I’ll keep it short as it’s late, and it was a very long day, but so fulfilling, so joyous. Jaclyn came home today for the first time. She met Rufus and made friends in the neighborhood. We played with the many games we bought. She always makes up a new game with whatever game pieces she has handy, she builds towers, makes food on the stove, goes on picnics with just some domino tiles and a stick. And she is in the habit of putting things in containers. Makes cleaning up toys (especially legos) very easy.
She ate cereal with milk, fruit (kiwi banana kumquats), my soup was a success, and she drank two huge glasses of milk. We read books, sang songs, she walked Rufus holding on tight, we drew on the black board, took a rest time and climbed into our loft up and down a million times. As Conrad was on a conference call, we were giggling in the other room, loud enough apparently to be overheard (and rejoiced over). Conrad said it was the best day of his life.
He went to the store to get some stuff and as he was gone, Jaclyn stops mid game and asks “where is daddy?” I answered “at the store, shopping; he will be back soon”. As Conrad entered the door he called loudly “girls. I’m home!” Jaclyn ran to greet him “daddddy!”
It’s surreal. The day seemed scripted, but we had so much wholehearted fun.
We had to take her back at 9 pm, though she said she wants to stay here. She said multiple time “I like it here!”
It’s a wondrous thing, this attachment period, a season of very little control; we just love and initiate and hope for the best. She melts in my arms as I tell her I love her and I have been waiting for her for a long time. She says nothing but I know my words sink deep. I am a mom, and the mother in me is blossoming and surfacing with tremendous force I didn’t know existed. We still wonder if we are going to be good parents. But until we find out the answer, we love honestly, lavishly and with determination and courage.
