Is it just me, or did July fly by in a whirl?! My mom reminded me tonight that I skipped a July post. Oops! But I have a good excuse! We moved. To a different city! I've been so inundated with unpacking this house and entertaining the kids everyday (it's summer break!) that I don't have much time for anything else. I remember when I was a kid, we never stayed home all day and expected our parents to provide daily entertainment. We were outside playing and running around with our friends in the neighborhood, getting around on our bikes, and we came home when the street lights came on. It's not like that anymore, at least not where I live. I remember playing kickball games in the cul-de-sac of our street with all the kids in the neighborhood. It was so much fun!
My son started high school today. Cray cray how fast these past 14 years have gone. Which means that I am also 14 years older. Not so fun. I hope he has a great year. All my kids are at new schools this year. I hope and pray that they have smooth transitions, great teachers and make new friends.
As of now, Cambria is slated to have a new baby....sister! Her birth mom said they told her they thought it was a girl, but the images were somewhat blurry. She is going to have another ultrasound soon. Cami was excited when I told her. I can't believe my baby girl is going to be 4 next month! I miss the baby stage. She was the best baby.
Happy August, everybody!
Monday, August 8, 2016
Wednesday, June 22, 2016
Oh Baby!
Cambria is going to be a big sister...again. Yes, her birth mom is pregnant again. I told my daughter that "J" has another baby in her tummy. She seemed excited. Of course, she is only 3 and doesn't really understand what all that means. She knows that she grew in J's tummy and then J placed her with us to be her mommy and daddy forever and ever. I wonder if this baby is a boy or a girl? It's still too early to tell. She has had 3 girls and 1 boy so far.
At first, her birth mom said she was considering adoption again (this would be adoption number three) if some circumstances in her life didn't change. Then she messaged me last week and said she has decided to keep the baby. Even if she were making an adoption plan, our family is not looking to grow our family anymore. Our family is complete. As much as I would love to adopt Cambria's sister, that stage of our lives is over. In addition, I honestly feel that babies should stay with their (birth) parents whenever possible. Despite the fact that I adopted my daughter, I really do believe in family preservation whenever possible and when it's in the best interest of the baby. So here's the hard part: if she parents this new baby, what do I tell my daughter when she asks why she and her younger sister were "given away" (I hate that phrase) but her birth mom kept this new baby? Oy life sure is complicated! Fortunately, my daughter already is self-confident and hopefully she will understand the reasons such as her birth mom was not in a place to give Cambria the life she wanted for her at the time of her birth. Anyways, I have been chatting more with Cambria's oldest birth aunt recently that I haven't talked to much, so that's nice. She seems really cool and we love the same restaurant! :)
The kids are out of school on summer break. Well, my oldest who is starting high school in August (for reals! How is that possible?!) got invited to do a summer honors program this summer. So he's technically still in school! Plus he's doing the summer freshmen baseball program at the school. Hey, less time for video games so I'm good with summer school! ;)
Speaking of my oldest son...he turns 14 soon. Already! 14 years ago today I was pregnant and had toxemia and was bigger than a whale and it was June in Phoenix so it was hotter than snot! And I was on bed rest. Gosh I can't believe it's been 14 years. 4 more years and he will be off to college all on his own! Who will be there to bug him to do his homework and study and pick up his dirty clothes off the floor and throw his food wrappers in the trash?! Teenage boys- ugh! Haha!
Happy summer everyone!
