Monday, January 25, 2010

On My Mind - Part II: All Adoption All.The.Time.

So, it has been a while since I really talked adoption. But let me tell you as of recently it is ALL that I think about for several reasons.

First, (and I don't know why I haven't shared this sooner... perhaps because the amount of waiting initially made it disappointing news to me) because we have a court date set to finalize our adoption. On March 9th at 11:00 am we will walk into a court room River's guardians and walk out his parents! River will be 5 days shy of 18 months old on that date.

Second, the tragic events in Haiti. In case you haven't read my previous posts on Haiti or checked out the links under my "All Things Haiti" list, my interest in adopting from Haiti began about a month into our adoption journey with River. My sister lent me a book called "Children of a Lower Flight" by Suzie Krabacher. The copy she lent me was given to her by Suzie herself. Suzie's foundation Mercy & Sharing is dedicated to serving the women and children of Haiti and has several orphanages in Haiti. Since then my sister mentioned to Suzie my interest in adopting from Haiti and she passed on her contact info for me. I have yet to contact Suzie because we want to try to give birth to our next child meaning that our next adoption is (if at all, since I'm only half of the parenting team that needs to be on board) several years out. But then the earthquake happened... estimates soar as high as 200,000 dead. The need down there seems SO great now. I've donated money, signed up through ASCE (American Society of Civil Engineers) to volunteer to help with the recovery efforts which will include so much of what I do on a daily basis (design utilities like water and wastewater systems), etc. So then I begin to wonder if this is also a good time to think seriously about moving my desire to adopt from Haiti up my list of priorities? Adopting transracially and transnationally is NOT a decision to take lightly, though, and so my mind continues to process, research and of course I continue to pray, pray, pray.

Third, I recently read the book "Secret Thoughts of an Adoptive Mother" by Jana Wolff. My adoption discussion board friend Shannon included me on facebook event for her adoptive mommies book club which was reading the book. If I haven't mentioned this before I LOVE the trying to conceive and adoption discussion boards I have joined. The are THE.BEST. I have met such amazing, inspiring women through them that all the tough parts of my journey through infertility, miscarriage and adoption have been worth it to know them! I wouldn't trade anything for the opportunity to have "met" in cyberspace Devika, Rhiannon, (click here to read my previous thoughts on Devika and Rhiannon though all mentioned here are very strong women) Gretchen, Ruth, Shannon, Lynn, Erica, Jill, Cindy, Joy, Jen, and Faith in addition to those who I've come to know through reading their blogs. Ah-hem, sorry I digress... so, back to the book... which was very thought provoking and almost scary at times. Some of her thoughts were so foreign to me I started to question myself and whether or not I'm taking adoption seriously enough. I am going to be doing a series of posts on some of her more interesting thoughts starting this week because that is the only way to do my thoughts as well as hers justice.

Fourth, I had a very touching conversation with River's birth father recently. Notice of the court date to finalize the adoption (unkindly to birth parents everywhere titled "Termination of parent child relationship" as if the court is telling first parents they can no longer interact with this child they have placed for adoption as some form of punishment for their selflessness... grrr) were sent to Angie and River's birth father. To add insult to injury and despite the fact that our adoption is a placement adoption the reason for termination of parental rights was listed as Abandonment - i.e. parent has not seen nor provided support for the child for a minimum of one year. I was furious on behalf of Angie when I read this because I KNOW she has not even come close to abandoning River. Luckily she had much more understanding than I did. Why does the law, especially that regarding adoption, have to be so cold and heartless for birth parents and even adoptees? Anyway, concerned about the terminology used River's birth father called me to discuss this. We had a conference call with our lawyer to explain from a legal standpoint why this reason was used. We also discussed his ethnic background, medical history, and I was reassured several times that he was very happy with the outcome. This means so much for me to hear from Angie and birth father. And it is something that I will miss very much if we adopt internationally or domestically closed next time. Something that I miss for my sake but mostly for our child. So then the question becomes do we stick with domestic open adoptions? If we don't will our other children wish they had the same level of interaction with their first mothers that River does? Is it only fair to stick with similar adoptions so that no children are left to resent their sibling and his connection to his first family? Anyone have any thoughts on this they would like to share?

