Wonderment…

Wonderment is an emotion that is comparable to a surprise but that is more when people feel when perceiving something very rare or unexpected.  Wonder is a feeling of surprised amazement and so is wonderment.  If you feel wonderment, you can’t quite believe what you’re seeing.  Nonetheless, it is real…can be touched, felt.  Maybe even heard.  Wonderment is what I have been feeling over the last 3 months with our daughter. It’s a wonder what occurs with a little one and the growing that takes place in such a short time span. Continue reading

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6 Months with Reagan…

Everyone asks me what has changed in the months since becoming a father.  Such a hard question to answer given the fact that the short answer is “everything”.  Certainly, I am a bit more tired.  I’ve become grayer, although I had already had a head start with that one for the last 10 years.  The mid-section has gotten softer in the last 6 months.  This morning I woke up with this pain in my back…I am getting older! I guess in retrospect, a good answer to that question is…what has changed is I don’t care nearly as much about all that insignificant stuff as I use to.  Having a child has freed me… Continue reading

A Special Anniversary…

With adoption comes many anniversaries of sorts.  Various days on the calendar that are circled and remembered.  Needless-to-say, there is the day of your child’s birthday, the day you leave the hospital with your little one after the legal paperwork is signed, the day in court where you officially become parents (otherwise known as “Gotcha Day”).  These are all significant days on the path to an adoptive parents journey to parenthood.  On this day, one year ago, marks the day that we were contacted by our daughters birth parents for the first time. Continue reading

Giving Thanks…

Needless-to-say, we have so much to be thankful for this year.  On the top of the list, of course, is our daughter.  Seems to be she is always at the top of the list now-a-days, but I guess that is what being a parent is all about.  Than, we have the usual list of things…health, happiness, family, friends, financial security.  Seems a bit mundane to name off the same items year after year.  So this year, I would like to go a tad bit deeper than that.  Because, after all, there is so much more to be thankful for.   Continue reading

Raising a Jewish child…with a touch of Christmas magic

My partner was raised Jewish and I was raised Catholic.  However, our household is now Jewish and prior to adopting Reagan, we committed to raising our daughter Jewish.  This will be Reagans first holiday season and my partner’s friend (who is Jewish) came over the other day to find our house decked out with Christmas décor everywhere.  Truly it looked like Santa Claus decided to vomit all over the walls of the house.  Amongst the red and green flashing lights, in a dark corner of the dining room, one tiny menorah sits…admittedly next to a large Santa Clause…that lights up…and blinks obnoxiously as a matter-of-fact. She laughed when she saw this and I was a bit embarrassed.  However, it’s impossible to deck the halls for Chanukah the way you do for Christmas. I’m not speaking of the walls of the house…but the walls of your spirit. Christmas touches you in a different way than Chanukah does.  Continue reading

From The Stork…

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After being 11 days late, she finally decided to make her grand appearance on Wednesday August 7th at 8:23 pm, coming in at a whopping 8 pounds 10 ounces, 20 inches long, with a full head of black hair, the cutest little dimple, and truly breaking her Daddy and Papa’s heart with her coo’s and cries.  After the birth, a sleepless two and a half nights, and the anticipated signing of termination papers, I am thrilled to finally be able to introduce our daughter (by her name) Reagan Alma… Continue reading

Final Preparations…

With only 2 weeks to go until the Birth Mother’s due date, we really need to get the show on the road!  Yesterday, my partner and I installed a car seat base in each of our cars. Afterwards, I went back outside and peeked through the window to see how it looked again.  Two things ran through my head:  Firstly, how weird it’s going to be to have a human being in the back seat of my car, when in fact, no one is ever in the back seat of my car except for groceries! Secondly…my sincerest hope is that our child enjoys Celine Dion’s 5 octave, beautiful voice because that is what will be playing until she can talk….or beg for me to turn  it off like most people do  🙂   Continue reading