At first, her birth mom said she was considering adoption again (this would be adoption number three) if some circumstances in her life didn't change. Then she messaged me last week and said she has decided to keep the baby. Even if she were making an adoption plan, our family is not looking to grow our family anymore. Our family is complete. As much as I would love to adopt Cambria's sister, that stage of our lives is over. In addition, I honestly feel that babies should stay with their (birth) parents whenever possible. Despite the fact that I adopted my daughter, I really do believe in family preservation whenever possible and when it's in the best interest of the baby. So here's the hard part: if she parents this new baby, what do I tell my daughter when she asks why she and her younger sister were "given away" (I hate that phrase) but her birth mom kept this new baby? Oy life sure is complicated! Fortunately, my daughter already is self-confident and hopefully she will understand the reasons such as her birth mom was not in a place to give Cambria the life she wanted for her at the time of her birth. Anyways, I have been chatting more with Cambria's oldest birth aunt recently that I haven't talked to much, so that's nice. She seems really cool and we love the same restaurant! :)
The kids are out of school on summer break. Well, my oldest who is starting high school in August (for reals! How is that possible?!) got invited to do a summer honors program this summer. So he's technically still in school! Plus he's doing the summer freshmen baseball program at the school. Hey, less time for video games so I'm good with summer school! ;)
Speaking of my oldest son...he turns 14 soon. Already! 14 years ago today I was pregnant and had toxemia and was bigger than a whale and it was June in Phoenix so it was hotter than snot! And I was on bed rest. Gosh I can't believe it's been 14 years. 4 more years and he will be off to college all on his own! Who will be there to bug him to do his homework and study and pick up his dirty clothes off the floor and throw his food wrappers in the trash?! Teenage boys- ugh! Haha!
Happy summer everyone!
Saturday, May 28, 2016
School's Out For Summa !!
It's May 29th. I almost missed my May post! Haha I have become a terrible blogger. Turns out life with 4 busy kids and 2 dogs plus a hubby doesn't leave me much time to blog. I haven't had too much more to write about that I already haven't talked about. My boys are busy playing baseball. My daughter's dance recital is coming up soon! The nitty gritty details of my daughter's adoption and relationship with her birth family are really hers and theirs to tell. Her birth mom did message me the other day and asked me to call her- said she had some news to tell me. I gotta admit I immediately thought pregnancy, or worse. I messaged her back and asked when was a good time to call and told her that statement usually makes me think someone is pregnant! And she hasn't responded back yet! I hope she isn't having any health issues. We are trying to plan a trip out there to visit them and I also want to take her by the hospital so she can see where she was born. The hard part is finding time to go.
My house is on the market. So a lot of people are asking me where I'm moving to. Another part of town? Another city? So much going on here, but it's all for the best intentions for my kids and their education.
Speaking of my kids, they just finished another year of school. It was a really hard and challenging year and my two youngest were at a new school. They all did amazing academically and met some nice new friends. There wasn't an 8th grade promotion ceremony or dance. I saw a million pictures on Face.book of my friend's kids at different schools getting to enjoy huge productions for 8th grade graduation ceremonies and 8th grade dances. I'm bummed for my 8th grader not getting to experience anything like that. Oh sure he got to be recognized at an awards ceremony for his GPA and top 15% of his class (just like every other grade at the school). On the good side, they learned SO MUCH academically at their new school. Holy cow can you say advanced curriculum?! The math skills my 2nd grader learned this year are impressive. As with anything in life, there's good and bad. The trick is choosing the thing with the best ratio of positives and negatives. Next year I will have a child in all different stages of school...preschool, elementary, middle and high school!
Oh and for anyone who has been following the saga with the in-laws..... I have some closure on that subject and am done with it. YAY! It has been so liberating. I finally conversed with the husband of the one who had some mis-guided anger, hostility, dislike and who also rejected my daughter from the family. All I will say is I said my peace in the nicest way possible and maybe, just maybe, some of it will seep in and his rational side will get it finally. Anyways, I was the bigger person which I am proud of. I am giving him a chance to prove he wants to have a relationship with my kids.
So here we are at another summer vacation. Seemingly endless days to fill up with fun and adventures. It's hard to believe it's Memorial Day weekend and summer vacation- the weather hasn't been the best. The public high school graduation was outdoors last night, and a lot of people were wearing coats in the audience!
Wishing everyone a safe and wonderful weekend with their friends and families. And let's remember and honor who this weekend is really about. :)
My house is on the market. So a lot of people are asking me where I'm moving to. Another part of town? Another city? So much going on here, but it's all for the best intentions for my kids and their education.
