cds were futuristic in and of themselves. I’d load up our minivan with a toddler, a newborn baby, and my coffee and what seemed like 200 bags of some sort and we’d listen to Him as we went to the grocery store or drove to the playground or made our way to some playgroup or Grandma’s house.

A funny thing happened though. On the rare occasion that I was alone (I know, shocking), I was still listening to God music. When I was making dinner, I was singing God music—and not in a I-can’t-get-Let-it-Go-out-of-my-head sort of way. I was engaging with God’s word, memorizing His promises, thinking of His message to me…through some cds I bought for the kids.

10 years later, and we’re still listening to our God music. In fact, Seeds Family Worship just released their newest CD last week—The Word of God. It’s a little more grown up than some of their earlier cds which is perfect because we’re all a little more grown up ourselves around here.

One track has pretty much been on repeat in my iTunes for the last week—“Your Life is Hidden”/Colossians 3:2-3. After…maybe…the 134th time listening to it, this genius has memorized the verse that is the only words in the whole song. And, there’s something pretty awesome about that because it’s always with me. So, no matter if I’m driving or shopping or on the phone or reading or coming or going or whatever…it’s there, ready for me to quickly pull out of that mental file cabinet when I need it.

Collossians 32-3

A husband and wife team—Philip and Jessica Morlan—sing the song together which I love because without even using words, their voices share how the truth in those two verses is for me alone but also for us as a couple. I have died to myself and now my life is hidden with Christ in God; likewise, we have died to ourselves together and we are together hidden with Christ in God.

In a perfect world, every couple would know this song. For now, I’ll be happy with every couple at Together Called knowing this song.

MorlansPhilip and Jessica Morlan have 5 children, 2 of whom joined their family via adoption. They are passionate about connecting families to Jesus through God’s Word and teaching families how to disciple the children God has placed in their family. Philip is in full-time ministry with Seeds Family Worship as Ministry Director and Family Pastor. Jessica is a home school mom and also works rocks it as the Ministry Coordinator with Seeds Family Worship. And, this March, they are heading up North from their happy place in Tennessee to plant some seeds at Together Called and connect all of us to Jesus through praise and worship.

I can’t wait to meet them. And, I can’t wait for the God music. My kids are going to be so jealous.

Another reason to be counting down the days…

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Posted by Kelly the Overthinker
Filed Under: Reviews, The Sparrow Fund

How to build a Lego Rocketman

9.29.14

This is how we spent our afternoon.

I am the videographer. Drew is everything else.

Anyone want to join us in a how-to series? I have a feeling I’m going to making more of these.

#lifeofaLegomom

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Posted by Kelly the Overthinker
Filed Under: Drew, Everyday life

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