Amanda Gibson
Forget the Joneses: My Journey to a Simpler Home
I have gotten to the point where anything in my home could break, and I wouldn't be devastated. I might feel a bit bummed over a few items, but I can't imagine feeling anger...
We’re Still at Home, and We Needed This
Regardless of our employment status, most of us have been in the same emotional boat these last few months. I will add, some are more stressed than others: financially, relationally, medically, etc.
Even though our...
Cocooning After Adoption
Your new child's world just changed. Your world did too. And somehow you're to figure out how to blend those two worlds -- histories -- into a new normal, a new love, a new...
Thoughts on Coronavirus from a White Adoptive Mom of Asian Children
"Hey, baby, have you heard anyone talking about the Coronavirus at school?"
"No. What's that?"
My breath slowly released as I gathered my thoughts.
When the outbreak began in China, quickly becoming international news and concern, I...
5-Year-Old Style: Fashion Professional Reacts to Fashion Week Experiment
Shortly after we adopted our son, some mornings he'd reach into my jewelry box and pull out the chunkiest, most vibrant necklaces for me to wear that day. Chalking it up to an "adventure"...
The Adoption Triad: It’s Complicated
There is a term in the adoption community called:
The Adoption Triad.
The Adoption Triad serves as a reminder that there are three main points of relationships in adoption: the child, biological or "birth family," and...
The Part of Adoption I’m Bad At
Our soon-to-be second son had immediately reached for dinosaurs off the playroom shelf. I should have dove in, right then and there, and played with the dinosaurs alongside him. I realize he may not...
Protecting My Child From MY Fears
Just as the plane began to rattle, I slipped my hand under his four-year-old palm and interlaced those sweet fingers with mine. I didn't want my son to be afraid of the turbulence the...
The Tattle-Tail
My husband and I began parenthood with a two-year-old...our son. I bet you thought I was referring to our dog. You could argue we began parenthood with a "fur baby", sure. Our floppy hound...
The Jewelry Box Cleanout: 53 Pieces Transformed Into 1 Boho Chic Treasure
Now that I'm well into motherhood, the STUFF galore in every nook and cranny of this house feels like it's eating me alive! We are so blessed with an abundance, but I tend to...