213 Days!

malachi 7

Y’all has 7 months really passed by? WOW! It’s been so so busy this summer, and so many changes have actually happened with Malachi within the last two weeks!

It’s hilarious that he actually does NOT want to crawl properly (he always falls down and does like a superman position in order to not do it right) but he usually gets to what he wants by turning precisely in the right direction and streeeetcchiiinnggg his long body to reach the object he is wanting.

He is getting SO big, so fast and I swear with the way things are looking (as he is seriously trying to already pull up on stuff) he might just be walking before he crawls! I have been trying to keep up with weekly pictures of him, because when he turns one, I want to make a collage for him and hang it up in his room.

Weight: 20 pounds (but feels like 40 when you are carrying him all.day.long) LOL.

Length:27 inches taken at home


-To be held! This teething machine has stuck to me like glue lately!
-To be loud!  I swear he thinks the way to be heard in this loud house of ours is to scream! Lol!
-To eat! He literally doesn’t want ANYTHING to do with baby food, and will eat smushed up table food, or just taste flavors of different foods!
-To suck his thumb when he is sleeping! I was a thumb sucker (and it did a major number on my teeth–sorry mom–but I am glad that he uses it just for nap/bed time and he doesn’t keep it in his mouth all the time).
-His bath! He recently learned how to splash and it is his favorite thing!!

– When are out of sight and he thinks he is by himself–cue the elephant tears!
– Getting dressed/undressed! He still doesn’t like the fact that people have to wear clothes!

Teeth: He has gotten 2 teeth in the past 2 days! Poor kid!! But yay, all that drooling and fussiness will hopefully subside soon once these pop through!

He says mama when he is with Shane and won’t do it for me, lol–but he hasn’t really said any more words.  He is trying to sign milk and more, but hasn’t gotten that fully either! He definitely know when you sign those two things to him though!

Milestones: He just started to pick up his back left leg to try to crawl to what he wanted but won’t fully do it yet, and he walked in a walker at my parents house (yay!) and he officially is a belly sleeper! Shane and I both are (as are all of our older 4 kids) so we knew it would probably be in his future!


MD appt:  9 month well check! And I need to schedule a dental visit now that he has some teeth!

I will leave you with a couple of adorable pictures! Thanks for stopping by!

©2018 Sheridan Johnson @Journey with the Johnsons. All Rights Reserved.

Embrace your culture


I wanted to start with a little back story here: Growing up I didn’t really know that I was black (I literally had asked my mom one time in 5th grade why someone asked what color my parents were.) I didn’t really understand because having two white parents (my mom + my step-dad) who were raising me, never looked different to me.  I remember learning in school during black history month about different cultures, about African-American history but not in major detail.  I felt like they only touched the surface of slavery, poverty, segregation.. etc.

My biological Dad left when I was just 2 years old, and was in and out of my life ever since, so I missed out on learning about his family, and his background, and where he grew up and just so much about our (me +my brother) African American culture.

It really wasn’t until I started dating Shane (and immersed myself in his life, his family, and his friends) that I really started to get that yes we are different, that our families have a story that needs to be shared with throughout many generations, and that it’s so important to fully embrace our backgrounds and where came.

Each year as our kids get older, I feel like the conversations get deeper, and there desire to know more about where we came from and our family history, gets stronger.  So we share, and the information that we may not know, we ask and we learn from our elders.

So fast forward many years into our relationship (Shane and I) and our marriage, and our desire to want to love on other kids that could go back to their families potentially was strong.  We knew we wanted to share our love, and felt like God was directly putting us in the path to fostercare.  When we were opening our house up for placement, you are allowed to put on your information on which race/ethnicity you preferred, and which age bracket you wanted to stay in.  Our family was open to all race/ethnicity/background, etc, and we actually ended up adopting 3 (out of the 8 we fostered) and they were all African American.

African-American history goes way back and they all have unique textures of hair, differences in skin color, and different body shapes and I wanted to make sure we are embracing all of that in our family.

With our 2 1/2 year Gracelynn I knew I needed help with how to properly do her pretty, textured hair.  Shane and I never (or Brielle/Malachi) have had to really worry about how to do our hair, or how many times to wash it, or really anything.. we wash, mousse/gel, hairspray and call it a day. Well, for Gracelynn we are having to do something completely different because we saw how dry her hair was getting with the method we were used to doing for each other. A couple of people have mentioned to me on what I should be doing to get the best results and I knew in order to fully understand her background and her culture, I needed to be able to do her hair correctly.

