|December 26, 2009|
That's me. The one towering over the groom and all the other guests, with a goofy, giddy, about-to-burst-with-excitement face.
Of course, I haven't always looked that way. When I first started blogging (way, way, wayyyyy back in 2005-- but not on Blogger until 2006...) I looked like this:
Back then, I was a single momma to one cute kid. Back then, I was a full-time nursing student. Back then, I was about 60 pounds lighter. Oh, the good ole days.
|August, 2006- Abigail, age 3.5|
For a while, it was just the two of us. I worked as a RN in critical care, and Abigail focused on being such an easy kid that it made me think I knew what I was doing raising her. I pretty much didn't. I still don't.
In September, 2008 our family grew from 2 to 3 when I adopted a child from Ethiopia. Most of my adoption journey is chronicled here. I don't know why I made a separate blog for the adoption journey, but I did, so there you go. I started the blog when I started the adoption process, so for adoption info, start at the beginning of the blog in 2007, and work your way forwards. For the best posts, see here, here, here, and here.
|Anna, age 19 months, October 2008 (home for 3 weeks)|
Since I'm way casual, I figured it was a good idea not to make any major life changes for a while. I mean, in the past 2 years I had become a nurse, moved across the country away from all my family, and traveled to Ethiopia to add a child to my family. Time to let things just settle in, right?
Right. Until I saw this:
|We got engaged December 20, 2008. This photo May, 2009.|
Well, it wasn't exactly like that when I saw it... it took me a minute or two to figure out what was going on. But when I did, I was really happy:) A year later, our family of three became this:
|December 26, 2009|
About 10 weeks after that day, we saw this:
|Well, it wasn't exactly this.|
But in earlier ultrasounds, it's hard to tell it's a baby, and not just some sort of gray-tone blob.
This here tells the story of the early parts of my pregnancy. The rest can be found over here in posts from 2010. Then this, this, this, and this happened, and we ended up with this:
|JohnAndrew, 6 days old., October 2010.|
By now, I'm sure you've figured out that there is never a dull moment in the Showalter house. So just because we had a new baby in the house, it didn't keep us from deciding to do this. And it didn't stop this from happening, either (thank God we were all okay. Seriously, every time I think of it, I have to thank God.) And just because JohnAndrew was only 4 months old and we were getting ready to move a big ole Yankee family to the Deep South definitely did not stop this from happening:
|Uh, yes. That is #4.|
You can read more about my early pregnancy here. And in a few posts on this blog from 2011. But not as many as I wrote for my previous pregnancy. Not because I love #4 less... just because there isn't much to say that hasn't already been said.
|July 2011: my whole crew, plus my sister!|
|November 25, 2011|
So, here we are. I spend my time reading about transracial adoption, racism, social justice, breastfeeding, natural childbirth, medical disparities, my responsibilities to this space we have been given, theology, how to be more like Jesus, discovering my Purpose, and how to protect my four children in an ever-increasingly-scary world. I am honored to be on the Board of Directors for the Fayye Foundation.
|All of us.|
I also read People magazine and Twilight, surf lots of blogs of people I don't know and probably never will, and waste an incredible amount of time on social media. I spend a lot of time laughing
Because if there's one thing that first picture tells you about me, it's gotta be that I'm deep like that.
|Yes, John's shirt says "The Impregnator" and I look like some kind of groupie.|
I'm deep like that..
You can email me at GracelingsBlog [at] gmail [dot] com. Especially if you want to send me chocolate.
P.S. Why Gracelings? Mostly because when I was in high school, my friend Eryka's dad decided to nickname me Graceling... and I guess it kind of stuck.