Sunday, November 26, 2006

Getting into gear

Well, with the changes that have taken place over the last couple weeks, which have yet to be finalized with the holidays making that difficult, we have changed the blog yet again. I feel that this blog is more for those who are going through the same process we are or are starting out, basically it's my place to vent.
This blog is now the 'other side' of our process, if you are interested in only reading about the good bits, please view our new improved and vent free blog at Laurnalinh.blogspot.com.

Journey to Laurna is where our friends and family will keep up on progress and fund-raising, but everyone is welcome!

enjoy!

Monday, November 20, 2006

Pins and needles

That's how my life has felt the past few weeks.
I almost feel like walking up to people and introducing myself by saying "Hi I AM the CRAZY ADOPTION LADY!". Because that's how I feel. I'm sure my husband would agree. His eyes glaze over frequently when talking to me, or more like when I'm talking AT him. It'd be funny if it wasn't so NOT funny. I often wonder to myself was it my mission in life to be in odd situations in which I am perpetually explaining why I am doing X-Y-Z? Hmmm....
Okay, see I'm trying to be upbeat. I was going to be all squishy and gooshy, or make an effort. I just can't I'm sorry. I'm not that person. I mean I am that person usually, on a day to day basis. I am not all doom and gloom. I just really get upset when I see people taking advantage of other's misfortune, or fortune, depending on the occasion.
For instance, when we got married I did all of the work, I delegated some of it to K-, but by and large it was all me. Why? Well I wanted a wedding that was about us, and special and one that would be within our meager budget. I bought the magazines and read them through 2 times each, I clipped, I called places to have our wedding. When I mentioned it's a wedding they'd tack on hundreds, plus add on extras for catering and this and that, it was ridiculous! Then invitations, well, for a wedding they're a lot more! (has to be special and nothing's more special than something that costs twice as much, right?) So, I found a place that didn't charge more for weddings, we had an awesome place in St. Paul where F.Scott & Zelda Fitzgerald, mobsters and '30s movie stars stayed, and an original Art Deco bar, it was perfect. I did all of the invites by hand, we bought flowers at a farmers market, got my dress in the evening gown section at Nordstrom (way prettier than anything I saw at a bridal store) K- rented his tux. I did all of the silk flower arrangements for the tables. I think our wedding turned out great, and it cost under 9 thousand dollars! I had to work my butt off, and luckily I had options, I could choose another place or do things myself.
In adoption you don't have that choice. You can't simply switch. You can't do it yourself. And I personally think they take advantage. So bear with me as I will most likely wrestle with this for our entire adoption and then some. I really really wish there was someone to look out for adoptive parents. An agency that would keep adoption agencies in check, like the FDA for adoptions.

Well to end on a better note, I have received good news and I hope to be able to fill in the blanks soon. I also have been writing a post about faith I've been working on and I hope to post soon.

TTFN...

Friday, November 17, 2006

Fear and loathing in Minneapolis or...

the one where I write about God.
I'm not one to wear my beliefs on my sleeve, convictions maybe, but faith is much more personal. As many an adoption blogger has said before me, this process tests everything about you. I only recall feeling like this once before in my life; wanting something so much and having absolutely no control over the outcome. That was when we were trying to conceive A-, the only thing I had was faith that somehow after all we had done and were doing that we'd be happy with the outcome. I could not stipulate any terms, I could not reason with anyone to get what I so desperately wanted (not that I didn't try). I had to go on pure faith to keep me together.
I don't go to church much, I believe that God is where you need him, I did pray and have been praying. And I do believe with all of my heart that the only reason I have A- is because I had to give up controlling the outcome.(something I did not relinquish easily) I am struggling with this again, I clearly have control issues, hahaha. There is a feeling that keeps me going, I can't put my finger on it yet, but I think it feels like hope.
I think it's important to have some sort of faith, it does give me hope and may help with the letting go of control part all PAPs have to do.
In my own personal struggle of faith I have found that I have used it as a convenient excuse to not be actively involved in my own life. I call it the 'if it was meant to be' syndrome. I have since found a book that resonates with me, Fearless Living. If anyone has watched daytime TV you may remember Rhonda Britten from Starting Over. The first season was great, but it sort of tanked after that. Anyway, I bought her book and it has helped so much. Now instead of using 'meant to be' to mean I do nothing and pray it was meant to be, allowing my fear to keep me stuck in place, I continue to keep taking steps toward my goal. Knowing now that the only way it could be 'meant to be' is if I find enough value in it to do something. This may sound so simple to many people, but for some reason it was what I needed to hear. My faith in the outcome keeps me from going crazy. There are so many things in this process that scare me and learning to deal with that fear in a way that doesn't stop me from going forward has been one of the things I'm most proud of.
I worry, I come from a long line of worriers. So controlling fear and worry is a very big task!

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Almost forgot!!

