
There’s the saying “April showers bring May flowers”. This statement is particularly accurate where I live, and I look forward to May’s warmth and blossoms. This year, I recognize something more to celebrate, the “end of April rainbows”. That is what I would like to call the brief period at the end of April/ beginning of May where it feels as though the winter has passed, but just before spring is in full bloom and the heat waves arrive. This is a blog written by a mom and today I would like to celebrate those who call me mom. Four years ago, in April 2021, in the thick of the Covid-19 pandemic, I proposed to my husband that we attend an informational seminar on becoming foster parents. It had been something we discussed before, but things were now being set into motion. After a year of classes, paperwork, preparation, and prayerful consideration, we became licensed foster parents in April of the following year. Newly certified and eager to share our love and home with a child who needed it. My husband and I welcomed our first placement just a few weeks after becoming foster parents. Two toddler boys who immediately had our hearts with their sense of humor, resilience, and dimples, which they were ( and still are) aware of how to add to a smile for an extra chance of favor in their negotiations. Six months into the parenting journey, those two toddler boys became big brothers to a sweet baby girl. Their biological sister entered the foster care system at birth, and when allowed to foster her as well, we said “absolutely”. We could not imagine splitting them up, and we felt equipped and supported to care for these three wonderful children. It was a long road of uncertainties and transitions. We went from having no kids to two, and then three children in six months. My husband and I felt that we had outgrown our home, and when our daughter was about one year old, we moved to accommodate this need. We celebrated birthdays, holidays, lost teeth, preschool graduations, first steps, removing training wheels, and even potty training. At the very end of April 2024, exactly three years after this journey began, we officially adopted our three children. We had much to celebrate. I admire the “April rainbows”, because jumping from the gloom and darkness of winter to the cheery brightness of summer overlooks the beauty of the in between. While we have had so much to rejoice in, there have also been scary, sad, and confusing moments. I do not neglect the trauma and tragedy that happened to be able to share their last name, and more importantly, raise these children. I consider it a privilege to be called their mom, even when things get challenging. In appreciating the rainbow, I can acknowledge the beauty while being reminded of the storms that we have survived, together. In the Bible, rainbows are mentioned as God’s covenant to Noah, and all humanity, that He will not wipe out the earth with a flood again. “ I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be a sign of the covenant between me and the earth. Whenever I bring clouds over the earth and the rainbow appears in the clouds, I will remember my covenant between me and you and all living creatures of every kind. Never again will the waters become a flood to destroy all life.”(Genesis 9:13-15 NLT). It is just one reminder of His mercy, goodness, and faithfulness. On this one-year anniversary of our children’s adoption, I am full of joy and confident in the promises God has for our family and us all. Whatever your tragedies and hardships may be, if you’re in the valley. However beautiful the flowers of your triumph may appear if you’re standing on the mountain top. Never forget the journey, and to appreciate the rainbow as the storms clear.
Until Next Time,
Kira
Thank you for the opportunity to share our story. Feel free to share your rainbow stories, whether they have to do with adoption or not. I am hoping to post more resources on adoption/foster care (adoptees, birth parents, foster parents, adoptive parents, former foster youth, etc)

