Thursday, April 15, 2010

I am the Truth


Recently there have been many stories in the news regarding international adoption. Stories about corruption and trafficking, about unethical agencies and uncaring parents, about abuse and about neglect, about unprepared families and uninvolved agencies, but are those stories really the truth about what international adoption is? In the face of these stories, the Joint Council on International Children's Services has asked that all adoptive families speak out about the truth of international adoption.

But what is the truth of international adoption?

The truth is international adoption is not for the ill-prepared or the uncommitted- but then that is true of parenting- PERIOD

The truth is your child comes to you with a history that you not only were not a part of, but that you might never ever know. Some of that history may involve their first families or foster families and you will realize that these people have become part of your lives, regardless of whether or not you have ever met them or even know what they look like.

The truth is smiles and hugs, tears and tantrums, joys and sorrow

The truth is that you will always cringe when people ask you if you have children “of your own” because you understand how totally and completely your child is yours even while others can’t understand how that can be so

The truth is that your child is yours, but not yours alone.  They also belong to their first families and that is okay.  Love is not finite

The truth is that your child's story becomes part OF you yet it doesn't belong TO you. It is neither yours to tell or to interpret

The truth is that love is not enough

The truth is that you occasionally feel that you have to explain or defend your family to others and this includes the seemingly positive statement that you “saved” your child. No matter how bad a situation they might have been in, what happens after an adoption is parenting, not saving.

The truth is you need to think about things you may never have ever considered before and things that maybe you would rather not consider- things like racism, classism, privilege, power and entitlement.

 
The truth is tiny handprints on the wall, little footprints on the floor, potty training, homework, band-aids, piles of laundry, sloppy kisses, bouquets of dandelions and belly laughs

The truth is that every news story about your child's country of origin now matters to you too

The truth is that great sadness at what was lost can exist in the same space as great joy at what was gained

The truth is that a child can be the bravest person you have ever met

The truth is that international adoption is messy and complicated and hard and amazing and wonderful 

Before we began the adoption process we took some adoption classes. On the last night there was a panel of adoptive parents (all of whom had only adopted children) One by one they each told their stories and each said they could not have loved their child more if they had been born to them. And while I understood that academically, I wondered how they could be so sure. I now look at my daughters and know birth is not the only thing that makes a parent. I look at my girls and know they are mine- yet at the same time, I also know they are not mine alone. I look and wonder whose eyes do they have, where does their personality come from, how much is nurture and how much is nature.

The truth of international adoption is that family is determined simply by the  act of BEING a family

THIS IS THE TRUTH OF INTERNATIONAL ADOPTION






























Our children are not ours because they share our genes...
they are ours because we have had the audacity to envision them.
That, at the end of the day...or long sleepless night,
is how love really works.
--- Unknown
(edited to add: several people have asked me if they can repost this on their groups or blogs. I don't mind at all- just link it back to the blog and let me know where it was posted)

Friday, April 9, 2010

Easter Photos-Round One

I am still having issues with my hard drive and was only able to upload about half of the photos from the Easter weekend fun and X's birthday so here is round one from Easter weekend- More will follow if I can get B to figure out what's going on.

Several years ago I felt guilty about all the eggs we colored and then threw away (since I am way to paranoid to let them eat them after they have been sitting for hours for an egg hunt- also, when the dye leaks through the shell- yuck) So I decided we would make permanent eggs. Each year the kids get 2 wooden eggs to paint with acrylic paint. Then I mark their initial and year on the bottom of the egg and add polyurethane for durability and we are ready to hunt eggs. They don't break and when you find one that got missed 3 weeks after Easter you dust it off and put it away- no need to worry about toxic fumes if it breaks (and they are flat on one end so you can hide them in some more interesting places since they will not roll if you stand them upright)

Decorating our Easter eggs.






Our community holds an egg hunt for all the kids, although truthfully it is more of an egg "gather" than hunt since the park is pretty much just an open field with some playground equipment. But the kids enjoy themselves and usually a bunny hops in to say "Hello"




"Seriously, you want me to bend over and pick it up?"

The kids hunt by age group and at the end there is a free for all to get any eggs that are left after each group is done gathering. The girls are plotting their strategy to get more eggs.

Little Miss I love the bunny now Mommy (unlike K who wouldn't go near the bunny)

Hopefully, more pictures will be coming soon....

Monday, April 5, 2010

Update coming soon

Hopefully tonight or tomorrow- I am having computer issues and until I can clear some disk space I can't easily upload the photos to my hard drive.  So please keep checking back- lots of fun stuff has been happening- you just can't tell from the blog

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Home from the Hospital- AGAIN

Last night D woke up around 11:00 crying. One of her surgery sites had begun to bleed so by 11:20 we were at the ER. Luckily the ENT called ahead that we were on our way and we got right in- I never even sat down in the waiting room. By 12:30 they were wheeling her back to the OR to cauterize the spot. Of course, that got her admitted for the night so she and I spent last night t the hospital. As always, everyone was wonderful and they take good care of her there. And now we are back home and she is actually a little calmer than she was but still it is a struggle to get her to rest like she should be. Apparently it is common for bleeds to occur around day 5-10 post op but unusual for them to be this early- hopefully we won't have a repeat in a couple of days or back to the ER we will have to go again


This morning watching SpongeBob Squarepants (you can't be choosy in situations like this)
Eating the first of several popsicles

They have room service so we tried to eat some non-frozen flavored water type food


Seriously though- can we please go home now??




Thursday, March 25, 2010

We are Home and She is Eating

Potato chips...

So far she has had 5 popsicles, a HUGE bowl of sherbet and a handful of potato chips. And while she is somewhat crabby so far she is doing far better than we expected. We are supposed to keep her quiet and resting (insert skeptical laugh here) and she can't go to school for a week (or swimming lessons for 2 weeks which she will not be happy about)

I didn't take any photos before the surgery since she was a tad grumpy- although I wish I had thought to bring the videocamera to film her on the way to the induction room after a dose of Versed. Here is a summary of her recovery....

Not doing so well post op- she woke up very distressed and her O2 levels dropped so she was moved to the part of the PACU for more intensive nursing until her O2 level was back to normal. It took about 45 minutes before we were able to be moved to the regular PACU unit

Of course you can't go home until you eat or drink and she wasn't waking up for juice or sprite. The nurse also brought her a slushy and when I asked if she wanted a snowcone (a favorite around our house) she woke right up and was ready to eat the slushy while watching cartoons on TV



And if a snow cone wasn't exciting enough- she got to have a glass of Sprite She was in such good spirits several nurses were surprised she had her tonsils out. On the way out of the PACU we walked back through the waiting room and she made sure to tell everyone "All done" and to wave goodbye

Sleep, Ice Cream, GO HOME

(and in case there is any doubt about keeping quiet B just had to get her off her bike)

Surgery Update 2

Awake and eating a purple slushy while watching Team Umizoomi on TV. So far so good

Surgery Update 1

We just talked to her ENT. She did great during surgery. She is in recovery but not yet awake so we haven't seen her yet.

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