My introduction to motherhood looked nothing like I thought it would. There was no pregnancy, no baby shower, no planning, and no hopeful anticipation. The phone call woke me from a dead sleep…it’s been 11 years since the call asking us to take in a 15-year-old. And now, with a 7 and 3-year-old, I wonder if I’m doing it right. But nothing prepared me for all God would teach me about myself and about Him. While I hope to teach my children some important things – like how to go potty, tie their shoes, and show kindness – I’m pretty sure they are really the ones teaching me.