Fifth, there is a new adoption blog I'm following, Growing Family. This blog is a must read! I found this blog when bored one day at work I decided to see if my blog came up when I searched for the title using Yahoo or Google (it doesn't btw or at least not before page 20 of results). This post - I [don't] Believe in Adoption - caught my eye and I decided to investigate. Seriously isn't she is amazing? She writes so honestly and beautifully about adoption that I am addicted. Every time I sit down to read her posts I walk away with a brand new mouth full of food for thought. Especially related to interracial adoption.

Thank you for bearing with me on this long post. I definitely needed to spill some of my thoughts out on this cyber canvas to prevent a catastrophic event in my little brain :)

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Haiti

Just wanted to share this music video put together by the artist Aaron Ivey. He and his wife have successfully adopted their daughter Story from Haiti and are in the process of adopting her brother (bio and adopted) Amos. Obviously they are desperately trying to bring him home now.



If you are able to donate to the efforts in Haiti and haven't decided where to donate to, check out Aaron's website for "Help Haiti" T-shirts of which 100% of the profits will go to ministries serving the beautiful people of Haiti.

If you've already donated or if you can't afford to, don't forget to send out all the prayers and/or positive thoughts you can to this country so that the rescue efforts will move smoothly and efficiently, and that the recovery efforts will be long lasting so that the poverty known by most Haitians even before the earthquake will be a thing of the past.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Embarassing Mommy Moment #173

This morning for the first time in almost a year I ventured over to the gym I have a membership to through work. I used to be pretty regular on Saturday mornings going first to the cardio room to run for 30 minutes then going to the yoga center for a yin-yoga class. After a full week of choosing chores over exercise in the morning I decided that I had earned this little indulgence.

As I was running out the door (late) I received an awesome hug from River as he and Cory enjoyed an after breakfast snack of chocolate. I threw on my coat and was out the door. I arrived in time to run for 15 minutes prior to the yin-yoga class and hopped on an eliptical machine quickly so as to get as much cardio in as possible. I ran into someone from church that I know and had a brief conversation with her before getting started. Half way through my run I realized some people were looking at me strangely. The girl on the eliptical a couple of machines away kept on stealing glances at me. I thought maybe they thought I was weird because I was wearing a long sleeved shirt... but that wasn't entirely probable as another woman in the room was wearing a sweatshirt. With 5 minutes left to go I removed my shirt to finish up the exercise in my sleeveless sports top. After finishing my workout I cleaned off the machine and hurried to redress as going to the yoga center requires going outside (where temps are in the teens) to another entrance. When I picked up my long sleeved shirt to put it back on I realized exactly why people where staring at me. The awesome hug from River turned out to be a very chocolatey one as well and I had chocolate smears on my shirt on not only one but both of the shoulders... and I still had an hour and fifteen minutes to spend in the company of a large group of people who don't know the story behind the smears or even what substance had made them.

Since yin-yoga is such a gentle workout there was no way I could make it through the entire session in my sleeveless sports top and my only alternative to the smeared shirt was my winter jacket. So I had to suck it up and ignore the voice in my head saying, "They're all going to laugh at you!" (a bit from a CD I used to listen to of Adam Sandler's stand up material) because I was determined to see my little indulgence through to the end. Who knows? It may be another year before I venture out to the gym again. And perhaps it would be a good thing :)

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

My New Years Resolution

This year I have one solitary New Years Resolution. It is not in the typical lose weight or budget finances categories. I went "high raw/vegan" back in October, and have always been good about exercising daily so I've lost 13 lbs recently. Cory and I came up with a budget in November and have managed to stick to it even through the financial stress of Christmas. However, there is one area in which I am HORRIBLE! Embarassingly so...

