Today we’re kicking off Season 17 of the Honestly Adoption Podcast and we couldn’t be more excited. We have so many amazing, talented, and wise guests lined up. You’re going to be challenged and inspired!
Recently, Mike and Kristin sat down with Keia Jones-Baldwin from Raising Cultures to talk about raising a multiracial family, the ups and downs of parenting, her brand new podcast, and the ever so fun experience of dealing with internet trolls, and how to hit personal attacks online head on. You’re going to love this interview. Keia is a rockstar and has a brilliant perspective. Listen to the interview now…
Our society prides itself on titles, positions, rankings, and statistics. It’s how we identify pro-atheletes, leaders of major corporations, and our favorite sports teams. Often, it’s how we identify ourselves. But we have learned that, in our family, we are much more than a title.
Ok, Ok I understand our blog is called Confessions of an Adoptive Parent. It’s easy to think that we eat sleep and breathe adoption. Our title is a brand but it isn’t all that we are. Adoption, to us, is more like a surname. A last name is an identifier but it isn’t a person’s sole identity.
The adoption journey is filled with joy, excitement, and it’s fair-share of trials. How do you navigate the obstacles, and even the myths, that are guaranteed to arise?
In today’s episode, we’re sharing the audio recording from a recent interview that Mike did on The Prepped and Polished Podcast with Alexis Avila. Alexis is an accomplished educator, and leading voice in equipping students to succeed in standardized testing. Alexis interviewed Mike and how this blog came to be, and how to navigate the obstacles and big myths surrounding the adoption journey.
One year ago today, I was suddenly fired from my job at a church. The experience was devastating and embarrassing. But one year later, I’m living a bigger purpose than I could have imagined.
Numb. That’s the word I would use to describe the feeling I felt when my supervisor looked at me and said, “We’re releasing you from student ministry.”
Actually, numb communicates a feeling. I had none. No expression on my face either. After the HR Director finished his spiel about what I had to sign, what I had to agree to, and what I had to leave behind, I shook their hands, and quietly walked out of the office we were meeting in. In my right hand were severance papers. Never in a million years would I have dreamed I would carry severance papers!