Tuesday, May 16, 2006

What does it mean to be "Paper Pregnant"?

So I use this term loosely & say I'm "paper pregnant." some people laugh and some don't really know what to say. I have established by this time that there are a few different types of responses I get from people:
1) They are quite excited- they ask questions, they are friendly, they are genuinely happy for me. they give a damn.
2) they smile blandly and congratulate me cordially and change the conversation as quickly as they can.

It's hard to say what makes people respond in this second way. It could be that they don't support adoption, it could be they don't support international adoption, it could be that they don't know anyone who has adopted and don't know what to say, it could be they just don't give a damn one way or the other. I have learned to catch it quite quickly though, and not let it get to me. Clearly, if it's one of the first two reasons, it's their problem not mine. These are not the people who would be disrespectful of my daughter when she (finally!) comes home, they are the people who would pretend she doesn't exist, or the people who would find another place to go be if I brought her into work to visit. I, being the eternal optimist, hope that in most cases people who respond the 2nd way are just not sure what to say...but as a Mom to be, my radar is on & I find myself being keenly aware of what I perceive people to think. That's where the danger lies though! What I perceive may not be their reality! So, in the end, it's a crap shoot. It seems I worry less about the people who ask questions (and sometimes silly questions!), but more about the people who don't say anything at all.

How is this different from a biological pregnancy? Well, comments like "when are you due?" are replaced with "are you still doing that adoption thing?". "Haven't you had that baby YET" is replaced with "don't you have your baby YET?" And...the big one and probably what makes it most difficult to be an adoptive mom- when you are 3 months further along than the other pregnant woman in the room (who has a biological baby) and everyone is fawning over her & asking her all sorts of questions about the baby & noone says a word to you because it's not obvious and they've forgotten...the "getting left behind" part. I saw these t-shirts which said "paper pregnant" on them. I couldn't bear to think about actually owning one, because it was a bit too much like the T shirts that say "baby inside!" which I think are a little awful...but I can see how in a few months I'm going to wonder why it is I don't own one. Biological parents have a due date- they can say with relative certainty the month their child will be coming, sometimes within about a 2 week window. I *think* I can pinpoint the year my child will be coming home, but can't even be certain of that at this point, let alone the Month!

On the upside, our bodies are not going through this crazy metamorphosis (read: Weird cravings), we're not gaining lots of baby weight, sleep is not a problem, and when the wait feels like it's going to be very very long, we can go out for a beer and fuss about when are we EVER going to get our children?

Still, despite these differences, despite the waiting, the uncertainty, the "hidden" part of becoming a parent through adoption, for starting my family, I wouldn't have it any other way!! This last sunday was mother's day...I wondered whether my daugther has been born yet, or if she is in her first mama's mother's womb. Has she heard the cooing of her first mama? or has she breathed the air of the chinese countryside? Is she with loving parents at least for a few days, or with nurses already in an orphange? I hope when her first mama thinks about this child, she imagines an amazing future for her child, and sends her to the orphange with a heart full of love for a full life, and her own heart full of respectful sorrow for having to give her up. I hope that her first mama can imagine how much I will love and cherish my daughter, and how I long for the day to hold her in my arms and finally become her forever family!!!

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

"Unplanned Adoption"

