Recovering Noah

I love having people come over... but, I have to be honest.... PLEASE do not come over unannounced. I have four kids under the age of 10, so if you pop by without calling first, you will definitely see the following - 1. I most likely will still be in my pajamas 2. I might not have brushed my teeth 3. And I definitely won't be wearing a bra 4. My three year old, in the tradition of all three year old boys, will most likely be naked and 5. My ten year old, who also abhors clothes, will probably be walking around in just a pull-up. While he feels comfortable walking around like that around his family, please give me time to dress him before you come over. If you come over mid-morning, you might see the remnants of our breakfast still lying around and you'll soon discover that 6. My 7 year old ate leftover potato soup for her morning meal and 7.  My 8 year old had half a bag of pretzels But the real reason I don't want you to come over unannounced is becau

A couple of months ago I blogged about why I was so excited for Naveen's adoption and how I was not going to waste a single moment. I was going to soak in everything, remember everything, not take a single thing for granted, and not wish for a single moment to pass.  Having said that... I am SO GLAD that first month is over. It is gone. GONE. As in goodbye, adios, au revoir First Month. See ya later. Don't let the door hit ya where the good Lord split ya. Buh Bye! That first month was brutal! I think with any adoption, the first month is always the hardest. They're trying to get to know you. You're trying to get to know them. They're struggling with a new routine. You're struggling with trying to establish a new routine. They're grieving. You're wondering what on earth you've just done to your family dynamics. It's hard! But it's over and I'm so glad it's behind us. We really haven't had any trouble with bonding.