Hi, I’m Tara.

What started out as a private blog to document our adoption journey has evolved into my journey through therapy, spiritual awakening and whatever I feel like writing. Without our struggles to build a family, I’m not sure I’d be waking up, and for that I’m grateful.

Men are from Mars...Women are light-years ahead of them

Once again S and I are not on the same page. Rather, I'm two steps ahead of him as I've always been during this process. I got depressed first, I thought about visiting the RE first, I brought up adoption way before he was willing to admit anything was wrong. So here we are once again, I'm pretty much over it and am telling the freakin' world that we're adopting. ESPECIALLY when that pesky question "So, when are you going to have kids" comes up as it did on Friday night. I am so damned happy that I have an answer for once. Granted, what's funny about answering "We're adopting and in a couple of weeks we'll be approved and on the wait list" brings a reaction a little bit like this ............. *crickets* .........*crickets*. People who don't know you really don't know what to say to that one. I personally thought it was hilarious. I also had to handle my first "You'll get pregnant right after you adopt" comment from a stranger. I love you guys but if I ever hear that one from you I'm going to fly my ass out to you and give you a personal beat-down. ;-) j/k. I need some smilies for this damn thing...I miss those! But I digress....the point is, we got home that night and DH flat out said "I'm not comfortable talking about it yet". Good grief, he's had months and months to get used to it and he's still not used to it? I figure he'll come around soon and a big part of his problem is that he has to keep it quiet at work because he works with the biggest most annoying busybodies I've ever met. Poor guy won't be left alone once the news gets out. That situation seems to be permeating his attitude in general. Kind of sucks but I guess I'll have to dial it back a notch until he catches up.

I broke it to him that the day the agency tells us "You're approved!" We're buying something baby-related. Probably a celebratory pack of diapers and some butt paste. Hey, I like milestones and I like to mark them.

Work Rant

A post on the "Creating a Family" blog inspired me