Speaking of my kids, they just finished another year of school. It was a really hard and challenging year and my two youngest were at a new school. They all did amazing academically and met some nice new friends. There wasn't an 8th grade promotion ceremony or dance. I saw a million pictures on Face.book of my friend's kids at different schools getting to enjoy huge productions for 8th grade graduation ceremonies and 8th grade dances. I'm bummed for my 8th grader not getting to experience anything like that. Oh sure he got to be recognized at an awards ceremony for his GPA and top 15% of his class (just like every other grade at the school). On the good side, they learned SO MUCH academically at their new school. Holy cow can you say advanced curriculum?! The math skills my 2nd grader learned this year are impressive. As with anything in life, there's good and bad. The trick is choosing the thing with the best ratio of positives and negatives. Next year I will have a child in all different stages of school...preschool, elementary, middle and high school!
Oh and for anyone who has been following the saga with the in-laws..... I have some closure on that subject and am done with it. YAY! It has been so liberating. I finally conversed with the husband of the one who had some mis-guided anger, hostility, dislike and who also rejected my daughter from the family. All I will say is I said my peace in the nicest way possible and maybe, just maybe, some of it will seep in and his rational side will get it finally. Anyways, I was the bigger person which I am proud of. I am giving him a chance to prove he wants to have a relationship with my kids.
So here we are at another summer vacation. Seemingly endless days to fill up with fun and adventures. It's hard to believe it's Memorial Day weekend and summer vacation- the weather hasn't been the best. The public high school graduation was outdoors last night, and a lot of people were wearing coats in the audience!
Wishing everyone a safe and wonderful weekend with their friends and families. And let's remember and honor who this weekend is really about. :)
Wednesday, April 20, 2016
5 years
This past Sunday 5 years ago was the day the baby girl that we thought was going to be our daughter was born. Yesterday 5 years ago was the day we made one of the most difficult, heartbreaking decisions of our life and said we could not adopt the baby after all because of some circumstances we were not comfortable with. 5 years. Wow. So hard to believe that I could have a daughter entering kindergarten this fall. I wasn't as sad as I had been in years past on these days. I felt bad and sad that we couldn't make that adoption work out for our family. I thought of the birth mother, and what she must be thinking and feeling on those two days. I wonder if she still hates us? I hope not. I wish I could tell her that I think of her often and wish I could apologize, again, for the outcome. I liked her a lot, and it killed me to have to disrupt that adoption. Then I looked at my baby girl and gave her a big hug and know that things turned out the way they were supposed to. The daughter God had planned for me all along was right there with me, in my arms. I don't like to hurt people's feelings and wish we didn't have to experience the failed adoption.
My husband's cousin had asked me a year ago about adoption. So I sent her a really long message about the steps involved (hello, home study!) and all the different options like adoption agencies, attorneys offices, facilitators, foster-adopt, etc. Then she suffered another horrible miscarriage. Today she posted that they are officially pursuing adoption, and are working on their home study! I'm so happy for them. I am excited for them to become parents through the miracle of adoption.
My husband's cousin had asked me a year ago about adoption. So I sent her a really long message about the steps involved (hello, home study!) and all the different options like adoption agencies, attorneys offices, facilitators, foster-adopt, etc. Then she suffered another horrible miscarriage. Today she posted that they are officially pursuing adoption, and are working on their home study! I'm so happy for them. I am excited for them to become parents through the miracle of adoption.
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
Spring Break/ 5 years Ago
The kids were recently on spring break. We went to Phoenix for a few days to soak up some up the sunshine there. Then I got really sick with a bad bronchitis and flu symptoms! So we canceled our trip to Vegas for the end of Spring Break and came home and I camped out on the couch coughing my brains out for 4 days.
