Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.
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Missing our daughter
Being a Daddy is the best—and hardest—thing I’ve ever done. When we met Jackie for the first time, I truly felt that I had discovered my true calling. There is so much that I have to work on to be a better Daddy to Jackie, patience, namely, but it’s a challenge that I try to…
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Food for thought
First time we got certified as adoptive parents we took a class and among many others we had to write a letter to the woman who gave birth to the child we will adopt.
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Things jackie says at age 4.5
Mommy, You have two options (none is good). I need more options. I don’t like the options you gave me.
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Captain of the ship
I restarted the book “parenting with presence”. I enjoyed it so much and read it too fast the first time around.
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“Use your words”
Over and over again it is confirmed that what children need is not a perfect household, but a real home. Not perfect parents but honest, loving parents. There is room for mistakes. There is room for our hearts to pray to do better, always be better. And give them room to build resilience. Mental, physical…
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A different type of labor
Two years ago, on my birthday, I remember bursting into tears at the notary. It was s repeat visit. We were running in circles. It felt futile. Yet we overcame it all. We forgot all about it, as we looked back from the vantage point of parenting. This paper chase is our labor. Two years…
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News
It’s raining. Jaclyn woke up early to come with me and Rufus for a morning walk. She talked and sang, and bossed Rufus around.
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Appearances and brave heart
It’s hazy. White clouds move fast through the hills. I dropped J off to kindergarten and upon getting home, before the workday starts in earnest I took conrad and Rufus for a walk. Yesterday Conrad went outside only after 5 pm, eyes sore from allergies and computer work.
