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.

There's a Baby

Baby Z, as he will be known on my blog*, was born on Saturday Sept. 6th.  We are home, he seems to have a 9pm-12am witching hour(s) and has developed a bit of diaper rash.  Other than that he's really cute and cuddly.

Baby X is doing pretty well with a new baby taking away attention. Having more difficult bedtimes (to be expected), and a couple of world-class tantrums, but overall not too bad.

I'm still trying to wrap up some work from when I was wholly unproductive for like a month straight and am kicking myself.

Have I mentioned my house looks like a bomb hit it? We really weren't ready for this in the detail sense. In the global sense, yes, but the actual execution of two kids sharing a room so where does everything go? Nope. And when there's crap everywhere not put away, I get cranky.

Then there's that not sleeping so great thing.

And, J hasn't signed termination papers yet. While the hospital experience was positive and completely different than last year with D, there's still a question. Quite a few people know about this match, and that the baby was born, but I haven't sent an e-mail announcement to extended family/friends/colleagues yet. Just waiting for those magic words that we are in the clear.

More to come. I'm just fried, and then there's that work thing that has to be done.

*I seriously thought about using Baby Y, but then people might think he's a girl. The overthinking I do!

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