Anyways, I kept thinking about the fact that 5 years ago, on spring break, we were in San Francisco meeting an expectant mom who was making an adoption plan for her daughter. We were matched with her since January and she was due in May. We (Dave, our oldest two sons and I) met her, her husband and her 3 kids at the hospital she was going to deliver at. We all got along famously, so well. The kids got along and the adults got along. This baby was the original Cambria. We really liked her and her family and were all excited about the upcoming delivery in May. However, I remember one thing that made Dave and I uneasy was that they hadn't told their children about the upcoming adoption. I'm not sure who their kids thought we were!
Then Dave and I took our kids around San Francisco doing fun, touristy things and eating at our favorite restaurant there, The House of Prime Rib. We also went ice skating. The weather was not great- rainy and dark and dreary skies. But we still had fun on our trip and were glad to meet the woman we were matched with.
She went into labor a month later in April, earlier than her due date. We scrambled to throw clothes in a suitcase and get ready to head to San Francisco. All the flights that day were full, so we ended up driving the 12 hour drive there. A few things had happened the previous week and we were again uneasy with the adoption. We got to the hospital and met this cute little baby girl and while I don't want to go into details, it just did not feel right. A few other things that happened at the hospital raised some concerns and made us raise an eyebrow. Dave and I talked and talked and he had to head home early to go to work, and we talked all the while he was in the shuttle on the way to the airport. My exact words to him were, "I don't think I can do this." And we both had that sinking feeling in our stomachs that this was not the right adoption situation for us. I talked to my mom and my BFF about it. Then we called the adoption agency and told them the news. I couldn't believe that after wanting a daughter for so long, that we disrupted this match. It was devastating and still is to some degree. I still haven't been back to San Francisco since that fateful day in April 2011. The birth mother and the adoption agency were mad at us. Hell, Dave's own SIL was mad at us for backing out, and that was her lame excuse for never accepting my daughter Cambria into the family! (Sound crazy? As if she should get to dictate who I adopt and then take it out on an innocent little baby!) Read my previous posts about the SIL situation if you don't know what I am referring to. To this day, D's brother thinks that was a rational and valid excuse for his wife and daughter and even himself to have nothing to do with my daughter, their niece and cousin- because she had infertility issues and thought we should have adopted that baby no matter what. Sigh..... The whole situation was traumatic and D and I didn't want to talk about it and all the details at first. I cried everyday for months. My sons cried over the loss of this baby sister they thought they were going to have. I slept with the baby's blanket for a month and cried myself to sleep. We live in a small town, and didn't want the whole town knowing all the details. Some things should be kept private and sacred. Besides, it was too painful for me to talk about. Now that I have my daughter and almost 5 years have passed, I am finally ok to go back to San Francisco for a visit. I've seen pictures of the original Cambria, and she is so beautiful. However, I don't think she was meant to be my daughter and I feel she is with the family God had intended her to be with all along. I look at my daughter and I think she is absolutely the daughter God meant for me to have. I just wish he didn't put us through that test and I wish other people's feelings didn't have to get hurt in the process. We never meant to cause the birth family in San Francisco any pain. I feel bad to this day that the whole thing went down the way it did.
