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Expressing His Independence

21 Apr


The Bird rarely spits up. In his four and a half months, he’s spit up only around 10 times. Maybe 15. At least half of these occurrences have taken place minutes after someone asked us, “Does he spit up much?” and we have answered, “Hardly ever.”

I’m fairly confident he doesn’t speak
English yet … but these events make me wonder. They also concern me. If this is the Bird expressing his independence to prove us wrong, we’re in trouble later.

“Does he make good grades?” a coworker might ask one of us.

“Straight As,” we’ll answer just before he comes home with a failing report card.

“Is he well behaved?” someone will ask.

“He’s a very good boy,” we’ll reply even as he’s being given a suspension notice at that very instant.

“Is he good with the dog,” an animal-loving friend will inquire.

“Oh yes,” we’ll say as Casey comes into the room with a large chunk of missing fur.

Or maybe he just had to spit up.

All the Lyrics are About Us

9 Apr

A long time ago I wrote a short post about how at some point in the adoption process everything seems like it is about the adoption process. Especially music. Every song I heard seemed to be about adoption, even songs about romantic love. This obsession with finding the hidden adoption connection has not passed despite the Bird’s arrival and full integration in our lives.

In fact, it has probably gotten worse. Almost as soon as the Bird was born, I confess that I was singing Carly Rae Jepsen’s Call Me Maybe to him. Only my version went like this:

Hey, I just met you
And this is crazy
But I’m your mama
And you’re my baby

Terrible, right?

The last two weeks the song that has been giving me an ear worm is actually a song about teenage vampires in love, but I’m sure it’s secretly about adoption. It’s “A Thousand Years” performed by Christina Perri for the Twilight saga.

I have died everyday, waiting for you
Darling, don’t be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more

And all along I believed, I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me, I have loved you for a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more

Christina Perri- A Thousand Years (Official Music Video) from W3ndy on Vimeo.

What do you think? It’s totally about adoption, right?

Way to Break the News, Mom!

5 Oct

Every time I search the word “adopted” on Pinterest I see this. It never fails to make me laugh. Have a great weekend!

A Rose by Any Other Name

2 Dec

In my other life, I work in the field of public relations. Yesterday I logged in to PR Newswire to upload a press release and notice a headline that caught my eye:


From the Jersey Shore to the Royal Palace, Pop Culture and Celebrities Offer Inspiration While Sophia and Aiden Still Reign Supreme

Truthfully, I hadn’t been waiting … but I couldn’t help but take a peek. The list of the top names for baby girls and baby boys was interesting enough - lots of Sophias and Aidens out there this year, but the follow up commentary was even more interesting.

The rise in popularity of the name Mason (#3) is attributed to Kourtney Kardashian’s son. *sigh*

Also, Briella (what?) and other names inspired by New Jersey-based reality shows including – and I am not making this up – the first name Jersey. Really? *double sigh*

I also noted with interest the rise in royal name like William, Harry, Kate and Pippa because if Don and I have a son our top contender for his name is Harris, after Don’s grandfather. Baby Harry. It’s so cute right? Except, it seems, he might be in school with a lot of other Harrys. Oh well – we’d probably call him Harris anyway.

C is Cookie

17 Nov

When our social worker came for our home visit, I made cookies. Just from the tube of cookie dough mind you (I had been out of town for five night before her visit), but baked in the oven nonetheless.


This must be pretty common because when V, our social worker, came in she said, “And you made cookies.” She didn’t seem surprised at all. So, we’re typical. Stereotypes, if you will.

Doesn’t matter, though … she ate the cookies.

That crunchy bit on top of the chocolate chips? It’s a sprinkle of kosher salt. Try it. Seriously. You’ll never eat unsalted cookies again.


16 Nov

Yesterday we went to the county courthouse to get fingerprinted. Cameras and cell phones aren’t allowed inside so I couldn’t document the visit, but here is the proof we did it.

Arlington County (VA) is inkless, meaning they scan your fingerprints. No alarms went off and bars didn’t slam down around us, so we must not be on any major Wanted lists. Phew.

I thought we’d be able to take funny photos of our hands after the process, but thanks to technology the shot I hoped we’d get was not possible. Don, ever the sport, did pose for the series below for me, though. Here he is doing his best to look like a hardened criminal. I’m not sure it’s very convincing.

The fingerprints are required to obtain state police and FBI clearances for all adults living in your house. Our home study agency provided the cards for us (there were a couple of pieces of information we had to fill in) and we had the scans taken at the Sheriff’s office (which in our town is at the courthouse, but it might be different for you). We paid $10 each for the imprinting.

The next step is to send them off to our agency, along with a cashier’s check for $50 for the processing made payable to the state. Again, the exact procedure may be different in your state, but here in Virginia the home study agency will forward them to the Background Investigation Unit in Richmond and the results will be sent back to them.

To find out where to be fingerprinted in your area, type the name of your city and state (or county and state) and fingerprints into Google and it should be fairly evident.  

So, did you have to get inky for your fingerprints?


I Love Reading Other Blogs: Plug and Play Parenthood

19 Oct

You guys! I stumbled on a great adoption blog today: Plug and Play Parenthood. Head blogger Heather seems to be out to create the same type of blog as we are: one that covers the personal aspects of adoption and provides a road map for others.

Also, she’s a little bit awesome. So is her husband. Here’s proof:

  1. During their first home study interview, Kevin was asked how they cope with life’s stress and he said, “Alcohol.” Naturally he was joking and, after a delay that was a bit too long for Heather’s comfort, he explained that he was kidding and that they often use humor to work through stress. Come on – that’s a GREAT answer.
  2. During the home visit portion of the home study, their dog was in heat and wearing underpants. Heather and Kevin thought it would look less strange if they also put her in a t-shirt to balance out the underwear. Seriously. They tried to convince their social worker that the dog didn’t normally dress up in gear, but the social worker may not have believed them since she found a dog-sized hot dog costume in one of the closets she poked through.

The good news is that they were approved for adoption despite these crazy happenings and other funny moments (you’ll have to go read her blog to find out more). This lightens my load a lot. I don’t want to pretend to be something different than we are to impress our social worker and this gives me hope that it will be okay to crack a few jokes or have quirky mishaps along the way.

So, basically, I have couple crush on them now. Best part? They were matched a few weeks ago and are expecting to bring home their baby boy after his birth in December. I will be following along.