Tuesday, September 30, 2014


This morning I had some free time on my hands and decided to go shop for a new dress for Primo's adoption hearing. I'm not a dress person, I'm not a dress up type at all, but there I was trying on a dress that I felt good in and I thought would be perfect.

My cell phone started ringing and my first thought was "this better be an adoption date call!" I shuffled through the pile of clothes on the bench of the dressing room and finally found my phone. 

What do you know? It was our agency adoption worker with a date for Primo's adoption. In 3 weeks we will officially and legally be Primo's family.

I quickly called Mike who claimed as soon as his phone rang he knew it was the adoption date call! I spent the next few minutes texting our kids, then our extended family. I was delighted with each congratulatory and happy text I received as I bought my dress and then headed to the a children's store to buy Primo an adoption day outfit.

The long wait is over. I was even able to cancel our DH$ adoption worker's visit for next week because she comes out once a month and he will be adopted by the end of October so there's no need for her to come see him. This means I probably only have one social worker visit left. Primo's foster care social worker sees him twice a month and her first visit of October is planned for later this week.

I was ecstatic for a few hours after that call and then I felt exhausted. I will be so relieved and happy when Primo's adoption is complete. No more social workers! We've been having 4 visits a month since June. 

I'm tired just thinking about all we've done to care for Primo over the past 3 years. The end of all the foster care craziness, family visits, paperwork, social worker visits, documentation, permission for travel an all of the uncertainty is near. The finish line is in sight, I can see freedom from the system for all of us.

Friday, September 26, 2014

Weeks of waitng

We are now on week 7 of our 4-6 week wait for an adoption date from the county court.

I'm struggling with all the waiting we have done this summer. It seems that all of our waits have been beyond the given time frame. We waited 3 months for an adoption worker after being told the transfer time to adoptions should be 1 month. Now we are waiting beyond 6 weeks for a court date.

This. Will. Get. Done. These are the words I keep repeating to myself over and over again every day. The extra long waits are eroding my confidence, but I still believe.

Saturday, September 20, 2014

The 6 week mark has passed and we still don't have a finalization date.

I'm hoping to hear something next week.

Life goes on.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

A MAJOR first

Primo loves Mike, he really LOVES him. He prefers Mike to me everyday all day.

I'm used to this and am happy for the bond that Primo and Mike have. I know Primo loves me too. I see his little face light up when I pick him up from preschool. I imagine he's thinking..."Oh boy my ride back to Dad is here!"

Occasionally I do get tired of being straight armed by Primo when I come into his room to kiss him good night. He allows me a quick kiss and then puts his arm out gives me a little dismissive pat/push and with great purpose he says: "All done, goodnight Mama". 

Last night was one those occasions: I kissed Primo and was about to launch into a little speech about how dissed I felt, when all on his own, for the first time without prompting, he said "I love you Mama". Be still my heart. I gave him a big squeeze and a kiss and left him to his bedtime routine with Mike.

 As I was writing this post Vivienne popped her head into my room and excitedly told me that Primo told her he loved her all on his own for the first time!

How sweet is it that Primo is spreading the love around?

Friday, September 5, 2014

4 weeks

It's been 4 weeks since our adoption paperwork was filed with the court. The typical wait time for an adoption hearing date is 4-6 weeks.

Despite all I know about waiting and foster care I was still hopeful that we would receive our adoption date around the 4th week instead of the the 6th week, oh well.

I really should have known better.