Category: Adoption
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Warmth
I wonder about how this season of pandemic is traumatizing our kids, who already have a history of trauma. Then I see the irony. Because I feel increasingly traumatized as a parent. I am tired of nagging. I have always made a conscious effort not not nag. But as I repeat the same encouragement or…
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Today I hold the new certificate in hand
We are happy. Fulfilled. Exhausted. I look at the joyous pictures we took during the first visits. And then later, when she came home. We were genuinely happy. If I take the mental tiredness out of the equation, we could be pretty happy now too. I had an hour chat with my mother in law.…
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Risk
I’m not a risk taker. This is why I’m not the most proficient business developer. I like to serve, and I lead by necessity. As a kid, as the youngest and as a girl, I assumed complete contentment and happiness with less. Less than my brother. Hand-me-downs. I’m not competitive. But I’ve made many good…
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When we are so worn out we don’t see the cuteness
Everything is irritating. I started dreading certain moments of the day. But tonight I had a persuasive talk with the girls. I told them like this: Mommy and daddy are the responsible adults who love them and want what’s best for them. We will do everything in our power to keep them safe, loved and…
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Discipline. About Responsibility and Truth.
Jaclyn made some poor choices, poor for a 6 year old. No dramatic consequences. Yet. But left unchecked, thing could easily get out of hand. I honestly forget the actual line of events, but as I was talking with Jaclyn, taking charge of the situation and setting her straight, I told her that I’m her…
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The girls fell asleep fast
I was holding ivy’s hands, caressing her arm. And holding Jackie’s foot, rubbing it. It was a great day. They spent some time with the grandparents while I went to vote and then shop for a duvet cover for ivy. And we also got a large crockpot for the apple sauce we keep making in bulk.…
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Scrambled brain
I heard a writer say to channel all the strong emotions in order to write. Frustration, fear, love, hope, joy… what about the mental exhaustion? It’s not writers’ block. Is lack of coherence. I never thought I could be this tired. After I put dinner on the table, and the girls relate to me as…
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We stay up late
After we put the girls to bed, we veg is silence. Or conrad reads me a book. Or we watch a show. We’ve wasted a few good hours down the rabbit whole of the internets, but we went to bed more tired than we needed to be. And more disconnected from each other. So we…
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Court date
Tuesday I say yes in front of a judge. We are adopting our youngest daughter and changing her name. Evelyn Rayne. “Beloved daughter, Song of the Lord.” After the first week of school and kindergarten, finding a rhythm, has been a welcomed change. Evelyn cried every day about not wanting to go to kindergarten. Discreetly…
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Prima săptămână de școală
De jumatate de an suntem pe acasă. Ne place sa călătorim, să ieșim din familiar, să ne aventuram în natură, în lume. Anul acessta a fost un exercițiu de răbdare, de rezistență, de perseverență și de credință. Cu emoție și bucurie ne-am trezit devreme luni dimineața. Pentru Evelyn. Care abia aștepta grădinița, locul acela magic…
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What I pray for
Our new godchildren, whose marriage we witnessed this month. May God watch over them, strengthen their love and connection. May he braid into their marriage grace, patience, a servant heart. I pray for the two foster families that took care of my daughters. Who served so generously, who loved wholeheartedly. May they be refreshed, encouraged,…
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Două surori acasă
Într-o săptămână avem noul certificat de naștere. Din aproape în aproape, mai adăugăm câte zece zile la finalizarea adopției. De la cererea de încuviințare a adopției, la decizia judecătorului trimisă prin poștă, la alte zece zile “drept de apel”. Apoi cererea de definitivare a deciziei, așteptarea formalităților ca apoi să ridicăm decizia definitivă și irevocabilă,…