Last Thursday was our first day back to our Classical Conversations Community after winter break. It was a crazy day, and it ended with a visit to a friend we hadn’t seen in a while, homemade pizza, and the Little Man and I both crashing by 8:30. Part of CC is learning a timeline of… Continue reading Mommy? What is slavery?
This was my “to do” list on Tuesday. You can see by the lack of a check mark next to it that I didn’t complete the task. I have a few pairs of footie pajamas for Little Man that his toes poke through that I need to fix, a few buttons to replace, the drawstring… Continue reading Mending
Little Man turned five yesterday. I can’t hardly believe it myself. It seems like just yesterday we brought him home from the hospital. I remember walking out of the elevator, wondering why no one was even questioning why I would be carrying an obvious newborn in a car seat out the main doors. I remember,… Continue reading Five.
Holy cow where has the time gone?!?!?! February was a rotten month. I wish I could say otherwise, but it was just plain rotten. The weather was mostly cold and snowy and cold and cold and sub-zero. Keith worked insane hours. He also turned forty in there, and was not too terribly happy about it.… Continue reading I Missed February (aka: Four Might Kill Me)
— 1 — Tomorrow Little Man will be four. Four. 4. Maybe if I say it, type it, repeat it enough, I will believe it. I mean, it was like yesterday I was waiting on pins and needles for the phone call. — 2 — But here it is. Four years later. All he wants… Continue reading Seven Quick Takes: Melancholy Birthday Edition
Today is Mothers’ Day. I have very mixed, bittersweet emotions today. My mother is traveling home from Florida and a visit with my brother. This is the first Mothers’ Day in at least eleven years that we have not spent together. My mother-in-law came over and we went out to lunch, but my husband is… Continue reading Bittersweet Holiday
I know it’s been forever since I posted. Like practically the whole month. So be gentle with me as I ease back into this world of blogging, as my heart is very sensitive right now. I have so much on my heart and soul and mind to write about. There has been so much that has… Continue reading Heavy Hearted
Tuesday was Little Man’s first birthday. Keith had planned to take the day off so we could go to the local children’s museum. Then we were going to take dinner and cupcakes over to a friend’s house, because she and her girls cannot attend his big birthday bash on Saturday. The day dawned yucky. Lots… Continue reading Our Adoption Reopens (Subtitled "Adoption is Hard")
Dear Son, Tonight I put you to bed as a one year old. Technically, yesterday you were 52 weeks old, and tonight marks 52 weeks since we brought you home from the hospital. 52 weeks since your first mother, a woman that your father and I love and respect, a woman who miraculously came back… Continue reading Dear Son
Well…I suppose, really, it was inevitable. Our adoption is now totally closed. It’s true that by our word K & I are to send updates about Little Man to our lawyer at specified intervals (3,6,9,12,18,24 months and ages 3-5). So, I guess, it’s sorta open from our standpoint. Plus, S has our phone number and… Continue reading The Door Slammed Shut *Updated*