We got our FINGERPRINTS for the I-600A done TODAY!

Now that I can say for sure.

I've been MIA...

I cannot say anything right now, sorry to be so cagey, but we're in the midst of an upheaval of sorts and it has been well.... Very stressful. I got news this evening that may make most of that stress go away. So keep fingers crossed or pray, whatever it is you do for luck!!

Hopefully there's a good posting in my future....

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Mmmmm... Cake

WE had Cake for breakfast!!! How about you?
I managed to get him to let me stay in bed until 8am! I thought for sure he'd wake up at 6am all raring to go.
He had so much fun making the cake, it was worth every penny. But FYI, the cake still tastes pretty bad. K- wouldn't even choke down a second 'slice', wimp. A- loved it of course.
Here are a couple pics...




Soooo Serious!


MMMMMM...Chocolate!

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

What's up with all of the PINK???

Everything is pink these days, and everything is geared towards girls it seems. What ever happened to having a boy be the main character in a cartoon/movie/tv show? All of the Disney movies with boys in them have been put in their (imaginary) vault. So my son loves Cinderella, and KimPossible. They only play TMNT (teenage mutant ninja turtles) like once a week. I used to love that cartoon!
Anyway, back to pink. We got the Target toy thing in the mail and A- was ape over it. Started circling things, the whole bit. He loves space stuff and roller coasters, he also wants an Easy Bake Oven. He loves to cook, we cook all of the time and he's a great helper. I'll admit at first I took pause at the EBO. But it's an oven, and everyone should cook. When I was a kid they were like puke green and brown. (and did you know they no longer cook with a light bulb?) The new ones are now PINK and PINK. I absolutely HATED pink when I was a kid, in fact I only started liking pink about 2 years ago. (wonder if turning 30 had something to do with it?) So I would've hated these new ovens simply for the color. Yeah, they do sell a slimy bake, or messy bake or some sort of gross version for boys, but it's not the same, at least it doesn't look like it. It looks like those gross candy making things where you make eyes and spiders that are disgusting as opposed to tasty. So they assume all girls love pink, and boys only eat things that are absolutely disgusting.
To get even deeper into it: Has anyone ever told these people that by making the easy bake oven appeal only to girls by smothering it in pink they are being sexist? I sort of, no I do, resent that they are saying only women cook to eat, men cook to play. So are they saying in some subliminal way to our daughters that they should cook because it's their duty, but "hey girls look it's fun!"? And has anyone watched those cooking shows lately? Most top chefs are MEN, which is another topic. We're not as evolved as we think.... ;-)

I'm not really all that bent out of shape about it, but I am sick and tired of the toy aisle vomiting pink at me! YUK.
And yes we're adopting a girl, and yes I am preparing myself for the pink invasion. :-O

So here are some incredibly cute pictures of A- with his new Easy Bake oven! He's is going to cook me breakfast tomorrow. Mmmmm, yellow cake with chocolate frosting!

The EBO



Monday, November 06, 2006

I-600A go-go!

Well, We went and dropped off our I-600A! (AFTER we did we were informed that we could have had 2 agencies listed on it with no extra charge, UGH!)
But We did IT!! We dropped it off in person and then we got our appointment for our fingerprints! In 10 days we will have the I-600A FINISHED!!! WOO-HOOO!!!
Now onto the Dossier....
First, I will revel in the fact that we are past one more hurdle!!

WOOOO-HOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Saturday, November 04, 2006

I think I'm getting the hang of this blogging thing

Hi.
Well I'm not a on a soap box today. I got it out of my system, even though it kept me up at night. (thinking of adoption process) Venting is good. It definitely helps. I was reading a past entry about the scarred baby bellies and I should've added a link to it, I have no idea what it was called anymore. But it made me realize that I don't feel that way anymore, about the alienation of women I mean. I have since found wonderful resources in the online groups at Yahoo and Adoption forums, so obviously the "pity" came from the company I kept, not most women. I just wanted to add that, I think it's important to see how my views change as I go through this long process.

On that note here's a synopsis of our process:
  • July 2004 we decided to think about trying for baby #2.
  • August 2004 at an appointment I made as a check-up to talk to my Dr. about trying to conceive after having difficulty with my 1st pregnancy, a benign tumor (the size of a small grapefruit) was discovered on my left ovary. And I wondered why I looked 3 months pregnant all of the time!?
  • September 2004 I had my Oophorectomy. (a funny name, you'd think it'd be ovarectomy or something)
  • February 2005 we started trying for baby #2.
  • April 2006 we started adoption.
  • We finished our Homestudy the 3rd week of September.
  • We received our Homestudy in the mail this Thursday (11/2)!
  • We will hand deliver our I-600A to the USCIS on Monday!

That's it in a nutshell...


