My Beautiful Baby Girl

She has so much hair now!  I want to cut it soon, get rid of all those Ukrainian unhealthy ends.

I love to look at her.  How could they have given her up?  Who does she look like?  Do they think about her often?  Do they even know she has a new family now?  We have such a huge responsibility to her birth family to give her the best we can.  Love, therapy, education.  I always say her adjustment to our house and our family was so smooth.  But lately something has changed, shifted.  Like the puzzle piece that was in the right spot, but now it sunk down to fit snugly in that spot.  I always knew she was supposed to be here and now I’m having a hard time remembering when she wasn’t.  There are so many blogs that when people confess to having a hard adjustment in their adoption they are praised for telling the truth.  And of course I want to be supportive of every adoption so I do hope everyone tells their own story in their own way.  But I’m telling our truth too.  She fits us, or maybe we fit her.

That’s not to say that every day is a field of roses.  She and Jack get into more stuff than I knew we had!  They spill things and break things and sometimes I can’t keep up with them.  I lose my temper way too often and yell way too loud.  I don’t spend enough time working with them.  Our house is a mess and I’m still looking at Christmas decorations.  But we read books and watch signing videos and Dasha is learning to play with lots of different toys.  She LOVES her brothers and sister.  Having Andrew home this year and taking classes at the community college instead of him going away to school has been so wonderful.  He goes with me to pick the littles up from preschool sometimes and D gets so excited to see him.  It’s just precious.

So we’re looking forward to the next full year we’ll have with our girl.  Happy late New Year’s!