Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Monday, May 16, 2011
Morgan's Nursery Part 2~ It's finished!
Today I just finished Morgan's room. I tried to have everything done before May 1st but it just didn't happen. I had energy today because Harrison and I slept until 10am so I took advantage of it!
The only other thing I'm waiting on is the curtains from Pottery Barn. They were on backorder until the end of June, but I'm hoping I get them earlier! Her room is really bright for most of the day because it's on the front of the house so her curtains are pink/white polka dotted black out shades. They better be worth the wait and the amount I paid for them!
Also, today I did this.
I forgot how much work a newborn can be! It makes me tired just thinking about it!
The only other thing I'm waiting on is the curtains from Pottery Barn. They were on backorder until the end of June, but I'm hoping I get them earlier! Her room is really bright for most of the day because it's on the front of the house so her curtains are pink/white polka dotted black out shades. They better be worth the wait and the amount I paid for them!
Also, today I did this.
I forgot how much work a newborn can be! It makes me tired just thinking about it!
"Mommy. It's raining outside!"
May 10, 2011 ~~So, don't judge my parenting skills but a lot of times when Harrison plays outside in the back yard I take time to get things done inside. Our yard is fenced in and there's nothing out there for him to get hurt on. I leave the door and/or window open and go check on him every 10 minutes or so. Usually, he's just throwing dirt on himself and playing with his cars. Well, this particular day he came inside soaked and muddy and said mommy it's raining inside. It had been really nice all day so if it rained it was just all of a sudden, but I knew I didn't hear it. So I said show me where it's raining. We went outside and this is what he showed me.
Our neighbor turned on his sprinkler between our houses and Harrison was determined it was raining. It was so funny! All I could do is laugh.
I threw his tennis shoes in the washing machine and was able to save them. I had to mop the kitchen floor too because there was mud from Harrison and Dixie following him!
I try to cherish these moments because I know one day I'm going to miss this. I know I'm going to want to hear him say "mommy hold you" or "I love lu mommy" or his new one "good job mommy!" I love this little guy and he has no idea how much his life is about to change! 38 weeks on Wednesday!
Our neighbor turned on his sprinkler between our houses and Harrison was determined it was raining. It was so funny! All I could do is laugh.
I threw his tennis shoes in the washing machine and was able to save them. I had to mop the kitchen floor too because there was mud from Harrison and Dixie following him!
I try to cherish these moments because I know one day I'm going to miss this. I know I'm going to want to hear him say "mommy hold you" or "I love lu mommy" or his new one "good job mommy!" I love this little guy and he has no idea how much his life is about to change! 38 weeks on Wednesday!
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Being adopted...
Okay. So you may or may not know that I'm adopted. I was adopted at 3 months old. For the first 3 months of my life, I lived in a foster home until my adoption was final. Recently, more people that I'm close with here in Gulfport have found out that I was adopted and began asking questions which is totally okay. I realize that for someone that isn't adopted it's kind of difficult to see it from my point of view and to wonder how I feel about it. Well today while I was blog stalking, I came across a blog called christianadoptionservices.blogspot.com, and they posted a list of questions that an adult adoptee had felt about their adoption. I have to say I've never seen this so plain and clear but this is exactly how I felt growing up.
"Questions that crossed a 29 year old adult adoptee’s mind growing up. Take a look at this list and do everything in your power to be able to answer these questions for your child.
1. Does my birthmom miss me?
2. Did she look at me when I was born?
3. Did I mean the world to her?
4. Did she say my name to my face?
5. Was I loved?
6. Did she want me?
7. Did she care?
8. Is she my real birth mom since she doesn’t look like me?
9. Why did she leave me?
10. Why did she keep my siblings instead of me?
11. Lack of money?
12. Did she love my dad?
13. Was I a one night stand?
14. Was it a summer romance?
15. What time was it?
16. Who held her hand?
17. Was I a problem?
18. Am I erased?
19. Was she afraid?
20. Was I quickly taken away?
21. What was the day like?
22. Was it sad?
23. What about my grandparents?"
Now having Harrison and about to have Morgan, I can't imagine giving up my children for anything. I can't imagine seeing their tiny faces and then giving them to someone else. I can't imagine wondering every year on their birthday what they are doing and how they are. I want to be the crazy mom that takes 10,000 prom pictures. I want to be there to see them walk across the stage when they graduate. I want to see them get married and have children of their own. As for my biological mom, she missed all this. She doesn't know me. She knows exactly where I am and how to get in touch with me (because I found her) but she still doesn't. Honestly, it hurts. It hurts a lot and I used to hate her. I hated her until one of my friends told me that it took way more energy to hate her then to just deal with it. I was almost 26 when I found her and now I just tell myself that I didn't need her in my life the first 26 years and I don't need her now. I know I'm one of the lucky ones. I was adopted by a great family that is a little dysfuctional but whose family isn't. I know that not all kids are as lucky as me. I was adopted by parents that gave me everything I've ever needed and they still do!
"Questions that crossed a 29 year old adult adoptee’s mind growing up. Take a look at this list and do everything in your power to be able to answer these questions for your child.
1. Does my birthmom miss me?
2. Did she look at me when I was born?
3. Did I mean the world to her?
4. Did she say my name to my face?
5. Was I loved?
6. Did she want me?
7. Did she care?
8. Is she my real birth mom since she doesn’t look like me?
9. Why did she leave me?
10. Why did she keep my siblings instead of me?
11. Lack of money?
12. Did she love my dad?
13. Was I a one night stand?
14. Was it a summer romance?
15. What time was it?
16. Who held her hand?
17. Was I a problem?
18. Am I erased?
19. Was she afraid?
20. Was I quickly taken away?
21. What was the day like?
22. Was it sad?
23. What about my grandparents?"
Now having Harrison and about to have Morgan, I can't imagine giving up my children for anything. I can't imagine seeing their tiny faces and then giving them to someone else. I can't imagine wondering every year on their birthday what they are doing and how they are. I want to be the crazy mom that takes 10,000 prom pictures. I want to be there to see them walk across the stage when they graduate. I want to see them get married and have children of their own. As for my biological mom, she missed all this. She doesn't know me. She knows exactly where I am and how to get in touch with me (because I found her) but she still doesn't. Honestly, it hurts. It hurts a lot and I used to hate her. I hated her until one of my friends told me that it took way more energy to hate her then to just deal with it. I was almost 26 when I found her and now I just tell myself that I didn't need her in my life the first 26 years and I don't need her now. I know I'm one of the lucky ones. I was adopted by a great family that is a little dysfuctional but whose family isn't. I know that not all kids are as lucky as me. I was adopted by parents that gave me everything I've ever needed and they still do!
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