We took some time off of adoption after that failed placement. We tried to convince ourselves adoption just wasn't in the cards for our family. But after some time, I realized I did want a baby, but I wanted the baby and adoption situation that was right for everybody involved. So I got back to the search and signed up with some other agencies, including one who I think just took my deposit money and had no intentions of matching us with an expectant mom. I think that agency is closed now. We agreed that if we weren't matched by the end of 2012, that we were going to move onto other things in our lives. I got a call when I least expected it in September saying we were matched and our baby was born 2 days later! (A lot of people I have talked to said they got "The Call" when they least expected it.) I would be lying if I didn't have fears that I would get that same feeling at the hospital that this adoption situation wasn't right, either. My mom said as I was heading to the airport, "Let's hope you come home with a baby this time." We didn't tell a soul outside of my parents and kids that we were heading to NC to meet our baby! I finally told a few people while we were there for 10 days waiting for IC.PC to clear and we were given the go-ahead to come back home with our daughter. I couldn't face everyone with the news if the adoption fell through again. After the 10 days was up and we were cleared to fly back home, I posted a picture of her on FB with the caption, "Meet my daughter!" Everyone was like, "What???!" They asked why we didn't tell them sooner. I laughed and said I myself had just found out 12 days earlier that we were matched! I had to fly out separately because once again this baby came a few weeks early! ;) I met my daughter and her birth mom and paternal birth grandma and cousin all at the same time at the hospital! I kept praying they would all like me and not back out. I spent the next 10 days praying her birth mother wouldn't change her mind. That is how I knew she was meant to be my daughter. Her birth mother signed the relinquishment paperwork 2 days after she was born, and in NC they have 7 days after that to change their mind. Gosh, time has never moved so slow as it did during those 7 days! When Cambria's adoption was finalized, I remember reading the paperwork and crying so hard- tears of joy that I could barely read the words on the court papers. I was holding her in my lap and reading the adoption paperwork at the same time, and I kissed her and said, "You're my daughter forever!" I was a blubbering mess, a happy mess! Ha! That was one of the greatest days of my life. But if you think about it, adoption always means loss to some people in the triad. My daughter and her birth mom lost their legal ties to each other that day. My daughter was obviously too young to understand what my tears meant. I didn't tell her birth mom when the adoption was finalized. I didn't want to cause her more pain and sadness. She never asked. I would have told her if she had asked. I read a lot of adoption blogs where the birth mother is upset that she wasn't notified when the adoption was final. Cambria's birth mom never brought it up.
My daughter is officially 3.5 years old today. I can't imagine my life without her in it. It was a long bumpy road to meet her, but I'm glad we didn't give up. She was meant to be my baby girl. God just had a different path for us to take to make it happen. To this day, her birth mom says she doesn't regret her decision. Sure, she would have liked to be in a place in her life to get to raise her, but she feels she made the best decision. Open adoptions can be hard and a lot of work sometimes, but I think they are also rewarding. I am happy that her birth family gets to watch her grow up across the country and that neither my daughter or her birth family will ever have to wonder or worry about how the other is doing. They can pick up the phone and call or text or send a FB message and ask.
~Wishing everyone a happy and blessed Easter. xo
Anyways, I kept thinking about the fact that 5 years ago, on spring break, we were in San Francisco meeting an expectant mom who was making an adoption plan for her daughter. We were matched with her since January and she was due in May. We (Dave, our oldest two sons and I) met her, her husband and her 3 kids at the hospital she was going to deliver at. We all got along famously, so well. The kids got along and the adults got along. This baby was the original Cambria. We really liked her and her family and were all excited about the upcoming delivery in May. However, I remember one thing that made Dave and I uneasy was that they hadn't told their children about the upcoming adoption. I'm not sure who their kids thought we were!
Then Dave and I took our kids around San Francisco doing fun, touristy things and eating at our favorite restaurant there, The House of Prime Rib. We also went ice skating. The weather was not great- rainy and dark and dreary skies. But we still had fun on our trip and were glad to meet the woman we were matched with.
