A study on home…

If you have never had an adoptive homestudy done, let me tell you that it’s sort of like having your belly sliced open leaving your guts there in the spotlight for all to see and analyze. Even leading up to that point though, the process of self in answering all of the questions and writing the biographies is intense. 
Half way through that, one evening, Chw looked at me and said “Wow, I never realized this about myself…” And to me, this made perfect sense. 
Pretty much, everyone should have to have a homestudy. 
There’s something about it that makes you be better, strive for better and believe in your family a little bit more. 
I can say this and know what I’m talking about because we’ve done them three times, and each time I feel just like this… 
Ironically, there were things (pre-this last homestudy) that we had decided to close the door on. One of these such things was growing our family any more. 
We felt tired and old. 
It just seemed exhausting and overwhelming… 
And then, this homestudy came and went and suddenly we felt renewed. 
What if we aren’t done quite yet? 
Heck, I’m on 36. Way too young to be headed in the last stretch towards empty nesting… 
So who knows what will happen. Maybe our path will be led to just the right kid, or kids, for us… Maybe this will just be the nudge we need into reapplying to be foster parents. 
Who knows… 
But the really weird part about it is- i am ok with not knowing… This crazy legal debacle of the past 8 months has reshaped me, in that way. Whatever the path, the husband and I are ready. :) 
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Smile, though your heart is breaking…

First off, i have to say that I do not have the copyright to that image. I have no idea why it’s saying I do, except that my laptop is having some “special” issues… 
Moving on… 
There is nothing more sad than having a sad husband. As heart breaking as a broken kid, or child tears can be, having a really sad and defeated husband is the worst. My husband is sad. It’s been that way for awhile now, but he went and got his hopes up about something and now it’s much worse. Part of the responsibility falls on his failure of a family- and I say failure though it is really just a lazy lack of effort and complete and utter selfishness on their part… Part of it is just life, timings, etc. 
I have no idea what to say, or how to be there for him. Well, that last part isn’t true. I am there for him… BUT I just feel like there needs to be more. There are people (it’s a bit of a growing list) that I want to chew out- on his behalf- for lying to him, using him, walking all over him, etc… But I bite my tongue. 
The downside is that now i am a bit sad to. 
Sending him out the door this morning cracked my heart a little bit… 
Love endures all things… This is only temporary… This too shall pass… 
Things I feel like I am reaffirming and trying to convince myself of- more and more as the days pass. 
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Eight…

Me-
– Designing the cover for my novel. :)
– editing… it never ends. (and I have not opened the manuscript in a month.)
– Rejoining my old craft club. Super excited about that.
– sessions for my really exciting photography project.
– working on my autobiography for our adoption home study. 
Reading-
– The new Emily Giffen book
The Unfinished works of Elizabeth D.
Love Does by Bob Goff
Us-
– our adoption homestudy
– Amanda comes home! (!!!!!!!!!)
– celebrating the six months we’ve missed with her, and all they entailed.
– School supply shopping! *Swoon*
– Company!!!! Company this weekend, company in a few weeks.
– Chw heads to TX because our beautiful Amanda is graduating AIT!
– hosting a couple of barbecues.

Heart-
– Reading Love Does by Bob Goff
– a couple of volunteer projects lined up, that I’m excited about.
– working with the amazing women who are contributing to my photography project. They are so good for my heart.

Create-
–  Our family Christmas Cards
– Genny and I are sewing a skirt together.
– Chw and I are building a new shoe wrack together. 
Home-
– the above mentioned shoe wrack. :)
– a few reorganization projects. 
Health-
– walking
– water (drinking and swimming in.)
– massage
– stretching. 
Love-
– hoping to have a date night, amidst the busy.
– back on track with weekly devotions.
– daily, quality time to connect. Even if it’s just for five minutes…

What are you up to this month? 

