I was having a conversation with a friend the other day, and talking about some parenting stuff. I was describing feeling a bit protective of Jafta in a certain scenario, and she said, “Well, of course you do. I mean, he’s your flesh and blood. That’s the mama instinct.” And then we went on talking, and it took me a minute to register that what she had said was not, in fact, true. That he is not my flesh & blood, but that my friend so perceives him to be that she didn’t even catch the innaccuracy of referring to him that way.
And I love that.
I love that too
You are an awesome mom!
It's so true. My SIL has 5 kids as of yesterday. 3 bio girls and 2 adopted boys. People kept saying while she was pregnant "maybe you will finally get your boy!" which totally rubbed me the wrong way since they already have 2 amazing sons who God intended to be theirs. I hope your other flesh and blood son comes home soon!
This is my first visit to your blog. Rage against the minivan as a play on words of rage against the machine caught my attention. Funny.
Parenting is challenging.
Makes me tear up a little. It SO feels that way!!
Beautiful! And exactly right.