She went into labor a month later in April, earlier than her due date. We scrambled to throw clothes in a suitcase and get ready to head to San Francisco. All the flights that day were full, so we ended up driving the 12 hour drive there. A few things had happened the previous week and we were again uneasy with the adoption. We got to the hospital and met this cute little baby girl and while I don't want to go into details, it just did not feel right. A few other things that happened at the hospital raised some concerns and made us raise an eyebrow. Dave and I talked and talked and he had to head home early to go to work, and we talked all the while he was in the shuttle on the way to the airport. My exact words to him were, "I don't think I can do this." And we both had that sinking feeling in our stomachs that this was not the right adoption situation for us. I talked to my mom and my BFF about it. Then we called the adoption agency and told them the news. I couldn't believe that after wanting a daughter for so long, that we disrupted this match. It was devastating and still is to some degree. I still haven't been back to San Francisco since that fateful day in April 2011. The birth mother and the adoption agency were mad at us. Hell, Dave's own SIL was mad at us for backing out, and that was her lame excuse for never accepting my daughter Cambria into the family! (Sound crazy? As if she should get to dictate who I adopt and then take it out on an innocent little baby!) Read my previous posts about the SIL situation if you don't know what I am referring to. To this day, D's brother thinks that was a rational and valid excuse for his wife and daughter and even himself to have nothing to do with my daughter, their niece and cousin- because she had infertility issues and thought we should have adopted that baby no matter what. Sigh..... The whole situation was traumatic and D and I didn't want to talk about it and all the details at first. I cried everyday for months. My sons cried over the loss of this baby sister they thought they were going to have. I slept with the baby's blanket for a month and cried myself to sleep. We live in a small town, and didn't want the whole town knowing all the details. Some things should be kept private and sacred. Besides, it was too painful for me to talk about. Now that I have my daughter and almost 5 years have passed, I am finally ok to go back to San Francisco for a visit. I've seen pictures of the original Cambria, and she is so beautiful. However, I don't think she was meant to be my daughter and I feel she is with the family God had intended her to be with all along. I look at my daughter and I think she is absolutely the daughter God meant for me to have. I just wish he didn't put us through that test and I wish other people's feelings didn't have to get hurt in the process. We never meant to cause the birth family in San Francisco any pain. I feel bad to this day that the whole thing went down the way it did.
We took some time off of adoption after that failed placement. We tried to convince ourselves adoption just wasn't in the cards for our family. But after some time, I realized I did want a baby, but I wanted the baby and adoption situation that was right for everybody involved. So I got back to the search and signed up with some other agencies, including one who I think just took my deposit money and had no intentions of matching us with an expectant mom. I think that agency is closed now. We agreed that if we weren't matched by the end of 2012, that we were going to move onto other things in our lives. I got a call when I least expected it in September saying we were matched and our baby was born 2 days later! (A lot of people I have talked to said they got "The Call" when they least expected it.) I would be lying if I didn't have fears that I would get that same feeling at the hospital that this adoption situation wasn't right, either. My mom said as I was heading to the airport, "Let's hope you come home with a baby this time." We didn't tell a soul outside of my parents and kids that we were heading to NC to meet our baby! I finally told a few people while we were there for 10 days waiting for IC.PC to clear and we were given the go-ahead to come back home with our daughter. I couldn't face everyone with the news if the adoption fell through again. After the 10 days was up and we were cleared to fly back home, I posted a picture of her on FB with the caption, "Meet my daughter!" Everyone was like, "What???!" They asked why we didn't tell them sooner. I laughed and said I myself had just found out 12 days earlier that we were matched! I had to fly out separately because once again this baby came a few weeks early! ;) I met my daughter and her birth mom and paternal birth grandma and cousin all at the same time at the hospital! I kept praying they would all like me and not back out. I spent the next 10 days praying her birth mother wouldn't change her mind. That is how I knew she was meant to be my daughter. Her birth mother signed the relinquishment paperwork 2 days after she was born, and in NC they have 7 days after that to change their mind. Gosh, time has never moved so slow as it did during those 7 days! When Cambria's adoption was finalized, I remember reading the paperwork and crying so hard- tears of joy that I could barely read the words on the court papers. I was holding her in my lap and reading the adoption paperwork at the same time, and I kissed her and said, "You're my daughter forever!" I was a blubbering mess, a happy mess! Ha! That was one of the greatest days of my life. But if you think about it, adoption always means loss to some people in the triad. My daughter and her birth mom lost their legal ties to each other that day. My daughter was obviously too young to understand what my tears meant. I didn't tell her birth mom when the adoption was finalized. I didn't want to cause her more pain and sadness. She never asked. I would have told her if she had asked. I read a lot of adoption blogs where the birth mother is upset that she wasn't notified when the adoption was final. Cambria's birth mom never brought it up.
