Wednesday, January 14, 2015
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
I've got it...that home town pride. Anything that has to do with Detroit and it's surrounding suburban cities, I'm all over it. I married into driving a Honda, so though I cheated on my city, my heart was in the right place. I know I live in Sharks Territory, but I'll always cheer for the Red Wings. I'll always have a soft spot for the Lions would could never seem to win...and the Pistons whose reign of glory I witnessed during their Bad Boys, Back to Back era. Aside from sports, I feel knit into my home town. I haven't lived there in a long time now, but when I hear about things going on there, my ears perk up and I pay attention.
It has made me wonder if it's important at all for Callie and Micah to feel connected to their birth place. Do I only care about Detroit because it was such a part of my growing up? Or would I always wonder about it...even if we moved away when I was little? I don't know. But I have found that Callie has a curiosity about her birth place. Her ears also perk up when she hears about or sees pictures from where she was born. And so, I wrote an article about it for Adoption.com. Because who knows? Maybe it does really matter.
Monday, January 12, 2015
On Sunday Sammy and Callie came home with these CTR crowns. Rarely does Sammy allow something on her head. And when it's there, it doesn't stay on too long. But she kept this on for about 2 hours. And I thought she looked so cute. Normally I'm in awe of those crystal blue eyes. But in this picture, it's those lips. Since she was born, she's always had rosy lips...so pretty, so perfect.
At times I've looked at her and wondered what she would be like if she were just an average 8 year old. What would she look like? The truth is, she would look very similar, however with a larger head, her features would be a different. And I wonder. I wonder what she would say to me. I wonder what she would do on her free time. I wonder what would be important to her and what would make her laugh. Those things I don't know, and won't know, right now. I look forward to the day when I do know those things, but then I wonder about that. What will our relationship be like? I'm sure it'll be incredible...but our relationship is so much based on her daily needs. Will I know how to not take care of her? Will I be able to just sit and talk to her? Yep. I will. And it'll be great.
Until then, what I do know is that she's amazing. I do know she has gorgeous, gentle eyes and beautiful, happy lips. She needs to eat soon after she wakes up, but is patient and will wait until other things get done. She enjoys being with other people. She will follow Callie and Micah around just to be with them. Colin is her dearest friend. She has an infectious laugh and has very ticklish legs. She likes a good massage and is able to truly relax when someone takes the time to rub her muscles loose. She gets excited by whipped cream, chocolate almonds, and marshmallows. Her fingers curl inward. She has a little bump on the side of her skull. She has a small birth mark on her leg. And she is an angel in a little girl body. These are things I know. And these are things I love.
Thursday, January 8, 2015
After my article on Adoption.com, I received an email from the creator of RealImprints.org. She asked if I would be willing to share my story, more in depth, on their website.
I spend a lot of time writing, but for some reason i twas difficult for me to get our story down. I think part of it is because I'm so used to writing for Adoption.com ... 500 - 1,000 words...that to really put down our story was a challenge. But I loved doing it. And I love the website. It's story after story of hope filled testimony, and I love it. So I was honored to be asked to join with the others who have shared their personal experiences.
Part One can be read here. It's more about Samantha.
Part Two can be read here. It's focus is on how Samantha led us to adoption.
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
Monday, January 5, 2015
Our Callie girl is 7 and I can hardly believe it!
Once she was this
Now she is this
Celebrating Callie's birthday started the night before when Marcus and I snuck in while she slept and hung balloons from her ceiling...a tradition she loves!
Callie's not much of a morning person, but she woke up so happy! She had NO problem getting ready for school or smiling for pictures. Look at her. She was beaming!
I was excited to come into her classroom to bring the birthday treat. When I came, they sung this cute song about making a cake and blowing out the candles. It was cute. And, no surprise, she loved it. As a side note, I love Ms. Borrelli. She's such a great teacher and Callie really likes her. I feel so blessed that Callie has had her 2 years in a row...kindergarten and 1st grade.
So here's the deal. We can't bring treats to school for birthdays anymore. I have mixed feelings about this, but it does provide awesome opportunities. This year Callie wanted to bring a balloon for everyone. I decided we could do that, and was actually kind of excited myself. But here's the thing to remember if you ever decide to bring 30 helium balloons into a classroom. They take a lot of space in a car! I didn't even think about that. When I picked them up, I almost couldn't fit Micah back into the van. Luckily, I did. And I got the balloons to the classroom, much to everyone's delight!
Sophia, Mattea, and Callie
Even string cheese is more exciting on your birthday.
Pre-party Goofy Faces!
On Monday night we had a few visitors including Callie's new cousin, Liam. We were surprised when they showed up and honored to be the first party he attended.
Callie chose chocolate cake with vanilla frosting. Then we decided to add a little orange to the frosting. It was a little too strong, but she liked it a lot.
What I like a lot is that it looks like Colin is a cut-out set on top of Callie's head. That's funny.
Bummer for Sammy...as we were eating dinner, she threw up all over the floor. Well, actually bummer for Annie because she was sitting there by her. Sammy spent the cake-eating period on the couch watching everyone else.
See, up above there are 2 children stuffing their faces with processed food, too much sugar, and hydrogenated oil. This is the traditional birthday. Below...pale, sad, staring off...no birthday fun. This was moments before she threw up again. We did a lot of laundry that night.
Analisa and Alex participated in the birthday fun too. Analisa called and Callie decided skype would be better. It was.
Our birthday crew, minus Mommy Photographer. Even sick Sammy is wrapped up in a blanket, and Micah is 1/2 in the picture.
I love my birthday girl!
Earlier while we were frosting her cake, Marcus decided to do a little teasing.
"Oh no Callie! We forgot to get you any presents!"
She looked at me with a little worry on her face. "It's true Callie, I'm so sorry. I've been so busy getting things together for your class and tonight." I went along with it for a bit. But Marcus kept carrying it on. Then Callie came up to me and whispered, "Just tell Daddy he can just give me a lot of hugs and kisses for my present." We both thought that was pretty great. She did get a ton of hugs and kisses...and some presents.
Later that night when she was going to bed, I asked Callie if she had a great day. She said, "Kind of." I was so surprised. She had been floating high all day long. "Just kind of?" And then she explained and it was so sweet. "It's my birthday and everyone is supposed to be happy. But Sammy is sick. I feel so bad for her."
Our 7 year old is one sweetheart. She still is made of fire, but there certainly is some sugar in there too.
Love you Callie! You make my days bright!
Sunday, January 4, 2015
I am so blessed to have an incredible mom. She has ALWAYS been my biggest fan. Largely because of her, I have been able to accomplish so much in my life. She has given me a drive to do whatever I set my mind to. And all those things I do are a very important part of my life. I'm so grateful that she instilled this sense of strength in me.
I've had other women in my life who have supported what my mom was able to teach me...young women leaders, friend's moms, extended family members. I'm so grateful for all those women in my life who mothered me along the way.
So when people worry about open adoption and what that means, how it can be confusing to have two mothers, I think about my life. I was surrounded by love, by those who had my best interest in mind. Why would I want to shut out people who love my children and have their best interest in mind as well?
When Callie was born, my friend, Heather, gave me this poem. I have it posted in my article and briefly share my feelings about it. Thank you Heather for the gift 7 years ago. I love it.