I cannot believe 1. That we’ve had our son for almost 9 months and 2. That I haven’t updated this blog in ages. I promise to do better, especially once I can post pictures. Which shouldn’t be that long since we signed our official adoption paperwork in November. We’re about a month to six weeks from finalized, depending on how quickly it all moves.
Things are going well. We had a pretty major setback in the fall when we inadvertently sent B3 to the same therapist he had seen with his biological parents and his foster parents, as well as the place where he had his visits with his bio parents. Oops! It only took one visit to completely derail him and the following two almost completely severed his attachment to us completely. We’ve had some seriously rough times from October until about Christmas, and intermittently even still. But we regrouped and we’re patching things up and every day is a new one.
Halloween and Thanksgiving were major triggers for B3, but seemed to go well once he realized we’d all be together. Christmas was suitably overwhelming, and he was so excited to celebrate for about a week straight. He enjoyed giving gifts and hanging out with family as well as receiving, so luckily he wasn’t that kid who seems greedy on Christmas. In mid-January Brian’s family visited, excluding Nurse Baileys and Cop Guy (now to be known as Investigator Man, I think). We managed to surprise both B3 and my mother in law with a visit from Brian’s sister who lives too far away to visit often. Christmas Part 3 coupled with a huge family trip to the children’s museum that included both sets of grandparents, one uncle, one aunt, and Cousin Girly Monkey, and B3 was in heaven.
Basically the past few months have just been crazy, crazy, crazy. My little guy is growing like a weed, and is learning so much it’s amazing. Somehow all the size 3s he came with are too short and tight, and his “he’ll grow into them” 4Ts fit perfectly. He can do so much more independently now, and the amazing questions never stop. He understands so much and is amazingly thoughtful when he wants to be. He’s 3-starring levels in Angry Birds Space, learning to write letters, and asking questions about time. He’s pushing hard for a baby sister, and has stopped napping except in the car. Every day he challenges me, frustrates me, inspires me, and melts my heart.