Then you don’t make anonymous comments like this.. Why hide things? My two older children know about my son and that he was adopted by friends of mine. They know the whys, the hows, and everything else there is to know. My birthson now knows that he is adopted and most of why things turned out the way they did. When someone asks me about my kids I tell them….
I have been having a very detailed online and private discussion with an adult adoptee about regarding, amoung other things, whether or not using hindsite to battle the “If Onlys” is a accuate and realitic way for a mother of loss to look back on her experience. Part of the discussion kind of revolves around IF a woman does not have the resources to parent the first child..then how does…
Picture this… It’s Friday afternoon and I get in my car ready for work. I have a new really cute denim jacket that I love, my hair is feeling alittle crazy, the sun is lamost shining, and I feel pretty good. So I go to make my 17 minute commute, and pop on Tom Petty’s Wildflowers..one of my favorite CDs and blast it. Now I adore Tom. Saw him live…
I have been stretched thin lately, so tonight..after working and going to an grand opening to a friend’s new tatoo shop, I wanted to hit the blogs. SoA has eating up my internet time, as has been working on the Origins Websight. I get to Suz’s and I am just stopped dead in my tracks. SLAM…she hits home, straight into my heart and mind with THIS for mother’s day. I…
…will never leave me, I fear. I just closed the back cover. It was a tremdous read. I was obsessed. I took it to work. I read it on the playground. I read it in Freindlies while the kids ate dinner. And though it all, in public, it would rock me so hard emotionally so that I became so choked up inside and tears streamed down my cheeks. It is…
The subtle coercion in adoption counseling often does not seem real. “Coercion” is such a harsh word. Adoption is seen as a decision, a wise choice; made by selfless mothers, for the good of others, for the betterment of her child. We give up our babies for adoption. In adoption counseling, we work on making our adoption plans. Adoption agencies do not truly violently rip children out of wailing mother’s…
God, I am so sick of cleaning. My House has been scrubbed, polished and shined, and washed. And yet,not one person has come to look at this house. Oh well…whatever happens happens. Anyway, this happening, this “getting the house on the market” has eaten up my life. I got tons done, but nelly, I am tired! I am NOT going to tourture you with a big list of my painting…
So Rye and I have been “house hunting” for a while. We have a huge list of criteria. There is nothing wrong with our house now..in fact I love our house…so one of the things that I am hung up on is it must be another excellent house. But….I have agreed with him that it is a good financial move..to move. I bought this house almost 9 years ago ..for…
So I got my period today. And I turned 38. And Rye worked all day..won’t see him till 11ish..if I am lucky. Garin came home sick yesterday..so I brought him to the doctor. He has the same thing I did ..10 days ago, but I never went to the doctor. So we have Strep. The good thing is now there is a script for Penicillan in the house,and more that…
So…. Short list of things to bitch about today: 1) My throat really, really hurts still. 2) Rye calls me at 8 AM this morning..he had gone off to work. The AXEL of that stupid Jeep BROKE. I swear I should have a Blog on the trials of that stupid thing. I hate my husbands Stupid Jeep dot com. Have I mentioned that he belongs to forums where people POST…
So I didn’t break Tristan’s face. I was worried all night as it was dark when it happened and then he made me plaster him with healing bandaids..so I couldn’t see underneath when we got home. This morning I managed to bribe them off him..as he likes bandaids and will wear them for a week. No swelling and just a little abrasion..and no brusing, yet. Scarlett, on the other hand,…
All over the place tonight…maybe I’ll work backwards. I just got back form my kids cousin’s birthday party. So nice samll family like affair..simple, cake and presents, nothing insane..a bout a half dozen kids. No sooner do I get there, two of the guests ( relations on the other side?? I am not sure..they seemed like an older lesbian couple..not that that matters..) are showing off to Colleen ( my…
I followed the Fed Ex truck down the street yesterday, feeling all excited as I knew my red tiles were in it!!! And so, to beat my own procrastination, I did it. It was a bear, but it is done. Today I finished scraping the glue off and gave it the polish coat… The kitchen table and chairs are back. As is the dog food, much to Lilly’s delight. Would…
Yes, I “decided” to lose my child. Yes, I was “very sure”. Yes, technically, I had ‘other options’, but in my heart, in my head..there was no other option just this thing that I must do for us both. I believed what I was told. I wanted to believe it since at least believing it gave me some hope. Of abortion, of parenting..both were dark and cold as seen by me. My views were skewed. Our lives at stake. And I was in no position to make this life long decision. Yes, I needed to be protected from myself.
One of Max’s bands is playing a show this weekend. I got the invite, though I have to wonder if it didn’t just go out to everyone. I mentioned it to Garin who is very sure of the fact that HE WANTS TO GO. Or, rather, he says “we are going”. Never mind that I am slated to work, never mind that I would have to send the other two…