Dear Birth Mother, Being adopted is something that has always been part of my identity. I was adopted, my gene pool was a mystery. The thought of dating always scared me a little, because what if I started dating a biological cousin or brother by mistake?? (You think I am kidding, but that thought made… Continue reading Dear Birth Mother…
Guys!! We are finally moving into our new place! I am so excited! We started moving in a few days ago, so this week has been insanely crazy! So fun for sure though. The home we moved into was originally built at some point in the 50’s (we think) and it is so awesome! It… Continue reading The New House!
Recently, with moving back to our home state, I have had the opportunity to re-connect with my best friend Alyssa! How awesome is that, right?? We have been friends since we were sixteen, faced ups and downs together, and we were each other’s brides maids! Now, at the age of 23, we get to experience… Continue reading Friendship, Inadequacy, and Comparisons
So after our long move, and a long few days, Jon and I decided to stick it out and go to church on Sunday in our new ward. I met several people who were very kind, and Jackson, as usual, only let us stay for about two hours. We walked in late, and sat down… Continue reading Have I Done any Good?
It is close to 80 degrees in my apartment right now. I have been packing boxes for days, and I am covered in sweat. Jackson hasn’t been sleeping well, and quite frankly, neither have I. Jon and I are moving in one day, and we still have so much to do, and not a lot… Continue reading Looking on the Bright Side
I figure that I should reintroduce myself! My name is Heather Goodsell, and I am the chief writer on our blog! (Jon helps too, just not as much.) We have been married for almost two years, and have a dog named Milo, and a sweet little boy named Jackson. Jon is currently a student, and… Continue reading Why I Blog
Lately, Jackson has been struggling with naps. And when I say struggling, I mean full on tantrums when it comes to having to take a nap. Blood curdling screaming, topped off with kicking and hitting. He isn’t even one!! It has been this way for the last week or so. At one point, he was… Continue reading Walk a Mile in their Shoes