Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.
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Budapest adventure
We just returned from a four day excursion abroad. It was fantastic. We made great memories, and expectations were surpassed.
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Questions from another adoptive mom
At the parenting class I took last month, I connected with another adoptive mom of a 3.5 year old boy. She is 6 months behind me in the adoption journey, and she has been very genuine in her desire to better herself, to learn, to grow.
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Fears
One of the recent nights Jackie called out the 5th time saying softly, “am de ajutor” [i need help]. Usually the needs are as follows: i’m thirsty, cover me, i need to pee, sing me one more song, stay with me, rub my back, tell me who everyone loves me, bring me a toy and…
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Perfectionism
The adoption psychologist assessed me as a perfectionist. I was offended by it. I took a closer look at why she might think that.
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Like a river
Life has entered a smooth season, of solid anticipation of waves, twists and turns. There is little to say about life, other than the fact that we are entering soon the summer vacation, and we wonder how that will be. Will the days seem long? will they fly by?
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She takes it all in
We reap the benefits of every word of advice or correction shared with Jackie. We hear her incorporate what we tell her in her play, or shares it with others. The other day I was putting on daddy’s fluffy housecoat, and daddy says with a goofy tone “hey, that’s my housecoat!” To which Jackie responds…
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1 semester of kindergarten
I am most grateful for kindergarten because Jaclyn got to play with kids her age, unsupervised by me. It gave me confidence in her and in myself. At times I felt responsible to oversee her actions, against my better judgement. I am inclined to trust her, and let her make mistakes and learn from them,…
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Flori
I don’t know if kids come and play with all the other parents, but when Conrad and I arrive at kindergarten to pick Jackie up, a handful of kids drop everything to come and play with us. Conrad makes silly faces at them, tickles them, chases them around. Ah, the squeals and laughter! There is…
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Defiance and the appreciation of it
This is the 8th month of knowing Jackie. We’ve had great days and very hard days, and making it through has strengthened our relationship, confidence and faith.
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Mail
The mailman knocked at our door today at noon. Unexpected visit. He was very nervous. He said he was called into the director’s office this morning regarding my complaint – a short email I sent last evening. He was embarrassed.
