Off the grid…! From Tuesday 3 December until Thursday 12 December I will be off the technological communication grid! There will be no tweets, no likes, no posts, no blasts, no emails, no texts, no phone calls. It’s my birthday … Continue reading
It’s been a whirlwind week and I apologize for the lack of posts on the usual topic of impending adoption and parenthood.
However, if you will humour me – I have spent an inordinate amount of time this week thinking about the topic of my heading.
Gaining Citizenship last week was an incredible feat for me. It is the first thing in my entire life that I’ve really wanted to achieve and followed through on the achieving of it – even though it took a long time.
It’s the first time I have ever set out with the hope of achieving something, kept my faith that I would achieve it, allowed people and situations to come into my life to help me achieve it, leapt forward with blind faith (sometimes pure arrogance) toward the goal even when the end was not in sight, filled in every form, took passport photo after passport photo as per the requirements, and showed extreme patience waiting for the end result.
And it paid off.
Here is a bit of a timeline on my Citizenship journey for interest: Continue reading
Today I became an official Canadian Citizen!!! I say official, because in my heart I’ve been Canadian since I first set foot on Canadian soil in 2003. It took 10 years to take the oath, and today is one of … Continue reading
Expectant Mother – Adoption Journey Series… The Second Home Study Full-disclosure. Rape, Alcohol, Pot, Sexual History, Relationships… The second home study came a few weeks after the first, and I felt a little less nerve-wracked than the first time… but … Continue reading
Expectant Mother – Adoption Journey Series… A Clean Slate I feel as though I’m seeing the world through new eyes, I’m noticing things around me that I never noticed before from the perspective of a parent, I’m delving into myself … Continue reading
Happy Halloween!!! Hope you all had an OOky, spOOky night last week for Halloween! Halloween is one of the many “holidays” that I look forward to spending with my children. (“” for is it really a holiday when we all … Continue reading
I was talking with some friends the other night, and one of the guys was asking me about the process of adoption.
While we were talking we got onto the subject of children that hadn’t been cuddled as they were growing up, who didn’t know affection or love from their parents.
The guy scoffed and said, “My parents didn’t hug me when I was a child, and I turned out OK. What about you?…” directing his question to the rest of the people at the table.
The whole table erupted at once. Continue reading
My relationship with my physical abilities as a female to create life has been a long and slow acceptance.
I am a romantic soul at heart and the creation of life was my most romantic notion of all. It was something I did not want to do until I was completely, fully, 100% in love – for the rest of my life in love – with the man of my dreams.
In my youth the thought of becoming pregnant terrified me. Not only would people know I’d had sex, but I’d get fat, and I’d have a baby at the end of it. The whole thing was horrifying. Especially the part about people knowing I had sex. I would see pregnant women with their husbands and think ‘ew, they had sex to make that happen, grosse‘.
I was a little immature about it you might say!
When I started dating my ex-husband in my late teens, his family all had children young. Three generations of late-teen-early-20’s mothers and they wanted me to join the ranks. I still remember telling his grandmother after what felt like the umpteenth time we’d had that conversation that “my mother was 35 when she had me and I plan to wait until then.”
They stopped pestering me for fear that I was serious. I was. Continue reading
On the very same day that I submitted my Questionnaire, I sent a follow up email to ensure Theresa received it.
Subject: Questionnaire complete
Hi Theresa,
I dropped off my questionnaire for you today.
Please let me know if you have any questions, or need any clarification. Sorry about all of the “extra columns” and additional notes/comments…hope that’s OK… I like to play outside of the lines a little!
It feels a little vulnerable to have filled that in and submitted it. Actually I can only imagine what picture forms from reading it… I don’t feel uncomfortable about any of it myself, but from the outside looking in I realise it can appear “difficult”.
I’ll look forward to hearing from you, and look forward to the “next step” when it is ready to go ahead.
Ali
Theresa responded the same day and I appreciate that about her so much, she never left me hanging.
Thanks Ali…
I have reviewed the questionnaire already; most people definitely feel as you do; it’s a very vulnerable state to be in; someone looking at your past and seeing its role in your present and future. I have been through the process myself so I fully understand.
Believe me, there was nothing shocking.
So, next step is to start the home study process.
I would suggest meeting at your place some day after work or a day off; I can be flexible.
Thinking maybe 1-1/5 hours…just as a guideline.
Take care
I was glad that there was nothing shocking in my questionnaire, and that she let me know she’d been through the process herself. That was helpful in allowing me to relax and have faith that she would not judge me because I had a sometimes unstable upbringing.
This was good news. Continue reading
Since announcing to the world that I passed the citizenship test and how excited I was to be on the home stretch, I have had many people comment:
“Wow, that’s a really big decision.” Or “That’s a really big step.”
And it got me thinking – is it a really big decision?
To me, it wasn’t. It’s something I have wanted for 10 years now, and moving countries is something I have wanted to do since I was a child, so for me, it was more like “Finally!” than “Holy cow this is a big step.”
However, I started thinking about the people making the comment and how for them it might be a huge decision. Many have lived their lives in a place that they called home, that has felt like home from the minute they emerged, likely with a group of people that they called family, and a sturdy base from which to grow and expand (and for many, not too far from where they were created). And even if they travelled – even extensively – they still did so with that sense of home waiting for them.
And under those circumstances it would be a really big decision. Continue reading