Month: March 2008

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Thank you very much!

Imagine my surprise when I found out that I was listed as one of the top 50 adoption blog’s out there at A Child Chosen! Thanks, Marcie. Does this mean I need to post more about adoption? It’s funny, how after awhile, it just becomes the fabric of our lives. If you are here for the first time with adoption on your mind, please check out the labels “open adoption” and “first birthday”–that’s where the adoption content is, for the most part.

Today we picked up MAM’s school pictures. She looks SO OLD. She also looks exactly like her paternal grandmother, minus the 1940’s dress and curls. And I love that I know that about her, and I love that we will be able to pull out Grandma K’s pictures and show them side by side with MAM’s as she gets older. Right now, that’s what open adoption is on one front.

On other fronts, there are things going on and there are days that I wish I didn’t know. Most days, I’m glad I’m aware now, but it’s not easy. More on that as it develops.

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It’s the Little Things

Thank you to everyone who’s commented and emailed in regards to my brother and sister-in-law’s loss, your thoughts and prayers mean the world to my family.

It is,of course, MAM who has brought light to these days, and the older she gets, the funnier she gets. Here is a sampling of what we’ve heard this week:

As I hand her a quarter, she inspects it and says, “Where’s the eagle, Mama?” (it was a state quarter. who knew that she knew there is an eagle on a regular quarter?)

As my phone starts to vibrate on the kitchen table, it makes sort of a familiar sound that MAM names–“It’s a gas phone, Mama!”

She’s taken to putting me to bed–she’ll throw a pillow on the floor and tell me it’s time to sleep–she then barks, “Stop running! Lay down! Close your eyes! Don’t get up!” while trying to cover the 5’10” me with her baby blanket. Hilarious, and I’m all for a game that involves me laying down and closing my eyes.

Tonight, as she sits in my lap and touches my face, “You got a beard, Mama?” (if it’s a question she has to ask, it’s probably time for a waxing or two)

Today it was warm enough for her to ride her trike (which she can now pedal like a champ) up and down the block–it was good to get outside and just breathe.