Cathartic journaling of an adoptive mom.
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All the things that went wrong today:
We got Jackie’s passport back, with an invitation to go to the interview at the US Embassy on her behalf. Bucuresti is 600 km away. That will be Jackie’s first plane ride, at the end of June.
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Visa
Yesterday I sent in Jackie’s passport to the embassy via the free tnt delivery service, to get a visa for her, to visit the states, hopefully at Christmas.
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Today is Mother’s Day in California.
A few years back I had arrived to PBCC and saw on the bulletin a note about the flowers adorning the front of the church. They were dedicated to all the women who that day were childless due to a slew of reasons listed right there, singleness, infertility, loss of a child etc. It made…
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Nap time
Trying to put Jaclyn to bed this afternoon, I lie next to her and I hear her whispering quietly; Then she lifts her head, sees me and asks: “Who is this, sleeping in my bed? It must be a princess. It’s princess mommy!” Then she kisses my cheek. [mixed fairytales reenacted]
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6th class
I guess that’s what the healthy human brain does, it improves the memories, it beautifies them, lightens them up. But writing down the truth with its uglier side has been the most helpful when looking back.
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Favorite things
What is your favorite thing about home? – Rufus Who is your favorite person? – Mami! (Smiling broadly) What is your favorite food? – Milk What is your favorite thing about this neighborhood? – The green field What is your favorite thing at your grandparents house? – Chocolate (ahem!) …ask me more about my favorite…
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Grammie and Grampa meet Jackie …and Rufus
After two years they land in Cluj again. They came for Spring, but it has been snowing for 24 hours straight late April. Weird weather. Just our luck… they also missed their connection flight in Istanbul as the plane left late from San Francisco.
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Bed time
After we read the long bedtime story she asks: “Can you stay with me for a little while?” –“Sure!” I say, not worried one bit that I’m going to spoil her. The thought had crossed my mind during the first months. Not anymore. I caress her face. I trace her forehead, nose, chubby cheeks, chin……
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Momma’s girl
“Instead of playing and watercoloring with daddy, Jaclyn decided to wait for mami to finish her bath. #mommasgirl” – Daddy
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Fourth parenting class
One of the things we talked about yesterday was the post-adoption (like postpartum) depression.
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Those four sister
As we received our certification that we are able to adopt, I was contacted by a friend who runs a non profit organization rescuing children at risk, caring for them temporary or long term through different partnerships or in the Hope House, and they have in their employment social workers who work on navigating the…
