...while we were watching the Grammy's (yes we were watching them, mainly because Arcade Fire was going to perform)
the young son was content to just play with blocks and eat his books (we are working on reading them instead of eating them)
then in the middle of Usher and The Beibs he got up and started flailing his arms around in attempt to dance (something he doesn't grace us with very often)
and I thought - "oh crappity, crap and so it begins with the crappy music liking"
when the song was over he went back to his block playing and book eating.
then Mumford and Sons came on followed by The Avett Brothers and he sat in rapt attention, taking in every note and lyric...
...and I thought "Hallelujah! There is hope after all!"
sadly...when Bob Dylan came on he went back to blocking and eating!
he went to bed before our favourite band played but we got to see them.
Showing posts with label our boy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label our boy. Show all posts
Monday, February 14, 2011
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Mom and cub sleeping
Rana and Ade sleeping on the couch after a busy day. I just couldn't help but to post this photo. She doesn't know i posted this, so let's keep it a secret
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Moon Reach
In December, I decided to slowly start buying stuff for Ade's room. I didn't want to buy too much until we had passed court but I was starting to look.
If you remember from this post we had, by way of an accident at a work function and a gift from fabulous friends, decided to do a giraffe theme for our, then unknown, kidlet.
Well, I happened to be on Etsy and found a fantastic baby blanket called "Moon Reach" and I couldn't turn it down. (Alright, I probably could have but I didn't want to.)
So, I took a leap of faith and ordered one and had her add Ade's name on it so that it would be a keep sake for him when he was older (both Yvan and I still have our cuddle blankets from when we were babies).
It came in the mail about a week after we found out there was some paperwork problems with Ade's file and they weren't sure what the outcome would be or if we would be able to bring him home.
I cried for my boy and put the blanket away deep in the back of a closet so I couldn't see it or remember it.
Today, I pulled it out and we are going to finally start on his room...
..and it will have Giraffes in it ...
...and one day, in the not-so-distant future, that room will have Ade in it too...
...cuddled-up, sleeping under this blanket, dreaming of reaching for the moon.
If you remember from this post we had, by way of an accident at a work function and a gift from fabulous friends, decided to do a giraffe theme for our, then unknown, kidlet.
Well, I happened to be on Etsy and found a fantastic baby blanket called "Moon Reach" and I couldn't turn it down. (Alright, I probably could have but I didn't want to.)
So, I took a leap of faith and ordered one and had her add Ade's name on it so that it would be a keep sake for him when he was older (both Yvan and I still have our cuddle blankets from when we were babies).
It came in the mail about a week after we found out there was some paperwork problems with Ade's file and they weren't sure what the outcome would be or if we would be able to bring him home.
I cried for my boy and put the blanket away deep in the back of a closet so I couldn't see it or remember it.
Today, I pulled it out and we are going to finally start on his room...
..and it will have Giraffes in it ...
...and one day, in the not-so-distant future, that room will have Ade in it too...
...cuddled-up, sleeping under this blanket, dreaming of reaching for the moon.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Friday, November 27, 2009
It's About a Wee Baby Boy
I have sat down at the computer to write a post a few times but my fingers just wouldn't type. It is probably because they refuse to spew out the melancholy drivel that is running thru my brain lately.
I have always tried to keep my blog a positive one - a diary of sorts of our journey to become a family. Lately, my positivity is waning...we are still waiting for a document to be finalized. We are told it is being translated.
We had initially been told court application had been made and with that we had an expectation in our mind a date would follow soon after. We have now been told they were incorrect and court application won't be made until the document is finalized. They have no idea how long this will take or when they will be able to apply for court. So, we have had to spend the last week wrapping our heads around that.
It has been difficult to say the least.
However, I want to make it very clear we completely understand this isn't really about us.
It's about a wee baby boy!
Our baby boy!
He doesn't know we are coming. He has no clue how our love is growing more and more each day for him. He doesn't understand how we miss him and long to hold him. He has no comprehension that we wake up every day hoping he is doing well, being cuddled and loved.
We understand the sadness and pain we are feeling is nothing compared to what our little man has, is, and will experience in his young life.
He is trying to figure out what happened in his world that took away a mother he knew and loved and brought stranger after stranger into his life in the form of police officers, orphanage workers, and foster home caregivers.
He will have had 3 different sets of caregivers since leaving the safety and comfort of his mother's arms. We will be the 5th people to care for him...that is a lot of people and he is not going to be a happy little dude. I can't imagine having gone thru 5 different sets of people I thought were going to be the ones to love me forever...can you? All in the first year or so of life...
He will have grief - incomprehensible grief.
We will need to be strong for him. He will need us to let him grieve for all he has lost and we will need to let him know it is o.k. to be sad. Trust will need to be built and it won't be easy. He will be uncertain and extremely scared. It will take a long time but we are in it for the long haul...however long he needs.
This is about him.
As much as I lament about how sad we are...how hard this is for us...we know we have it easy. We have each other...we have our family and friends who we have known for years and years.
Our son hasn't had this stability or support system.
This is about him, his needs and what we can do to start the healing process for him.
So, when I write about how we are feeling ( and I will continue to do so) let it be understood it is because we want our son...our boy...to be in the last and final set of arms to be taking care of him forever.
I have always tried to keep my blog a positive one - a diary of sorts of our journey to become a family. Lately, my positivity is waning...we are still waiting for a document to be finalized. We are told it is being translated.
We had initially been told court application had been made and with that we had an expectation in our mind a date would follow soon after. We have now been told they were incorrect and court application won't be made until the document is finalized. They have no idea how long this will take or when they will be able to apply for court. So, we have had to spend the last week wrapping our heads around that.
It has been difficult to say the least.
However, I want to make it very clear we completely understand this isn't really about us.
It's about a wee baby boy!
Our baby boy!
He doesn't know we are coming. He has no clue how our love is growing more and more each day for him. He doesn't understand how we miss him and long to hold him. He has no comprehension that we wake up every day hoping he is doing well, being cuddled and loved.
We understand the sadness and pain we are feeling is nothing compared to what our little man has, is, and will experience in his young life.
He is trying to figure out what happened in his world that took away a mother he knew and loved and brought stranger after stranger into his life in the form of police officers, orphanage workers, and foster home caregivers.
He will have had 3 different sets of caregivers since leaving the safety and comfort of his mother's arms. We will be the 5th people to care for him...that is a lot of people and he is not going to be a happy little dude. I can't imagine having gone thru 5 different sets of people I thought were going to be the ones to love me forever...can you? All in the first year or so of life...
He will have grief - incomprehensible grief.
We will need to be strong for him. He will need us to let him grieve for all he has lost and we will need to let him know it is o.k. to be sad. Trust will need to be built and it won't be easy. He will be uncertain and extremely scared. It will take a long time but we are in it for the long haul...however long he needs.
This is about him.
As much as I lament about how sad we are...how hard this is for us...we know we have it easy. We have each other...we have our family and friends who we have known for years and years.
Our son hasn't had this stability or support system.
This is about him, his needs and what we can do to start the healing process for him.
So, when I write about how we are feeling ( and I will continue to do so) let it be understood it is because we want our son...our boy...to be in the last and final set of arms to be taking care of him forever.
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