Well, not all of it. Just the part starring…me! In case you missed it, back this time around two years ago, I was on the Montel Williams Show and it was pretty horrible. Since then, I have been trying to get the dern thing online. Long story, but even after having the geeks at the office mess with it, it still could not be converted to a playable file. Though…
I have been thinking about adding an “Books about Adoption List” for some time. I know there are probably better book widget’s to add in the sidebar, but sinc they have such a huge selection of unsugar coated adoption books, Amazon will work fine for now. In a perfect world, I would have read every single adoption book on my list and only put up the ones that I could…
Please, for your own Sanity, begin at Part 1. I have to say that right at the stroke of 13, you could actually see the difference and difficulty that hormones bring on to both budding teens and parents alike. I hardly expected it to be that drastic and true, but it was. Maybe I was hoping that all the horror stories I had heard were wrong, but they are not….
So I had eluded in my Adoption Denial post the trouble that been happening with Garin. I figure that it might be a good exercise in processing to write about the whole situation. Parenting teenagers is hard, I can tell you that. While Max has made it to the over 21 stage, not being the active everyday mom, I don’t have the same reference points with him at all. The…
One thing that is still very intimidating about declaring the official “I’m back!” is that my email boxes splillth over. I had attempted to combine them all to an outlook account since I am well programed in using outlook from work, but sadly my Yahoo accounts ( 3 personal ones) won’t take to Outlook as Yahoo is stinky and wants one to uppgrade to get access to POP. To that…
Hey all..if there is anyone even checking in anymore to read this… I think that I am ready to return, not that I actually ever really left. I mean, that’s the one thing that we should know now about this thing that is named ADOPTION…no matter how hard one might try, you can’t really get away. I tried. I honestly really tried. But it’s like a cancer; you get this…
The post the other day about my broken humerus was a preamble of sorts. I wanted to talk about my arm, but you need to know the situation first. *** It’s almost Mother’s Day, I am PMSing, it’s raining, I just turned 40, and my arm is still busted. Oh, and it really bothered me to figure out that the quantity of time that I have spent with my own…
While quite a few of the mainstream media seems to have picked up on this, the lovely MSP sent me the notice of the Time article. Thank you, my friend! Now before I go off on an infmous FauxClaud adoption rant, please follow that link that appears below that says “digg story” and take a minute to sign up for Digg and then “digg it”. If the dern thing gets…
I missed the beginning, and I missed the end, but what I did see made chills run up and down my spine. What Seaparets a Cult from Adoption? Yes, this Michael Travesser guy is a freak. Yes, it’s all very scary stuff. The whole having sex with young virgins because he is the Messiah is nasty stuff. But what really peeked my interest was the control aspect of how this…
For the record, my arm is still very broken. Yes, if you are not aware of my lack of grace and poise that casued this back in early October, I have been existing for more than the past 7 months with a very broken left humerus. It pretty much sucks. It’s obviously that no one really likes to break a bone and that it casues pain. That’s a given. I…
This is a continuation of thoughts based on a YouTube Comment, the first part: You don’t deserve to be a Mother. This is the part of the comment that is in the spotlight now: Growing up in extreme poverty is not what a child deserves I think that first we have a need to define “extreme poverty”. I immediately get a mental picture of the Save the Children” commercials: toddlers…
Since I began the whole adoption is knitting analogy, I figure it’s best to continue that: ____________________________________ My adopted son and his flute, just hanging out: Thank goodness, the night before, a bunch of us slammed out the kitchen and put all the food stuffs away from the party. Even though it was 2am, I knew that I would not want to face the hell that was my kithcen first…
I have made the comparison between adoption and knitting before. The analogy was used heavily in Tapastry, likening all our individual stories into separate threads that we must weave together and then view, from afar, in order to see the truth about adoption as a whole. This past weekend, I was struck by the analogy again. When you are knitting something, and you leave off for a while, when you…
Just Because You Can Get Pregnant Does Not Mean You Deserve to be Mother. Adoption is not bad! Just because you can get pregnant does not mean you deserve to be mother. I do not think that issues such as being unmarried should play a role in your choice though. But i do believe that at times adoption can be the best solution for a child. Growing up in extreme…
It’s a big birthday week here in Adoption land. If I recall correctly, and I might not so please forgive me…Gershom begins it tomorrow, I go on Thursday the 24th and then Jenna rounds us off on the 25th?? What I do know for sure (as I wouldn’t bet money that I get their two dates correctly)is that I am in a damn fine group. I don’t know if the…