Wife of one handsome hunk, homeschooling mom of three boys, foster mom, daughter of God. Over the past 7 years, we've learned to love our foster children deeply, yet hold them loosely. I share with you my heart in these brief chronicles of our family life.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
My little...
...stripper! Poor Judah has a 5-year-old onesie that just doesn't stay on his shoulders! This is how he looked after his nap one day. Not sure if he stripped before or after his nap.


And here are the 3 of them at home yesterday with mini tootsie pops. We were meeting with Jackie's high school counselor discussing next year's classes and the counselor had lollipops on her desk. She offered them to even Judah and I said that he had never had a lollipop before. She said, "There's no time like the present." So I gave him one since he was whining away. He was quiet from that point on and all the way home! Poor third child. A sucker before his 2nd birthday!
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Growing up
Here are my favorite t-ball Phillies! Can you tell them apart? :)
I absolutely LOVE that they are on the same team. Praise God for this unanticipated blessing! At first we tried to have Josiah on the same team as his friend, but that didn't work out so I requested to have both of my boys on the same team. Yay!!! We don't have to try to be at two places at once!

Little Judah is growing up, too, saying a few words here and there. He's learning sign so easily now, too! I gotta keep those synapses going and not fall behind on those signs! Poor Judah gets way less attention than the first two boys. He's now taken to running around the house instead of merely toddling. He loves playing with his big brothers as they make him laugh!
We're still trying to catch up with growing up into being parents of a teenage girl. God graciously gives us the words to say and the wisdom in when to say them whenever issues arise. We love our Jackie and are thankful she chooses to stay despite our hundreds of mistakes in parenting her! :)
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Sunday, February 6, 2011
sick
Ah yes, another round of coughs has landed in the Yang household. This time, it reached me. It's been a while since I've been inside the whole day, trying to rest and recover. I miss church. I think we've been out of town for 3 weekends, and now this is the 4th that we won't be there due to those darn germs that go around in winter and preschools!
My sweet husband and daughter served me by taking care of the boys and meals. Now, Jeremy is taking Jackie and Josiah to watch a play. Jackie wandered around a theater yesterday afternoon and met a director, who said he would give her two seats to tonight's show. She wanted to take both boys, but I told her that Jadon would not last 2 hours.
I reflect on how God has brought Jeremy and me into foster parenting. It's something we never thought we'd do, yet how funny that we are in this position! There's a need (a child needing a home and family) and God gave us means to meet that need, so there you go.
We originally wanted to adopt a little girl from China, but at the time we wanted to apply, Jeremy wasn't old enough. During one summer when we were church-hopping in 2007, Olive Crest and adoption stories swarmed around us from the pulpit from at least 3 different churches. God planted a seed in our hearts. I kept an Olive Crest flyer at home for several months. Why not look into Olive Crest to adopt?
We called to set up an initial interview. I wanted to start the certification classes right away, but the agency made us wait until Jadon was a year old. So we waited and began as soon as we could. 5 months later, we were certified and anxious for our first call. Josiah was 3 and Jadon was 17-months-old.
Since our profile stated that we wanted to fost-adopt an Asian baby girl between ages 0-2, chances were slim that there would be a match. We then became short-term and emergency shelter foster parents.
An 18-month-old Caucasian girl came first in July of 2008, staying for 5 months and returned home just shy of her 2nd birthday. Then two weeks later (January 2009), a 2-year-old Latina girl stayed for two weeks. A month after that, a BIG and happy 3-month-old Samoan/Latino baby boy came for two weeks. June of 2009 brought a 2.5-year-old Latino boy for a month. In August, Kristy called once again, knowing that I was getting closer to my due date, saying that there was a 10-month-old Caucasian girl needing a home for possibly only a month. The curly-headed blondie stayed with us until two weeks before Judah was born. She was then transferred to another foster home for another 8 months before going back to her mommy.
Whew! After Judah was born, we thought we would take a little break since I was so tired and didn't think I could handle another little one. So instead, God gave us a 15-year-old Chinese girl!
Through foster parenting, the Lord has brought us to places in our marriage and parenting that we NEVER thought we would experience. I mean, who would want to get rejected over and over again by a child you suddenly became a parent to? Who would want to keep persevering, knowing that the child doesn't even want to be a part of your family?
Well, Jesus did all that for us! He died for us and called us His own even though we were not Jews, the chosen children. Even though we shook our hands at Him, He loved us. That is why we continue. There are so many children right here needing homes and loving families. So many children who need the gospel! They need unconditional love, support, parents, siblings, etc.
It is most certainly NOT an easy road. Like parenting, foster and adoptive parenting will turn your lives upside-down and twisted around. Some issues are minor, some are glaringly major. We make a TON of mistakes, yet we continue to pray that God's work is done. Even though we started out with a different goal - international adoption, God placed us where we are now and we would have it no other way.
I guess I've been thinking a lot, lately! This is way longer than anticipated...
Some photos from January:
Lake Arrowhead weekend with the Shears. They have 3 little boys, just like us! Who would have thunk? :) Here are the Daddies and the boys.

Jadon's Dad n' Me Day at his preschool.

Our sweet neighbor Mary Jo, whose house sold in just 2 weeks one week ago! We'll miss her terribly! She's been a great help to me, always willing to sit at my house for 10-20 minutes while the kids nap if I have to run a quick errand.
Yang Family Lake Arrowhead trip

Saturday, January 8, 2011
Missing my Daddy...
This morning Josiah was asking me what things I remember. I told him I remember when he was a baby playing with Poa-Poa (my mom). He said he remembers playing with Gung-Gung (my dad). I highly doubt he remembers playing with my dad, though. He was only 14-months-old when my dad died.
J: I wish I could see Gung-Gung.
M: Me, too.
J: Can he call from heaven?
M: No, he can't... (tears streaming down immediately)
J: Where did he die?
M: At his house.
M: At his house.
J: How?
M: He was sleeping and stopped breathing.
J: Why did he die?
M: He was sick and had cancer.
M: He was sick and had cancer.
J: What's cancer?
M: A sickness that kills your body.
M: A sickness that kills your body.
J: I've never had cancer because I didn't die. Does everyone with cancer die?
M: No, not everyone...
M: No, not everyone...
My dad would have enjoyed his grandchildren so much! How I wish he could play with them now...
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Happy new year!
Happy new year, everyone! Praise God for precious family and friends.
Last night we hung out with the Shears, but didn't take any pictures. Today we had lunch with Jer's side of the family and then spent the rest of the afternoon with my old roomies and their clans.
Here is everyone minus the Morishitas. My, how we've grown! It started out with just 5 young women roommates at UCLA.
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