Category: Adoption

I can’t believe it’s June already. June is always a busy month in our house. The busiest of the year, now that we quietly celebrate Christmas far from our hometown, each December. In addition to our wedding anniversary and Father’s day, we also celebrate a marathon of birthdays. Our second daughter and I share the birth-month with…

Cocooning Survival Tactic #7:  Gradually emerge from the Cocoon. Do not overstay your welcome. Still, do not jump back into the real world all at once. We have unceremoniously begun our own re-entry, venturing out more and more, at a calculated pace. My cousin recently asked, tongue-in-cheek, how we would know our Little Man was ready… Would he sprout…

Little Man is acclimating to our culture with apparent ease, continuing to achieve several “firsts” each day. He no longer rejects all but scalding hot bottles, like those he was accustomed to in the orphanage. In China, he barely consumed any liquid during his first 48 hours with us– until we finally realized that due to…

Today marks six weeks that we have been home, together, as a family of five– though it feels like much longer. Not in a “Been-on-hold-with-the-pediatrician’s-office-for-ten-minutes-awaiting-lab-results-on-a-bacterial-culture-but-it-feels-like-much-longer.” kind of way. More like a “Hey-I-just-met-you-and-this-is-crazy…”, kind of way. By the way, the former scenario alluded to above? Not fictitious. The latest ailment assailing our household is yet another infection on poor…

Well, we finally did it. We left Little Man with a sitter. Don’t get excited, it was a far cry from the romantic getaway that we’ve fantasized about… We spent it in the local Emergency Room. Yesterday I awoke with acute abdominal pain that intensified as the day wore on. Husband rushed home from work when I…

Surgery is officially on the books for Little Man. You’ll recall he was born in China with a cleft lip that was repaired there when he was just four months old, and a cleft palate that remains yet unrepaired. Putting it plainly, having an open palate means he has no roof to his mouth. When…

I think it’s safe to say that the honeymoon is officially over. Though not in a bad way… For our girls, the novelty of their newly adopted, long awaited perfectly precious cherubim brother has worn off. He’s now just a run-of-the-mill, plain ol’ little brother. He gets into- and sometimes destroys– their belongings. He throws…

First time ever I saw your face… “A child born to another woman calls me Mommy. The magnitude of that tragedy & the depth of that privilege is not lost on me.” – JODY LANDERS