I saw this on the single-adopt-china yahoo group- or maybe it was the February DTC group, anyway, I thought it was pretty funny!
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Unplanned Adoption...
Have you ever noticed that you hear all the time about "accidental" pregnancies, but never about couples who experience "accidental" adoptions? Can you imagine:
Honey, sit down. I have some news for you.
What is it?
Well, I don't know how to say this, so I'll just come out with it. I
went out to the mailbox today and ... well, we got an I-171H.
A what?!? An I-171H? As in, we're going to have a(nother) baby?!?
It looks that way.
But how? We've been so careful! I put away all the blank I-600A
forms. Didn't you hide our homestudy update?
Of course I did. But don't forget, there was that one night...
What night? (pauses) Ohhh, that night. But it was only once. We were
just messing around. I didn't print clearly. I didn't even use ink!
(pauses again) But it was kind of fun.
(giggles)
It was, wasn't it? I'll never forget how cute you looked getting
your fingerprints.
So now we've got our I-171H, eh? But that doesn't always mean you'll
adopt, does it? I mean, shouldn't you see the agency or something,
make sure everything's okay?
I already did.
And?
I'm five documents along.
Five documents! And they're all notarized, certified and
authenticated okay?
Just great. There was one small scare when the agency couldn't see
the Notary's middle initial, but it showed up just fine under the
magnifying glass.
Thank God. And you, honey? Are you feeling okay?
I'm feeling fine. As long as I know you're happy about this.
Happy? I'm thrilled! It's always a shock at first when something
like this happens, but of course I'm happy.
--Anonymous

Sunday, May 07, 2006

Baby Room Progress & a Linen Closet!

My friend Scott who has been an invaluable help on the whole baby room project came over yesterday under the premise that we'd be finalzing the bathroom plan so I could apply for the proper permits from the city, and priming the new babyroom walls. What a surprise when he arrived and said "hi. you can have a closet." This may sound like mild words to those of you whose 2nd floor is not currently torn apart, but they were music to my ears! Originally, there had been this really quite perfect and wonderful bathroom plan. it involved a toilet, a sink, a shower, and a lovely linen closet, all living in perfect Harmony. And then, the Plumber came. The plumber said "city code" and away went the beautiful linen closet! The toilet moved over, the sink moved location as well and lost it's ability to have a beautiful medicine cabinet above it, and the shower moved as well! So the *perfect* bathroom plan was out the window, and a very suitable one was accepted in it's place. But it was such a sorry loss! It really was going to be a beautiful linen cabinet! So fastforward to yesterday...and Scott tells me "you can have a closet." Yay! I was so excited! We went upstairs & he showed me how, with the new duct the furnace guy had put in, we had to cover the ugly duct anyway, we might just as turn the existing vent 90 degrees to vent it out a wall, and wall over the little area in front of the chimney. It is wasted space anyway, so I won't miss it! I wholeheartedly agreed, so we set off to go pick up primer & stop by Home Depot for drywall screws, new corner bead, etc, etc. Since the paint store is near a hardware salvage store, we went to the salvage store too. And, what did we find? The perfect door for my *NOW* perfect closet! Yes, the right size exactly! Age/style/size all perfect and appropriate for my lovely 1912 house! (okay with all the construction right now I'm not sure "lovely" would be used by many to describe it, but I do think it's a lovely little house!!)

So, after a full day (minus a few hours we took off to go to Pittock Mansion) of creating more dust, noise, and small unuseable pieces of drywall, this is what we ended up with!







I'm not sure you can see enough of the drywall dust and sawdust on the floor to fully appreciate my messy second floor, so I thought a few photos might better get the image across!! You can see the perfect little door in the first photo, I just love it!

Josie was also quite curious... he generally hides out either on the main floor or in the basement whenever we are working upstairs, depending on just how loud we are, or just how loud we have the radio so we can hear it through the saw running/etc. He hadn't been upstairs the whole day while we were working, so it was a bit of a surprise to him to come up and see a section of open space suddenly MISSING, and moreover, to see a closed door.

They say "curiosity killed the cat" and in this case we wanted to make sure this didn't really happen...Josie is an expert at getting closed doors open- unless they are actually latched, he can pry just about any door open with his little paws. I guess being declawed by his former owners gave him the ability to strengthen his feet, and he is so strong you'd think he had opposable thumbs. The door was only balancing in the opening, supported by an empty nail box! No worries, we didn't let him pry for too long, and we were standing there the whole time. I think now is the time to mention "no cats were harmed during the building of this closet..."