Month: June 2017

Will she ever embrace the idea of sleep? She has no issue with sleeping per say. But boy, if we tell her she is tired, it is one of the most offensive or threatening things we could utter.

I read all kinds of books to Jaclyn. Long, short, in english, in Romanian, I translate live – she like me reading to her because for now, she understands the words that come out of my mouth easier. With daddy she needs to make an effort. But in the long run all the effort is…

“This is not my bed” said the defiant voice trying to negotiate sleeping in the big bed with mommy and daddy. This is not my house. This is not my car. These are not my toys. She says these things out of the blue, on the best and smoothest days. Or when she doesn’t want…

One of the very soothing bedtime routines is listing all the people that love Jackie. She asks: “who else?” scrunching her nose, smiling with brimming delight.

We just returned from a four day excursion abroad. It was fantastic. We made great memories, and expectations were surpassed.

At the parenting class I took last month, I connected with another adoptive mom of a 3.5 year old boy. She is 6 months behind me in the adoption journey, and she has been very genuine in her desire to better herself, to learn, to grow.

One of the recent nights Jackie called out the 5th time saying softly, “am de ajutor” [i need help]. Usually the needs are as follows: i’m thirsty, cover me, i need to pee, sing me one more song, stay with me, rub my back, tell me who everyone loves me, bring me a toy and…

The adoption psychologist assessed me as a perfectionist. I was offended by it. I took a closer look at why she might think that.

Life has entered a smooth season, of solid anticipation of waves, twists and turns. There is little to say about life, other than the fact that we are entering soon the summer vacation, and we wonder how that will be. Will the days seem long? will they fly by?