I am horrible at bringing the Christmas Spirit into my home during the Christmas Season.

I know, I know... and yes I AM terribly ashamed of this.

For my years as a bachelorette and my years married without children to a man who hasn't really been "in to" Christmas since he was a kid, perhaps this was acceptable. However, now we (which really translates into me since Cory still isn't "in to" Christmas) are solely responsible for creating that magical, warm and happy spirit for another precious human being that WILL be "in to" Christmas. We will be responsible for finding a balance between the magic of Santa (though I'm still conflicted on what to do about Jolly Ol' Saint Nick) and presents and the real gift of the season, celebrating our Saviour's birth. This is a part of parenting I hadn't even thought of being afraid of or planning for but I am quite overwhelmed by the responsibility of it.

Growing up my parents did a great job creating the Christmas spirit every year. Such a great job that I became 100% reliant on them to make Christmas fun and magical. I didn't realize this, however, until my first Christmas out of the house came around. I was completing my first semester of college, studying furiously for finals when all of the sudden the semester ended and BAM! a few days later it was Christmas. I was devastated! I was used to Christmas celebrations beginning December 1st and lasting until the 31st. I was used to decorations around the house, decorating the tree, advent calendars, the smell of pine and cinnamon twists in my home, presents under the tree, etc. Left to my own devices, however, I forgot to decorate my dorm (and didn't have any of my own decorations anyway) and I put off shopping until the last minute leaving myself with only a few days to stress shop for everyone on my list. It was the most miserable Christmas ever. When it was over, I promised myself I would never allow school to get the better of my Christmas season...

Yeah, well so much good that did! Here I am... lets say just a "few" years later... and I STILL let life, work, household responsibilities and stress get the better of my Christmas season. So this year my resolution is to finally make good on the promise I made myself after Christmas 1998 (okay, okay, so it has been more than just a few years since then ;).

To tackle this more general resolution I have broken it down into several goals:

  • Purchase more Christmas decorations on clearance after Christmas this year. (Tough right now since money is SUPER tight but I'm trying to do my best.)
  • Decide on how to (if at all) encourage belief in Santa Clause without taking away from the real reason we celebrate Christmas. I honestly can't believe I am even considering not encouraging a belief in Santa but parenthood does strange things to you... like making you understand where your parents were coming from! I was raised with Santa but thanks to my snooping best friend in 1st grade discovered that Santa wasn't real at age 5 so I really don't remember a Christmas believing in Santa Clause. (I would love to hear others thoughts on this as I am sitting on the fence right now. My Dad's vote is no Santa.)

  • Start 1-3 of our own family traditions to help make Christmas special and magical. Some ideas I've thought of include 1. studying the way Christmas is celebrated in one country each year, decorating, celebrating and eating food traditional for that country 2. sponsoring a needy family each year and being their Santa Claus 3. Individual advent calendars for each child (this is actually an idea I am copying from my MIL). Again, I would love to hear from others some fun Christmas tradition ideas that you don't mind sharing and don't mind if I may copy!

Well, I better start getting ready for Christmas 2010! In the mean time, though, here are pictures from Christmas 2009:

Me and River in front of my parent's Christmas tree (we spent Christmas at my parent's house)

Getting ready to open gifts

Still waiting to open gifts while River shows off his standing and walking abilities.

River opening a few of his presents.

River playing with my favorite gift we got him!

Grumpy Cory (we only got a couple hours of sleep on Christmas Eve) and River.

My niece Tessa's "stink eye." Don't upset her unless you want to see this face:

The crickets and meal worms my brother bought my sister as a gag gift. The meal worms are cheddar flavored and the crickets are sour cream and onion. Mmmm...

For fun we decided to actually eat them and have our own little Christmas Fear Factor. Here is the before...

And after...

To be honest, the weren't really that bad! Just tasted like stale Cheetos or something like that.

Best wishes to everyone and their New Years Resolutions!