My daughter is officially 3.5 years old today. I can't imagine my life without her in it. It was a long bumpy road to meet her, but I'm glad we didn't give up. She was meant to be my baby girl. God just had a different path for us to take to make it happen. To this day, her birth mom says she doesn't regret her decision. Sure, she would have liked to be in a place in her life to get to raise her, but she feels she made the best decision. Open adoptions can be hard and a lot of work sometimes, but I think they are also rewarding. I am happy that her birth family gets to watch her grow up across the country and that neither my daughter or her birth family will ever have to wonder or worry about how the other is doing. They can pick up the phone and call or text or send a FB message and ask.
~Wishing everyone a happy and blessed Easter. xo
Monday, March 14, 2016
March 2016
I can't believe this month is almost half over already! My middle son turned 11 recently. Yikes did those 11 years go by fast. I had a terrible high-risk pregnancy with him, but he is such a great kid. He was born the earliest out of all 4 kids. And I think he will be the tallest kid! Out of my 3 pregnancies, his was the only epidural that worked properly! That's why I decided to go ahead and try for a 3rd baby! Lol!
We are finally going to get to meet my new nephew soon! I'm so excited! He is so cute!
Baseball season has just started, so I will be busy at the baseball field all the time. Dave managed to not be an assistant coach for any of our sons' teams this year (not sure how that happened!), so he can actually sit in the stands with me and be a spectator parent! :)
The kids are all doing well in school. Cami likes preschool. It is so cute to see her making little friends! What is even cuter is watching her play mommy to her baby dolls! She is so loving and sweet to them!
Our open adoption is still going pretty well. Cambria asked me if I was pregnant the other day- I laughed and said no. (I had a hysterectomy so it is impossible.) I just ate too many cupcakes! Anyways Cambria stuck out her tummy and said she had a baby in there like "J" (her birth mom) and that she was going to give "J" the baby like "J" gave Cambria to us. I told her she did not have a baby in her tummy and she was too young. But on a basic level, she understands that she grew in another woman's tummy and that other woman "J" gave Cambria to us to raise. And how sweet was that of her to say she was going to give "J" a baby just like "J" did for us?
Cambria's birth mom said that a family member that was upset with her destroyed her belongings, including all the pictures I had sent of Cambria to her over the years. I was almost as sad as she was. I want her to have pictures. And I spent so much time over the years getting those pictures taken and printed and mailed to her. I did send her some doubles that I had found around my house. I didn't have very many doubles of baby pictures though, and I told her I'd look for some and mail them to her. She can see pictures on Facebook, but it's not the same as having pictures to hold in your hands.
Cambria got to talk to her birth mom on the phone last month. It wasn't on FaceTime or Skype, so Cambria's attention span wasn't as good not being able to see who she was talking to. I hope that didn't make her birth mom sad.
Well it's late and the kids go back to school tomorrow after being on spring break this past week, which means an early morning for all of us.
Happy March!
We are finally going to get to meet my new nephew soon! I'm so excited! He is so cute!
Baseball season has just started, so I will be busy at the baseball field all the time. Dave managed to not be an assistant coach for any of our sons' teams this year (not sure how that happened!), so he can actually sit in the stands with me and be a spectator parent! :)
The kids are all doing well in school. Cami likes preschool. It is so cute to see her making little friends! What is even cuter is watching her play mommy to her baby dolls! She is so loving and sweet to them!
Our open adoption is still going pretty well. Cambria asked me if I was pregnant the other day- I laughed and said no. (I had a hysterectomy so it is impossible.) I just ate too many cupcakes! Anyways Cambria stuck out her tummy and said she had a baby in there like "J" (her birth mom) and that she was going to give "J" the baby like "J" gave Cambria to us. I told her she did not have a baby in her tummy and she was too young. But on a basic level, she understands that she grew in another woman's tummy and that other woman "J" gave Cambria to us to raise. And how sweet was that of her to say she was going to give "J" a baby just like "J" did for us?
