There is a little “thanks” that we say in preschool before every meal.
“We are thankful for the food before us,
We are thankful for the friends beside us,
We are thankful for the love among us,
We are thankful.”
My list is a long one. As I sit here in a warm house, cozy on the couch, typing on my laptop with two sweet babies asleep upstairs, it’s hard to know how to begin.
Since this post is for Grown in My Heart
, a community I wouldn’t be a part of if it weren’t for the adoption of my children, I feel like I should start there.
I am thankful that we made the decision to adopt when we did–in the fall of 2004. I am thankful that all of our paper work came together (in hindsight) smoothly and quickly, for as we were becoming home-study approved, J was thinking about placing MaM for adoption when she was born. If we had been delayed, our profile book may not have been available that day in July when J went to consider prospective adoptive parents.
I’m thankful that J felt some sort of connection to us via said profile book. That there was some instant level of comfort between us. I”m thankful that she invited us to the hospital for the birth of both of the children. I am so incredibly thankful that both children were born perfect and healthy in every way.
I’m thankful that open adoption has worked out so well for our children–that they know J and they know Z. I am thankful that they are loved and accepted by their bio family and their adoptive family.
I’m thankful that I’m sharing this parenting ride with @bgKahuna, the world’s most enthusiastic dad.
I’m thankful that because of the internet, I’m connect to so many more adoptive families than I would be if the internet wasn’t what it is today.
I am thankful.
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