Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Milestones: First Day of Pre-School

As I look back over the last year, my sweet little Jack has grown quite a bit! In the last year, Jack has gone from diapers to big boy undies, crib to big boy bed, and now pre-school. Where has my baby gone? He's growing up! And while it's sad to loose my baby, it sure is fun to watch him grow! As I drove him to school this morning, I peeked at him in the kid-view mirror. His reflection was at the corner and distorted a bit, but it made him have that perfectly round face and cubby, chubby cheeks he had as a baby. I just about burst into tears! I miss that little face and the cuddly baby...but Jack has turned into a sweet, sensitive, cuddly boy!

No first day of school would be complete without front porch pictures!


And here is my pre-schooler by the wishing well made by my Dad

Saturday, September 06, 2008

The day has come

I knew the day would come. The day comes without warning during a mundane activity. The day that all the adoption parenting books talk about. The day your social worker helps you prepare for. The day the adoption parenting classes help you practice. The day that is discussed frequently on adoption forums. The day when your child asks you questions about adoption. Not just questions about the day we got his picture and I ran down the hall and got to the front office before the UPS man was out of his truck, but deeper ones...ones that show he's really processing it. It was time to put my practice to the test...would I pass, would I help him understand? Would I give him too much information? Did I prepare enough for this?

"Mommy, were you adopted?" Jack asked as we washed his hands after using the potty.

I took a deep breath to gather my thoughts. This is it, I think, Jack is really understanding adoption. Please, God, let me do this right!

"No, Sweetheart, I wasn't adopted like you and Sam. I have only one mommy and you have three! Your Omma is your birthmother and Gramma is my birthmother. Your Omma is your first mommy, then Mrs. Park who took care of you in Korea is your second mommy, and I am your third mommy. Your mommy forever and ever." (Thank you, Third Mom!!)

"Mrs. Park bought us ice cream when we met her! And Sam has three mommies too, right?" For being only 3 and 1/2, Jack seems to put things together pretty quickly!

"She did buy us ice cream. And yes, Sam does have three mommies. He has his Omma, his foster mother, and me. I am yours and Sam's forever mommy."

"But, I have only one daddy?" That's when it hit me, I hadn't talked about the daddies...he does have 3 daddies, and we have talked about his Appa but not as much as his Omma. Uhg, I failed, I thought.

"Well, you have three daddies too..." and I explained his Appa, foster father, and Ian being his forever daddy.

"Okay, Mommy. Can I have a snack now?"

I guess I did okay for the first time. Next time I will be sure to not forget the daddies...but next time I think it will be an even more challenging question. And I do have to remember that Jack brought it up so that means he is comfortable asking me questions about adoption...and that is what I have been striving for.