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Fifty Shades of Truth…

Oh man… 
This right here is a controversial can of worms on so many levels… 
Hopefully, if you have come across this blog post you will be able to read/hear my actual words and hold off on judgement. If not, than I hope you will be able to at least hold your tongue. 
Because, despite what some groups of people/bloggers are declaring across the internet- there are some truths about the Fifty Shades of Grey series that many uninformed are turning the other cheek to. 
Before I continue, I need to state that yes, i AM A CHRISTIAN. I am not ashamed of this. More than anything in the world, I freaking LOVE Jesus. 
And I read all three of these books. 
And no, I am not ashamed. 
So, whether you agree with my insight or not, I needed to spotlight that I am coming at this from the perspective of a 36 year old, happily married mom, and a Christian. 
We good? Ok… 
Whenever anyone learns I read these books, the first whispered quearion I get is “are they really that good?” Well, to that I say: Define good
These books are not the best written books on the market, but they really don’t need to be. 
The second thing I say is: They are not porn. 
There is a popular “gift book” series called Porn for Women. These cute little photo books feature attractive, shirtless men doing household chores. Their intent is funny… Funny because, though it is not often the case, a great deal of women are not visually stimulated by the idea of porn, like men are. The idea is that while a man may be attractive, it is him doing the dishes that is the actual turn on. They say a woman only need stand there and a man can have sex with her in his mind. There is a difference… 
While the 50 shades series does have some graphically depicted sex, I do not believe this is why they are so popular. I believe they are popular because they rip down a barrier and talk about things that women have been taught not to worry about. 
Don’t take my word for it though, do a little research. 
Since the E.L. James series began to spike in popularity, marriage counselors across the country have indicated a rise in couples wanting to spice up and save their marriages. Many of those counselors have publicly noted the positive impact that the books are having, primarily with women, and their response/change of heart regarding sex. 
This is huge. 
Speaking from a Christian standpoint recently, it has only been within the last 10 (or so) years that Christian authors have begun really pointing out that husband’s need sex and wives need to be better about meeting that need. I just read a book entitled Sacred Influence, which is a Christian perspective book, for wives, and in it- the author encourages women to be willing to get creative sexually with her husband. In an oppressed mindset though, what does that even mean? It’s a generalization like “dress more stylish.” Without an idea of what that could mean- it’s a fairly overwhelming idea. There is so much more to say about a lot of this, but my point is, non-fiction religious marriage books have been saying and saying this, but suddenly a bunch of house wives secretly read these poorly written twilight fan-fiction books and suddenly they wake up and are willing to listen because all of a sudden they “get it”. Like some form of a parable. 
Also, the desire to have sex WITH THEIR HUSBANDS (which is the opposite affect the standard romance novel has, as they lead women to find further disappointment in their husbands) has skyrocketed. 
How exactly is this is a bad thing? 
Back to the research… 
When the movie The Notebook was released, the conventional marriage saw quite the opposite effect. While, at the surface, it seems you have a beautiful love story about an elderly couple and their devoted life to one another- instead what you had was a movie inspiring unfullfilled women all over the country suddenly questioning where their first love was, and thanks to (then) myspace, (and now facebook) it was all too easy to rekindle that connection. Affairs were happening and women were abandoning their marriages in search of their own Noahs. 
How exactly was this a good thing? 
AND YET… A good deal of women will happily admit to loving the Notebook while also exclaiming, with disgust, that they would never read Fifty Shades of Grey
I think, all too often, someone (with good intentions) gets word of something trending (in this instance a piece of incredibly popular erotic fiction) and they try to use their voice to spare others before something awful happens. What ensues though, is often ignorant judgement. Why ignorant? Because your opinion on the subject is based on here say, and fear… 
So here’s how it is for me: 
– I DO NOT read erotic fiction. 
– I was sexually abused. 
– as a result, I tend to not really feel comfortable with sexual content in ANY platform of entertainment. 
– I do not read romance books either. I find them shallow and unrealistic. (to point out, the statistics of romance novel readers are more often unhappy housewives who purposefully keep a barrier between themselves and the disappointment husbands.)
