NO MORE MONKEYS JUMPING ON THE BED!

No more monkeys jumping on the bed, one fell off and broke his arm, mama called the doctor and the doctor said, "No more Connor jumping on the bed!"

While Connor was jumping off his bed trying to make a slam dunk in his basketball hoop, he fell and broke both bones in his forearm.  

He let out one scream and that was it.  The Doctors said he must have a high tolerance for pain.  He was a brave boy!  His arm is in a splint for now and he'll get a cast on Monday.

Word traveled fast with Connor's arm and he had many loved ones bringing him cards and treats. The phone was going off all day with calls and texts of concern for him. I was in awe of the support system he has.  I know his birth mother Cheri would be happy knowing how much love he has in his life. One of her greatest concerns was for Connor to have a community who loved and embraced him. 

Both of the boys' birth moms have been on my mind a lot lately.  Maybe it is because we had our last home study until finalization for Brooks.  Home studies are pretty routine and we love our social worker Morgan (Hi Morgan!) but they do seem to bring up some strong emotions concerning adoption.  Mostly emotions of how grateful I am to be a mother. Having the blessing of two beautiful adopted boys reminds me that my children are a gift.  When I'm frustrated with the boys or just don't know what to do with them I think, how would their birth mothers want me to handle this situation? Whenever I think about those sweet birth moms who trusted me to give both boys the best I could, it forces me to step up and be a better mother.  To try harder.
Nothing could ever bring me more happiness than my sweet family.  My greatest reward is spending my days loving these boys!