Cambria's birth mom said that a family member that was upset with her destroyed her belongings, including all the pictures I had sent of Cambria to her over the years. I was almost as sad as she was. I want her to have pictures. And I spent so much time over the years getting those pictures taken and printed and mailed to her. I did send her some doubles that I had found around my house. I didn't have very many doubles of baby pictures though, and I told her I'd look for some and mail them to her. She can see pictures on Facebook, but it's not the same as having pictures to hold in your hands.
Cambria got to talk to her birth mom on the phone last month. It wasn't on FaceTime or Skype, so Cambria's attention span wasn't as good not being able to see who she was talking to. I hope that didn't make her birth mom sad.
Well it's late and the kids go back to school tomorrow after being on spring break this past week, which means an early morning for all of us.
Happy March!
Monday, February 29, 2016
Happy Leap Day!
It's that time again...once every 4 years! Happy Leap Day! Enjoy the day and make the most of the extra time! I'm always saying "I wish there were more hours in the day." Well here's an extra 24 hours!
I can't believe 2 months are almost over of this year. I got some sad news yesterday. My college roommate's husband passed away on Saturday. I do not know what he passed away from. He retired from the marines and NY.PD. He escaped from 9/11 without a scratch. Someone had asked him that morning to drive them to the twin towers but he had been working the night shift and someone else offered to give that person a ride instead so he could go home and sleep...and that other person died in the nightmare of 9/11. We were roommates when she started dating him. I was in their wedding. My hubby went to the wedding too....it was so long ago (their 20 year anniversary would have been this June) that my hubby and I were still dating at the time! I am so sad. This news hit me pretty hard. I don't think he was sick beforehand. But I haven't heard any details just that he passed away and she said it was devastating. They have 2 kids. One in college and one in high school. I was saying how shocked I was, and my husband reminded me that he (my husband) almost died about 6 years ago. My youngest son was only 4 months old at the time he got sick, and it lasted about 2 years. That was a hard time for my family. But we came out on the other end ok and we grew our family and added a daughter afterwards too. We are the lucky ones. I wish I could go to the funeral, but they are in New York.
In other big news, I gave up FB for lent. I read things occasionally on there, but no posting or commenting. My oldest son starts high school in the fall. We have been busy trying to decide which high school he will go to. Baseball tryouts happened recently so that means I will live at the baseball fields 7 days a week! Zack's travel team plays games on Saturdays and Sundays and between the 3 boys, practices will be most days from Monday-Saturday. But I secretly love it!
Now it's time to start working on me again and working out and eating healthy and getting back into shape. Time to "leap" off of this computer! Haha!
I can't believe 2 months are almost over of this year. I got some sad news yesterday. My college roommate's husband passed away on Saturday. I do not know what he passed away from. He retired from the marines and NY.PD. He escaped from 9/11 without a scratch. Someone had asked him that morning to drive them to the twin towers but he had been working the night shift and someone else offered to give that person a ride instead so he could go home and sleep...and that other person died in the nightmare of 9/11. We were roommates when she started dating him. I was in their wedding. My hubby went to the wedding too....it was so long ago (their 20 year anniversary would have been this June) that my hubby and I were still dating at the time! I am so sad. This news hit me pretty hard. I don't think he was sick beforehand. But I haven't heard any details just that he passed away and she said it was devastating. They have 2 kids. One in college and one in high school. I was saying how shocked I was, and my husband reminded me that he (my husband) almost died about 6 years ago. My youngest son was only 4 months old at the time he got sick, and it lasted about 2 years. That was a hard time for my family. But we came out on the other end ok and we grew our family and added a daughter afterwards too. We are the lucky ones. I wish I could go to the funeral, but they are in New York.
In other big news, I gave up FB for lent. I read things occasionally on there, but no posting or commenting. My oldest son starts high school in the fall. We have been busy trying to decide which high school he will go to. Baseball tryouts happened recently so that means I will live at the baseball fields 7 days a week! Zack's travel team plays games on Saturdays and Sundays and between the 3 boys, practices will be most days from Monday-Saturday. But I secretly love it!
Now it's time to start working on me again and working out and eating healthy and getting back into shape. Time to "leap" off of this computer! Haha!
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