– I love the Twilight books. 
– a girlfriend told me about the fan fiction site where EL James began, years ago. I read bits of it, but wasn’t impressed. 
– a different girlfriend told me, this spring, about the Grey books. She encouraged me to read the first one. I was beyond skeptical. 
– I read the series in one week. 
Why? 
– I found the main male character fascinating. Having been sexually abused, (and going on to work with and parent kids with similar backgrounds) I found the nature behind his own childhood sexual abuse to be fascinating, as well as how it affected him clear into adulthood. 
– Sex is very seldom healthily talked about. In marriages. With children. This also pertains to sexual abuse, sadly. 
– I believe the result of such hushed topics is shame in the survivors, further patterns of abuse (self seeking and in cyclic generational abuse) and the continued focus of an oversexed society where girls continue to grow up feeling less worthy and boys continue to grow up respecting women less. 
– As the story progressed I realized that so much of the “sex” in the book could be metaphorical for any type of self preservation we build around ourselves to keep from being vulnerable. 
– I saw, in the character, a significant attachment disorder. Again, being something I deal with on a regular basis- this fascinated me. 
– beyond the poor writing, there was a story here that more than touched me- it healed me. 
– when it is all said and done, the story is that of a marriage. It is about a man and woman who, beyond all circumstance, learn to love and trust each other unconditionally- even when it costs them personally. It is about putting the needs of your spouse above your own always, and it addresses these issues in raw ways and making the core of their relationship one about commitment over “feeling”… 
How? 
– I was sexually abused. Following the years of this, I was sent to live in a fairly oppressive environment. Sex was bad. 
– When, at 17, I had sex- I just knew it was wrong. 
– even after i was married, and for years to follow, there were significant struggles with shame, remorse and guilt that would cycle through my mind and heart when it came to sex. It was an ugly, ugly pattern. 
– In a very in your face, and raw way- these books made me think about sex. 
– NO, not like that
– they made me ask myself “what is so bad about wanting to have sex with your husband? Why is that wrong?” 
– It made me realize that it wasn’t bad to enjoy sex with my husband. It forced me to confront that this was not a bad thing. That I was not bad. 
– if you haven’t been in this position, I am so happy for you. to live with such guilt and pressure is suffocating. 
– My husband and I sat down and had the rawest conversation about sex and it was amazing the misconceptions and insecurities that had dangled, unspoken, for so many years. 
Also- 
– I have several friends who have read it. I have two friends (nameless unless they say otherwise) who believe their marriages were saved because of the realities the books helped them face re: their own thought errors.
Here’s the thing… If you don’t feel comfortable reading the books- don’t read them. If you aren’t interested- don’t read them.  If you feel convicted re: their content- don’t read them. They are crass, some people have issues with that… They just aren’t books for anyone. 
But please stop judging the women who do read them because someone told you they are mommy-porn. If you read them and decide you feel they ARE Mommy porn, then by all means verbalize your opinion. But don’t spread ignorance because “Someone said…”  I don’t regret reading them and this IS something I have prayed about and I feel pretty clear. This isn’t a justification or an excuse. Others will have different stories, and that’s ok. This is mine… Reading these books metaphorically helped me see things that years of therapy and marriage had never helped me see and I am better for that. 
No person on this planet has a right to judge that. 
So there you go… 
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Perspective…

Last summer we went to San Francisco for about 10 days. 
My husband manages a department, at his company, of men who sometimes act a little silly. They thought it would be hilarious to hang this monstrosity in his office, as a practical joke. 
When he returned to work, no one wanted it, and so he just left it there… 
And then one has to say “no wonder your mojo is so messed up, at work, buddy!” but anyway… 

 The first day that I walked into his office (it isn’t often) and saw it, I was absolutely horrified by the complete ugliness of it- and then I was romanticized by the possibilities…

Especially in the potential of this frame…

So, I’ve begged and pleaded for him to bring it home. He has counteracted with how it will never be as wonderful as I’m imagining- and blah blah blah…

But he finally did it…

and it is!

Very much the brain storm board in my office and the chalkboard of my dreams!!!! 
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