Well, it’s been quite the ride. I’m a year into blogging, which probably means that I’m not new at it anymore.
I still feel a bit new at it. On a windy road. Not really going any one direction.
But I’m trying.
Sometimes they’re pretty decent.
Sometimes they’re pretty boring.
Sometimes I think that I shouldn’t have written them at all.
Haha!
Oh well.
All I have actually enjoyed writing, and I hope that you have enjoyed reading.
This past year has been a really rocky and great one all wrapped into one. Richard and I have watched our family go from 4 to 5. And we’ve changed our mailing address back to Poland.
We had the immense privilege of living in the United States amongst our family for the past year. And now we have the immense privilege of living, once again, in Poland. Amongst our “other” family.
There are so many emotions that came with moving back to Poland. We left Poland after our son was stable enough to travel, at 6 months old. I felt as if I couldn’t get out of the country fast enough. It was such a heart-wrenching time in our lives, watching our second child struggle to live. And yet it was one of the richest times in our lives.
How can watching your child struggle to live be rich?
The only way I can answer that is by saying watching our son nearly die brought us to our knees. We re-evaluated our entire lives and realized that no matter the outcome in Maxwell’s life, we chose to honor and love God.
Now he is a little over 2 years old, and we are back in Poland.
It’s great to be back, but we do miss our beautiful families in America so much.
And my daughter does greatly miss American schools. As she told a teacher that asked the other day, “In America, she gets to explore and discover!” She loves her school here and friends, but it is a lot of sit at your desk and do workbooks.
Thankfully, however, she’s a child with an ever curious mind. So we do a lot of explore and discover at home.
And she has additional classes at home, as well.
Did you know that she only goes to school 4 hours a day? On Mondays-Wednesdays, her classes begin at 11:30 and end at 3:50. On Thursdays and Fridays start at 8:00 and go until 12:15.
Teachers in Poland are paid by the hours that they teach. We live in a village and the teacher’s at the school are paid for 45 minute sessions. So after every 45 minutes, there is a 5-minute break. There is no recess.
It’s a very different life.
But we’ve adjusted. And outside of school she takes one additional hour of Polish, one hour of French and will begin one hour of music lessons. Now I am looking for her an “active” activity to also do outside of school.
Oh, yeah. Of course she is keeping up GRANDLY with her English. I am actually quite proud of her. She is a hard-working little gal.
And my other two. Oh my other two, little Maxwell and Josephine. They are soooo lovely. Just plain lovely.
Maxwell is all two. Blond. Blue eyes. Gorgeous and sweet (well, of course depending on his mood. After all, he is two ;)).
And Josephine. She just turned 8 months a day ago and is crawling like a professional, standing like a conductor, and trying to walk on furniture like a little daredevil. Our newest little chub-a-love still retains the red tint to her hair, and I will be sad the day the red turns blond, like I see creeping below at the roots.
I love being a mom, and I soak up every moment throughout the day that I merely get to interact them. Every moment is as if I have discovered a hidden treasure so valuable that it is inconceivable. And, to me, being a mom is that inconceivable hidden treasure.
For every woman out there struggling with infertility, I feel your heart and your pain. I feel your longing and your tears. And I will simply say this—I pray that God will give you the very desires of your heart. If they are not from your own womb, I pray for the children God delivers into your hands that come from your heart. Oh how I pray for you!
And now, my dear And 2 Makes Crazy friends, I shall wrap up my rambling blog and say…Thanks for joining the And 2 Makes Crazy Ride.
Tomorrow I will post the top 10 blog postings from the last year, and other fun stuff.
I hope that you come back to check them out.
Much love from here to there. Wherever you may be.
May God be your stalwart in your times of trouble. If you are suffering, may he be your constant. If you are in limbo, may he be your leveler.
And may He always bring you peace. Peace and Joy.
Joy that surpasses all understanding.
All the time, God is good.
And I hope that you are well yourself.
xoxo b
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