Thursday, May 9, 2013

Brothers three...

One of the most challenging things I found about adopting a child has been the adjustment of my three biological sons.  A lot of time and energy is put into the adopted child's adjustment and development.  But adoption is also a life changing event for biological siblings.  This has been hard and an ongoing process. 

I guess I've been thinking about my three little boys lately, marveling at how much they've grown and enjoying the tweens they've become (and holy crap almost a teenager in the house).  So, I've shared my thoughts about my boys in an article at Mamalode 

I hope you'll visit me there....






Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Visit me at Mamalode

This morning, E came up to me and gave me a hug.
She said
"you're my favorite mom"
then she paused
still hugging me and said
"and my other mom.  I have two favorites."
I kept hugging her and told her how sad I was that her mom wasn't here but that I knew how much her mom loved her
more than anything else

And then I went and took a shower and she watched Strawberry Shortcake
That's how we remember our family in Ethiopia
right in the middle of our life
a little bit here and a little bit there.

Will you go visit Mamalode?
and read my article about meeting E's family?


you could help us remember





Friday, April 12, 2013

What's cooking....

So I'm working on a new blog.  The new one will be less about adoption (though still about adoption) and more about other things too.  Is that vague enough for you?  Because that's all I've got at the moment.  But I will announce the new blog very soon.

Also, I've been trying to do more writing.  Have I ever told you that I used to be a teacher?  Turns out that wasn't the best fit for me.  Have I ever told you that I am a writer (a mostly for fun, unpublished one, but I've had some small, local things published)?  I've been doing that since the 4th grade.  Maybe I'll share my first hard bound (with old wall paper samples) suspense book, published in my 5th grade Language Arts class when I was 11.  I'm pretty sure it's on its way to becoming a do-it-yourself wallpaper bound classic.  The truth is that I haven't ever really stopped writing since then.  This blog has glimpses of it.  I hope the new one will have more.

There are other things cooking over here, keeping me busy and neglectful of 6807 miles.  The only thing I can offer you on this Friday are some Haiku, written orally first with my husband and seventh grade son, sitting around shooting the breeze the other day.  We were laughing so hard that we were crying.  Some of those Haiku are not shareable.  Others are borderline, so enjoy a sample of 3 of our our Haiku (and please understand we were just having fun with these and they do not represent our literary maturity level):

1.   The popcorn goes pop
      the microwave beeps to stop
      bowl salt butter...gone

2.   I just wrote a poem
      plagiarism doesn't count
      oops, no poem for me

3.   Lois is my dog
      she likes to sleep all day long
      she pooped in the hall

You should try it (the haiku, not the pooping in the hall).  Ask your kids to try it with you.  Have a family contest to see who comes up with the best.  Although there are different interpretations of Haiku and how many sounds/syllables per line, and the topics about which Haiku should be written, to make it easy we used 5-7-5, syllables per line and just had fun.  Go on...try it!

And the fun continues, here is what happens if you get in the way of Miss E's spotlight...

sweet

uh oh

Seriously, look at her face back there....daggers


uh-huh
We have lots of opportunity for growth here at our house.




Oh these two...the best of times and the worst of times.

Happy Friday!


Thursday, January 24, 2013

Six.


It's E's birthday today.  She is officially 6!
I snapped a few quick pictures this morning before school.
 (pre hair, so excuse the sleeping hat)
I'll take some more later with her hair done.



Here she is last year on her birthday. 


Oh my goodness, how she has grown in one year. 
5 inches and 12 pounds!


 So many other firsts in that year.  I'll save those for another post.

In other news...
it's cold in New England today.  
Days like these make it dangerous for me to watch House Hunters International.  
I googled real estate in Belize.  
Seriously.  
No one else in my family seems interested though.  Too far?  I'd settle for Charlotte, NC where most of my family currently lives, but I can't get anyone to agree to that either.  So for now, I guess I'll use my 20 years of upstate New York winter experience and just bundle up.

I do have one family member who agrees with me.
Lois. 
She needed her jacket for our walk this morning.  It's 5 degrees.


Sorry Lois.





Monday, December 24, 2012

One year ago....

we made it home.  
It was close.  
Delays, missed flights made it a close call.  
But we made it.  
What a year it has been.  
Not always easy.
  But worth it.





Merry Christmas.


Thursday, November 29, 2012

Checking in

Is there anybody out there?  It's been a long time since I posted.  No real reason.  Or a million little reasons.  We are still here, doing fine. Writing this blog was such a big part of the adoption journey for me.  It helped me connect with other families.  It helped keep me sane through the waiting.  It helped me celebrate and organize when we were matched.  It helped me process our adjustment when we returned home and began settling in as a family. 

We are quickly approaching the one year home mark.  Things are beginning to feel normal.  I laugh as I type those words because, well, who knows if we are normal.  Be we are a family.  That part is real now.  So, I'm just rethinking where to take the blog from here.  Adoption is not the only part of our family and we don't exist solely as an adoptive family.  It's a large part of our story, but not the only story.  So, I'll keep thinking about how to reinvent this blog.  But not until after the first year home is complete.  So stay tuned, if you're still out there.

For now, just some updated pics of our Thanksgiving in Vermont.  We have now moved on to decorating and preparing for Christmas.  Although E came home on Christmas Eve last year, this Christmas will really be her first experience of the season.

The dogs love the freedom in Vermont



Not sure what E is showing here.  Looks like a rock.





Monday, September 10, 2012

The Farm

We joined a local CSA this year.  
Once a week we pick up our share at the farm and we can go pick various things throughout the season as well.  
Here's one of our shares.


It's been a great experience
In many ways.
Fresh, local, real food

and

a connection for E.
Being on a farm is a connection to her life in Ethiopia.  Food has been one of my favorite things to talk about with E.  She remembers so many foods and stories about food.  And we love to cook together.  She sits at the counter, peeling individual cloves of garlic, 
 or tearing kale leaves (in her bathing suit).  

Sometimes we sit on the deck while we shuck corn.  



And a story always comes out.
every
single
time.

She knows farms.  And growing things.

We loved our farm so much that we signed E up for a week of farm camp.
I wonder what she thought about on the farm.  Did it smell familiar?  Were the sounds a happy reminder of her home before us?  Maybe all she thought about was how fun it was to gather eggs or feed the goats.  But I hope somehow it was more.  I want her to feel connected to Ethiopia.  And I hope that food and the farm are one of the ways we can stay connected.

Here's E and Dad picking spinach this past spring.



Someday, E wants to go back to Ethiopia and show me her farm.
I can't wait.

Happy Harvest Season!