Tag: adoption

“I vaguely remember conversations about adoption with my parents, friends, and relatives.

While I was cooking lunch, Jaclyn put Rufus to bed at noon. She said “Rufus, la culcuș!” He obeyed. She then sang to him “bate vântu’ frunzele”, kissed his head and said “noapte buna Rufus!” Then came out, saying “I just put Rufus to bed!” 😉

The first visit went great. It was a two hour visit of basically friends catching up, as our social worker has been with us from day one of starting this journey. Even Jaclyn said she liked her a lot. She wrote down a lot of things, and we talked about how much Jaclyn has blossomed.…

We love stories. We enjoy watching movies. We enjoy reading books. They are redemptive and enthralling, for young and old. Here are some more quotes from the “20-things…” book that reminded us to be intentional about our storytelling, to create a context and be aware of how Jaclyn begins to process it all.

When is it the right time to start teaching something, explaining or correcting something? If you thought about it, the best time to begin is now (using age appropriate guidance).

Probably it won’t be the last old uninviting building I have to wander through, ping pong style. But one can hope… These days are split like this: 5 hours driving, 4 hours at the hospital, 2 hours nap, 5 hours reading, playing, eating, walking Rufus.

Have you prayed for something for a long time, and it is finally given to you with lavish generosity? And you are in awe of God’s attention to detail. And then automatically you feel like you have arrived, and you feel responsible to take over the project…

We’ve gone over the loose timeline of the adoption a lot. Many of the details were to be processed during their respective steps. All I could remember from the practical matching period was that we were to get acquainted, then proceed through mutual attachment as we would spend time together, first at the foster parent’s…

Time will pass and I will forget some details. I mentioned at the beginning that she was shy and we were clumsy the first time we met. But from the moment we had to say goodbye the very first time, she was sad to see us leave. She’s been cared for and I dare say well…

I love this process of becoming a father. It seems a bit unorthodox, or rather, jumping into the deep end of a pool you can’t see the bottom of… in winter, but I love it anyway. Every day I learn something new about my daughter. Yesterday, she ate three of the banana muffins I baked…

Kids love. They have a tremendous capacity to love and to reflect whatever you show them.

Yes, parenting a three year old is exhausting, yet we do it with glee, one day at a time.