Category: Adoption

  • The definition of love

    The definition of love

    That catchy phrase: “all you need is love” is not true. I have heard adoption representatives saying that parents need to be ready to offer abundant love. If there is lots of love it will all be alright. I disagree. Because there is a human limitation to this love proclaimed. So I guess we first…

  • Un caz de iubire

    Un caz de iubire

    Spunându-le celorlalte mămici adoptive ca in inima copiilor noștri este loc de multa iubire, si pentru noi, si pentru asistenții maternali, chiar si pentru mama biologica, oi fi facut aluzie si la un soi de iubire si din partea noastră fata de aceste persoane de referință. Nu stiu sigur. Cert este ca iubirea copiilor nostri…

  • Intalnire online a grupului de suport post adoptie

    Printre pixeli si zambete discrete, dibuesc prea bine emotiile, intrebarile si bucuria latenta de a fi parinte – un rol mult dorit si visat care ne da un dram in plus de energie si curaj sa razbim in pandemie. Gazda deschide intalnirea cu lumina si zambete. Interactioneaza cald cu copilasii care mai apar inca in…

  • A doua mama

    A doua mama

    Am venit cu inima si mintea distrase, nepregatite, deși am avut o oră de liniște înainte de Book club.  Cu două saptamâni înainte fusesem așa miscata cand am citit capitolul despre destinul copiilor noștri adoptați, prin prisma poveștii împărătesei Estera.  Cu speranța si credința reinnoite despre lucrurile care încă nu se vad, pe care doar…

  • Meeting the author of wounded children, healing homes

    Thank you for letting your passion transpire in our zoom meeting today. How refreshing it was to hear you and your husband share! I must say, reading this book was like an icy cold shower. Necessary nonetheless. I think sometimes the adoption officials tend to soften the reality of trauma because they don’t know any…

  • Stocking the pond

    Stocking the pond

    My blog stopped sending notification to my 100 subscribers, whenever I posted. Some plug-in updates just didn’t work anymore. I didn’t try too hard to fix it, because I didn’t mind it. I felt free to dump my thoughts without thinking that I’m bothering others with the purging of my mind. (Though people are free…

  • Honest gratitude

    Honest gratitude

    Trying to induce the feeling of gratitude in our kids, especially by comparison, is not sustainable. It’s even dangerous. I read  this idea in an article recently and I let it sink in. It totally makes sense. I don’t remember ever comparing myself to others as a kid. The article says that as we keep…

  • Predictability

    Predictability

    One morning I had decided on having a good day. When I woke up the girls were already playing energetically in the other room legos or cars or dolls. I uttered an honest short prayer: “dear God, help me be patient and kind and joyous today.” I sat on the couch and they clustered to…

  • Beginning of 2021

    Beginning of 2021

    The girls are in the kitchen Ivy wants bread with fish egg spread. She just had dinner. But conrad indulges her. He is tired. He had a long emotional day. And a lasting headache. But he smiled and he served her. I see his profile. And I love him in that moment… just a little…

  • Retrospect

    Retrospect

    “If not me, then who?” This is a strong motivator for me, not despite the inadequacy I feel, but because of it. The mirroring of others’ emotions and the trust that we are all the same, gives me courage to rise above my fear.  A fellow adoptive mom asked me about a post adoption support…

  • Second mothers

    Second mothers

    I started a support group online, a bookclub for adoptive mothers, and we’ll meet 7 times and follow the guide available in the book released by Jody Tucker. We met once and it was grand. Encouraging, natural, inspiring. As the year draws to a close, Evelyn is coming into her own and it’s delightful to…

  • This season

    …feels like the dark woods.  It’s cold. It’s overwhelming. We stumble in the dark. And push through. Day in and day out.  Occasionally, our inner compass, gives us a glimpse of hope. But we can’t know for certain. We pursue the North Star, through the dark clouds. And, by faith, we progress. How lovely it…