“The expression of beauty through hairstyles has been a long-standing signature of Black culture,” and I wanted to make sure our girls are fully able to do just that.

So I called in reinforcements (a.k.a my friend Caitlin) to show me how to properly style Gracelynn’s hair (and all my other kids as well), how to keep it from getting it dry, how many times I should be washing it per week, and how to keep from breaking her hair when taking down hairstyles, which brushes/combs I should be using and much more.  She showed me hands on (which is my preferred way of learning) and it has helped Shane and I both understand her more, and understand the importance of proper hair care.

While doing her hair, the hashtag #blackgirlmagic came to my mind to remind myself of our culture and our background and how embracing God’s gift of beauty that can be expressed in my different ways, even our hair.

Now here is our precious girl proudly rockin’ her latest hairstyle!

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The perfect Bib!

Baby Wings

I have been on the search (for quite some time now) for the perfect bib for Malachi! I needed it to meet so many requirements, because the thick cloth material ones that he uses for drool/spit up throughout the day, just weren’t making the cut!

I needed a bib to:

⊕ Catch the baby food that doesn’t get into Malachi’s mouth.

⊕ Be flexible and loose fitting (I love the fact that it’s adjustable to fit all different sizes of babies.)

⊕ Be vibrant, because he seems to love all the bright colors right now.

⊕ Be an averaged size bib, not too big or too small (I especially wanted it to be able to fit behind where stomach area touches the edge of the high chair, and not be on top of it.)

⊕ Be easily washed off and able to be reused by the next meal!

Now this baby wings bib meets all of the above criteria! It comes in such fun vibrant colors (and also includes a fork and a spoon which is perfect for beginning exposures to food), great packaging, cute images on the front of the bibs, and so so easy to use!

To purchase yours, click the following link here

I know Malachi is loving his, and I would truly recommend these bibs/silverware set to any mom looking to start feeding their babies, or introducing different textures to them!

I would love to hear from all of you mamas on some of your favorite bibs, or which techniques do you use when trying to keep the food off the clothes and in the mouth!

Comment below!

Until next time,

Xoxo, Sheridan

©2018 Sheridan Johnson @Journey with the Johnsons. All Rights Reserved.

Happy 6th heavenly birthday, Lamar!

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After the first couple of years after we had the abortion that ended Lamar’s life, we didn’t exactly know how to celebrate his life, or even if we were able to, since we decided to end it.

I know that was a hard introduction to his birthday post, but I wanted to be real and raw with you guys.  I am trying to find the “right or appropriate” words for this post, but at the end of the day, it has to come from my heart.

Lamar was a very active boy in utero (as I am sure he is in heaven), and it really broke both Shane and I to pieces when we had to make that horrible, final decision to end his life.  At the end of the day what we now realize, is that it came down to fear. Fear of the unknown and all of the uncertainty that surrounded his life.

Let me back track a little for some of y’all who may be new around here.  Our first pregnancy was our son Lamar Grant Johnson.  He was diagnosed with Full Trisomy 18, and we were told from the specialist that he would most likely die during birth, or if he happened to survive, he would be needing 24/7 round-the-clock care and would only live up to 1 year at max. The specialist said ultimately it comes down to what kind of life would he have, and they said it would not be good, and that termination would be the best option for us.

Wow if Shane and I could only back track to that day, in that small, brown, terrifying office when we got this news–and changed the trajectory of that conversation.  We would have brought in our own statistics (as we did in Rochelle’s case) of the amount of children that lived (and thrived) with Full Trisomy 18. We would have told them that NO matter what, we were choosing LIFE (and not death) for our son, and that we wouldn’t listen to them try to pressure us to make any other decision.

But that’s not the route we chose, and we have to accept that fact.

Lamar holds a VERY special place in our heart, and we know that Brielle and Malachi (and all three of our adopted children) will forever remember him, even though they never got to physically meet him.

It took a long time for us to understand that God forgives us for that wrong decision and that even though we can never change the outcome, we can celebrate and honor his life and tell people about him and share his story.

We are not perfect, we have flaws, and sins (some bigger than others) but we are loved, forgiven, and redeemed (and for that, we are forever grateful.)

So we celebrated by getting a balloon, singing him happy birthday, eating cake, saying prayers and wishes, and celebrating his life.

We love you so so much Lamar and cannot wait to see you one day!

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