The Blended Life

Bereavement, Being Black, and Back to School

  The day of Michael Brown’s funeral I stood in the bereavement card aisle. My three children danced and swirled about me pulling open cards that loudly played “We Are the Champions” or “Celebration” as I stood frozen, hands sweaty, with a card that read ‘We lost...

Crow, Hawk, and A Little Boy’s Pain

Crow, Hawk, and A Little Boy’s Pain

I was sitting in the hallway outside three classrooms overflowing with first graders. It was moments after morning exercise when it seems that the kids are most awake, engaged, and happy. Something about bopping along to 'Dynamite' together makes their brains release...

Helping Kids Through Trauma

The Blended Life has been quiet for the past month due to a serious accident in our family. All my time and strength has been invested solely on the home front to aid in the healing of my husband. As I look up from an intensely emotional and trying time I find that...

The Happiest Memory

She slipped the photograph between sheets of plastic to protect it, careful only to touch the sides of the picture. This girl whose clothes, used tissues, and eraser bits lay about her room in heaps, held the image cautiously and lovingly, like a newborn, tucking it...

Spring Break Staycation

My expectations have always been set fairly high for spring break vacation. This year I wanted to flee south for spring break. To sip something beachside and watch my kids play in the surf. But my husband went east and we stayed put. No sipping, no surf. {Let's all...

A Blended Life

My house is full of birthday celebrations this week which has left me short on writing time. I wish you a great weekend full of spring sunshine! Here are a few reads to keep you company. Two interesting articles by adoptees on reunion. The first by Liz Fields and the...

The Truth About Reunions

This week one of the trending topics on Facebook (and everywhere else) was the reunion of the "Burger King Baby" with her birthmother. Awhile back Katheryn Deprill took this photo of herself detailing what she knew about her abandonment as a baby in the bathroom of a...

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Science and Engineering Gift Ideas for Tween Girls

Image from GS Blog ELEVEN. My oldest turned ELEVEN last week. And because of this milestone birthday – as she is calling it – I started looking around at the toys in our house a bit differently. Clearly, times are changing. Always interested in building, creating, and...

What I Would Say To You

Last week I had an interesting conversation. A writer friend asked me if she were a prospective parent considering adopting a multiracial child what would be the top three things I would say to her. In some ways this resonated with a recent talk I gave at Feast which...

Loving Day

In honor of the recent Cheerios commercial I am celebrating Loving Day today. June 12th is an annual celebration held on the anniversary of the 1967 United States Supreme Court decision Loving vs. Virginia. This decision legalized inter-racial marriage in the United...

Perfection and The Freedom Journal

Notes get sent home in her backpack. Notes from her teacher asking me to please help her speed up the process of writing; encourage her to move more quickly. I get assessment reports saying she is lagging behind the momentum of her class in her short moment story, and...

Blended at Feast

Recently I had the honor of speaking at FEAST, a program offered by First Presbyterian Church in Vancouver, Washington. It is a community event at which they have dinner together and then learn together around a given topic. It was a joy for me to share about the...

Dinners Around the World – June

After dance recitals, music recitals, field days, end of year field trips, end of season soccer parties and yes, alas, the final day of school, I give you what you've been waiting for - an excuse to drink beer! Ahem, I mean, the June menu which is a delicious...

A Blended Snapshot

  Just a simple snapshot from life as a Blended family.

In Praise of Adjectives

Adjectives, nouns, and verbs. Second grade begins to teach the navigation of words in the English language. My seven year old had no problem with nouns and verbs, but adjectives trouble her. As seen by this recent work assignment at school in which she assigned...

Helping Kids Through Trauma

The Blended Life has been quiet for the past month due to a serious accident in our family. All my time and strength has been invested solely on the home front to aid in the healing of my husband. As I look up from an intensely emotional and trying time I find that...

Helping Boston

In difficult times like these my world shrinks with alarming speed. Boston can seem so far away from where I sit in Washington state, and yet for someone who lived on the Eastern seaboard for so many years, upon hearing the devastating news yesterday, that great city...

Encouraging Multiracial Identity

Two things that are of utmost importance to me as a transracial adoptive parent are learning from adult adoptees and gathering tools for my child that encourage her identity. That's why when I read Sharon H. Chang's article "Why Mixed with White isn't White" over at...

Oh, The Blended Web…

  With far too much happening on the web I curated a special list of articles and happenings just for Blended readers. Here's a list of what I'm reading and thinking about this week. Dr. Jane Aronson imagines a world without her children in response to the...

The Value of a Birth Story

It wasn’t too long ago that I overheard this conversation between my girls in the kitchen: “Mommy has a baby in her tummy. And soon she is going to have to push it out!” My oldest said. “Oh. Hmmm. Like how she pushed you out?” Said my youngest. “No. But you grew in...

Dinners Around the World – August

  My kids were so happy in July. The menu proved to be a delight and they looked forward to each meal and the discussions about Chinese culture. Now, in this hot and steamy end of summer month we move on to Brazil! August will prove interesting and fun as I am...

Conversations at the Grocery Store

I saw her in the dairy aisle. I say ‘saw’ because I quickly recognized myself in the frazzled, tired, need-a-nap mom as she fielded questions from her two little ones on either side of her cart while still managing to select the correct milk. I recognized the me in...