Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.
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Rings
We dug up all my treasures, boxes of jewelry, buckets of earrings, old rings, necklaces, bracelets… we spent an hour trying them on, mixing the earrings and then finding their match…
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Court Date
A year ago I was watching an emotionally charged video of a young family adopting two little girls. We were just starting in earnest on this journey and we were filled with enthusiasm.
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A New Bed
Before we met Jackie, we bought a convertible crib; one of those cribs that have an adjustable bed height and can be a junior bed. Well, Jackie already seems to be growing out of it, so we bought a full size twin with a proper mattress. She loves it, and says “Now I’m a Big…
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“I want to sleep in your big bed!”
All of a sudden, after spending a full exciting weekend together, she decides that the bucket is not full quite yet. On the contrary.
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Finishing what you start
We know a young man who dropped out of high school because he sought freedom and independence …little did he know he was running into the arms of dependence …dependence on others. At 17 he left his foster family as well, but came back to them at 18, because there he still found support even…
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Gotcha Day – February 28
I’d say it’s a pretty unique day in the calendar already. Now it’s even more special.
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Just a paper 📝
Tonight it hit me. By the end of this month I will say yes to becoming Jaclyn’s mom at the courthouse, in front of a judge.
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Reconnected
I didn’t even realize how much Jaclyn and I had merged together, until she started spending large chunks of time away from me.
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A new beginning
Tomorrow Jackie starts kindergarten. Today we had our last home visit before the adoption if finalized and Jackie will become an Altmann with all the legal rights.
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His voice
“Speak to me” this is what I ask God, as I wander in white silence. I wait. It’s been a whirlwind …and I ask again “speak to me; I don’t hear you”.
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Routine
It’s slightly below zero, and cold rain drizzles constantly, settling in a slush mixed with months of frozen dirt n the streets. Gallons of heavy rain might wash it all off by Spring.
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Do versus don’t
I vaguely remember someone telling me about how confusing it is for a child to constantly be told what not to do. What about the stuff they should or are allowed to do. That is somehow more appealing or clear.
