Epic Estes Adventures: Life as a Single Mom of 6

No, I don't regret any of my children. No, we aren't part of a Daycare. No, we don't live in a shoe... but our home might smell like one from time to time with 5 boys. If the journey of fostering taught me anything, it's that people will inquire just about anything these days. In generations past, there was an etiquette taught about things you ask or say. Like many things in the world today that etiquette has been lost. I am generally a person who is somewhat glad that it has. Don't get out your pitch forks just yet! Let me finish explaining. I have always LOVED talking to others, and helping others. For me, when people ask about my children, fostering, adopting, and anything that fits in those categories my heart might actually skip a beat. I guess you could say, it is my passion. My family has an interesting dynamic, and we absolutely love it. Five boys and one girl, each very much their own person, with their own personalities, quirks, physique and ...

Isn't that the million dollar question in our lives right now? Let's begin with: NO this isn't a Blog to trash talk after a recent divorce, or play the role of a helpless victim in my own life. It's a Blog that I hope, will offer Hope to others. Offer Hope? Yes, and laughter with maybe even a side of encouragement. Why? ... because this world is dark enough, and this road has seemed like a dark alley from the worst horror movie ever at times. What I have discovered, is there needs to be some serious light shinning. Everything I researched as I traveled this road, has been at least 90% full of negativity and darkness. I want to offer others some light in the darkness. If sharing some of my journey, the highs, the lows and the in-betweens can help someone else walking a dark scary road, then maybe all of this won't seem to be as in vain as it feels most days. So, back to the question I have pondered endless hours over the last 7 months. How did we get h...