Sometimes the hardest thing about Lupus is not the disease, but the medication for the disease. I was coming down with a cold which means disaster for my body-think aches, fever, muscle cramps, fatigue, sore throat…all for a cold. So I had to increase my steroids by a lot…I mean a lot a lot and the return is what we call steroid face. A necessary evil. You feel better, but look worse as your face appears to swell overnight.
I am thankful to God for the medications needed to live and wish I was not so vain…but it does stink what it takes to stay healthy-it .is.hard.
On a positive note, I gained weight and my hair is growing. I feel better and less depressed so life is good today!
I love the coverage the media is giving to Aaron Judge’s adoption story. As an adoptive parent, it is a beautiful moment to show my son that adoption IS a beautiful thing and there are others like him. As a parent, it gives me hope that adopted children can be grounded, well rounded and content with not knowing all their bological roots-and happy with their childhood despite not knowing all the details. I know all adoption stories are different, but this one gives me hope.
But I must share, on the other side of the coin, is a biological mother that gets no name, photo or acknowledgement for her gift of life. She carried him 40 weeks to create a plan for his future. She chose opportunities for him that she could not provide and God blessed the mess.
I remember waiting those 48 hours, unsure of our future, but trusting in God’s plan for creating our family. So here is a shout out to the birthmother that gifted Aaron to all of us and turned 9 months into a lifetime. Dear birtmother, your selfless sacrifice made history.
I hope stories like these shine the light on the beauty of adoption and how much God loves creating families in all kinds of unique and magnificent ways.