Otherwise known to you and me as fish sticks.
Tonight he ate four frozen "fishin' nuggets" for dinner.
I couldn't persuade him to warm them up.
It was v. reminiscent of the camouflage fiasco.
But I do love my son for marching to his own drum.
Love much,
xob
Monday, February 9, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Another little fact about me.....
I still tear up when I think about the years leading up to Jake and his arrival into our lives.
Not a day goes by when I don't count my blessings.....
Love much,
xob
Not a day goes by when I don't count my blessings.....
Love much,
xob
Saturday, February 7, 2009
A little known fact about me.....
This afternoon we took Jake to a birthday party.
I always get a funny feeling in my stomach when it's cake time because I can not sing the song "Happy Birthday" to a child (any child) without tearing up.
I never realized what a poignant song it is and how truly significant it is to celebrate the birthday of a child ------ until I wanted what I couldn't have.
I thought it was just a one time occurrence at Jake's first birthday party----since it had been such an emotional journey.
But it didn't stop there.
It happens at every birthday party we go to.
So if we are ever together at a child's birthday party and it's cake time.....you'll have to pardon me as I cry my way through the song.
I'll try to stand in the back.
Love much,
xob
I always get a funny feeling in my stomach when it's cake time because I can not sing the song "Happy Birthday" to a child (any child) without tearing up.
I never realized what a poignant song it is and how truly significant it is to celebrate the birthday of a child ------ until I wanted what I couldn't have.
I thought it was just a one time occurrence at Jake's first birthday party----since it had been such an emotional journey.
But it didn't stop there.
It happens at every birthday party we go to.
So if we are ever together at a child's birthday party and it's cake time.....you'll have to pardon me as I cry my way through the song.
I'll try to stand in the back.
Love much,
xob
Friday, February 6, 2009
Almost an Elephant.....
This month I am entering my 20th month of "pregnancy" as we pursue our second adoption.
Some people don't get it when I say I am "20 months pregnant" and immediately look down at my flat stomach with a puzzled look on their face.
I am not trying to confuse -- only trying to put the adoption time frame into perspective.
According to the books, an elephant's gestation period lasts about 22 months and is the longest gestation period of any mammal -----apparently these researchers have yet to meet the "adoptive mother".
At this point, I am going to surpass the elephant's 22 months. And I do believe my ankles are beginning to swell.....
Love much,
xob
Some people don't get it when I say I am "20 months pregnant" and immediately look down at my flat stomach with a puzzled look on their face.
I am not trying to confuse -- only trying to put the adoption time frame into perspective.
According to the books, an elephant's gestation period lasts about 22 months and is the longest gestation period of any mammal -----apparently these researchers have yet to meet the "adoptive mother".
At this point, I am going to surpass the elephant's 22 months. And I do believe my ankles are beginning to swell.....
Love much,
xob
Thursday, February 5, 2009
I've been there......
I remember it like it was yesterday.
Three friends having a drink.
Two friends start talking about having babies.
One friend wishing she wasn't part of the conversation.
Two friends start talking about their fears of actually being pregnant and then delivering their babies.
One friend wishing she could relate.
One friend thinking her fear is that she would never become pregnant. One friend hoping her silence didn't make her friends uncomfortable.
Now four+ years later my fears have shifted. I would be terrified if I ever "miraculously" became pregnant. My body has rejected that idea three times and I would never want to live through another miscarriage.
Plus, this infertile blonde learned that the rules of biology are not what define motherhood.
Love much,
xob
Three friends having a drink.
Two friends start talking about having babies.
One friend wishing she wasn't part of the conversation.
Two friends start talking about their fears of actually being pregnant and then delivering their babies.
One friend wishing she could relate.
One friend thinking her fear is that she would never become pregnant. One friend hoping her silence didn't make her friends uncomfortable.
Now four+ years later my fears have shifted. I would be terrified if I ever "miraculously" became pregnant. My body has rejected that idea three times and I would never want to live through another miscarriage.
Plus, this infertile blonde learned that the rules of biology are not what define motherhood.
Love much,
xob
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Oh My Jake......
One of the funny things about a three year old is that they really start to form their own opinions and become almost impossible to deal with when they have their mind set on something. Hmmmmmm........sound familiar? I wonder where he gets it?????
This morning as I was getting him dressed in his camouflage cargo pants Jake decided that the white shirt I had chosen to go with them "did not match" and he opened his dresser to pick out a camouflage waffle henley----"look mommy, this matches."
I can't fault him because it is indeed "a match" nor could I persuade him to change.
So my son has gone out for the day in head to toe camouflage that clearly does not match. I am sure more than one person will wonder "Who dressed that child????" Oh well, at least I didn't put him in his orange fleece.
Love much,
xob
This morning as I was getting him dressed in his camouflage cargo pants Jake decided that the white shirt I had chosen to go with them "did not match" and he opened his dresser to pick out a camouflage waffle henley----"look mommy, this matches."
I can't fault him because it is indeed "a match" nor could I persuade him to change.
So my son has gone out for the day in head to toe camouflage that clearly does not match. I am sure more than one person will wonder "Who dressed that child????" Oh well, at least I didn't put him in his orange fleece.
Love much,
xob
Monday, February 2, 2009
My love affair with make up
I do believe it was 1994 and I was in NYC for the day with friends. We went to Bendel's and I was instantly drawn to a make up counter because the sales person told me it was relatively new and only available at Bendel's. The line was created by a spectacular woman named Trish McEvoy and I became a loyal devotee.
15 years later, I am still a devoted fan as are millions of other women because Trish McEvoy has taken the beauty world by storm!
But something has recently changed in our relationship---all of a sudden it's not so one-sided! I am truly humbled and honored that Trish and her team have become fans of Helpusaodpt.org ---I mean how lucky can a girl get?????
I was recently invited to a meeting at the Trish McEvoy offices and had the best time! First of all they are all so glamorous and truly nice! Second, they made me feel like a queen! I am a new woman outfitted with all new make up, one of their signature planners, two new yummy fragrances and a ton of my favorite candles ever!!!!!
To my new found friends at Trish McEvoy ---Thank you for believing in Helpusaodpt.org and I look forward to what the future holds! And thank you for helping me hide the dark circles under my eyes......
I am forever grateful for both.
And to my friends and readers---Please visit your local Trish McEvoy counter and tell them that An Infertile Blonde from Helpusaodpt.org sent you----and tell them to tell Trish.
Love much,
xob
15 years later, I am still a devoted fan as are millions of other women because Trish McEvoy has taken the beauty world by storm!
But something has recently changed in our relationship---all of a sudden it's not so one-sided! I am truly humbled and honored that Trish and her team have become fans of Helpusaodpt.org ---I mean how lucky can a girl get?????
I was recently invited to a meeting at the Trish McEvoy offices and had the best time! First of all they are all so glamorous and truly nice! Second, they made me feel like a queen! I am a new woman outfitted with all new make up, one of their signature planners, two new yummy fragrances and a ton of my favorite candles ever!!!!!
To my new found friends at Trish McEvoy ---Thank you for believing in Helpusaodpt.org and I look forward to what the future holds! And thank you for helping me hide the dark circles under my eyes......
I am forever grateful for both.
And to my friends and readers---Please visit your local Trish McEvoy counter and tell them that An Infertile Blonde from Helpusaodpt.org sent you----and tell them to tell Trish.
Love much,
xob
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