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I grew up believing the concept of a mother was very simple. She was the one and only mom I ever knew or thought I’d know. She was irreplaceable. I don’t even have words to describe our relationship – it just felt right, it just felt like love lead the way and everything else fell into place. I know I look back at it with rose-coloured glasses, but I still think it… Read More
I’ve done my fair share of complaining about the adoption process: Dealing less then intelligent requirements has driven me crazy on more than one occasion. The process of managing the international process with what feels like ever changing rules. Managing a process that simply makes no sense to me. Preparing a nursery before we were ready. But to be fair, I’ve also spent some time talking about the exciting and happy stuff… Read More
My Perfect Breakdown 