Friday, November 03, 2006

I warned you (I'm not happy-go-lucky)

I know that my style may not be what some may expect from someone on this journey of adoption. I may sound silly, or angry, or ungrateful. (I am silly) I am not angry about adopting, I'm not ungrateful for the experience. It's only made me stronger and more empathetic. Occasionally it may make me crazy.
There's a little soul out there somewhere that's ready to put out those little red threads to draw us near, to protect and love her. I know that with every fiber of my being.
My wish is that all of these little souls around the world would be held, loved, and protected in the best possible way. My personal opinion is that the process of adopting these souls should be constantly tweaked, and updated as anyone would do for the most precious things on earth. This is why I get so worked up over things. I am sure that further down the road there will be things I find out that will make the confusion I'm gong thru now make sense. But I don't want to censor my feelings now, because I know I felt better reading the bits a pieces of others' thoughts who were once where I am now. Somehow I didn't feel so lost knowing that someone else had once been lost here too, and they made their way through it all. In fact a few of the bloggers are in VN now with their babies/toddlers!! And others have received the go ahead for travel at the end of this month!! And still others have received their referrals!! It has been a wonderful week, despite how it may sound.

For the love of Pre-School

Ahhhhhh.......
Friday, 2 1/2 hours of a quiet house, a cup of coffee and blogging. WHeeeeeeee!!!!!
I've been wondering if I am the only one who's ventured into adoption and found it so frustrating and archaic. Here's my theory, in case you wanted to hear it. I think the adoption is very similar to being pregnant. There's this thing - a need to have a kid, then there's 2 general options pregnancy or adoption usually. With pregnancy this alien literally takes over your body, everything. There's not much you can do about it, so most women make the best of it and say things like "oh, it's been rough but it'll all be worth it when I see our baby" and of course it is, it always is. But in pregnancy you really have no choice in the matter so it IS best to make the best of it. Then there's labor and delivery, things that you'd think would be burned into every woman's mind moment by moment. Well, after the baby is born there's a huge endorphin rush, which is basically nature's memory eraser. Quite convenient for mother nature I must say, otherwise a woman would tell other women the blow by blow of the pregnancy and birth and no one in their right mind would ever get pregnant again! (I think mother nature didn't give me the right dosage of endorphins after A's birth, cause I was scarred let me tell ya)
Now on to option #2 which we're in the midst of now. Adoption, it's similar in that there's the need for a child, you have little control and you're consumed. Only this consumption is one of the mind, not the body. And the control is not in mother natures hands, it's in the hands of people, people that you have never met, people who are being paid, people who don't always have your best interests in mind, but people who you've hopefully researched the heck out of and one's you're willing to try to trust. So, you'd think there would be just a ton of info out there on all of these people who do adoptions, right? Tons! There's no pregnancy involved so we're in our 'right' minds, our hormones aren't out of whack, we're getting a baby without all of the 'icky' pregnancy stuff getting in the way of our reasoning. WRONG. My theory is that parents, myself included, are so incredibly scared that anything they do or say will either mess with their adoption process, adding bumps and time, or even worse that they'll be sued or worse lose out on a referral because of it. So I believe many wait, wait until it's 'safe' to tell. But by then they've brought their baby home, and there go those endorphins, and what could possibly be awful about an experience that brought you this beautiful child?
So I am going to 'out' the adoption world as I see it, because I want other's to know that it's painful, it's awful at times, often like pregnancy. BUT there's a BIG difference, WE all can DO something about the way parents are treated. Hold agencies accountable for what they tell us when we sign on. Expect excellent customer service! We are paying for it! The more complacent parents are, the more complacent the agencies will be and they won't drop prices for the difference. I cannot say this enough, kids need parents that are NOT emotionally and financially in shambles! And adoption should not be limited to upper middle class or the rich. Adoptions subsidies shouldn't be limited to waiting children, special needs children, or families making under 35 thousand a year.
I don't think I'm the only one that thinks a system that operates so slowly, so invasively, and so callously isn't good for families. I don't know why it's so expensive. Why does it cost $500 to apply? Why did my homestudy cost $3000? WE did ALL of the work!!!!!!! We wrote the damn thing, all she did was take excerpts out of it and slap her official signature on it (I'm willing to bet that's how the reports we send back to VN will go too). Oh and she asked us the same exact questions from the self-study for 4 hours. Why does a 16 hour class on 2 topics last 16 hours? And why does it cost $1500?
Don't even get me started again on the celebrity adoption thing. Ugh. I can't believe that Madonna is nuts enough to actually believe that the reason people are upset is because Daniel is black!! OMG!! NO!! I'm mad because she got preferential treatment and she won't ADMIT to it!!!!!! Give me one average, middle income family who frickin' picked out their child for themselves from a video or photos and then got to bring him/her home within weeks, and I'll shoot flying monkeys out of my butt. Do some research Madge, Angelina, Meg, Sharon. Then get back to me.

Gotta go get the munch-man...
Peace