Seven years ago life changed completely when Adam was placed in our arms… while I can’t speak for Todd, I walked out of the SWS offices feeling equal parts joy and apprehension. What exactly had I signed on for, having never before changed a diaper or prepared a bottle of formula? I’d been entrusted with the life of a baby — what if I wasn’t really cut out for motherhood?
The first six months were undeniably rocky (post-adoption depression is an ugly, debilitating thing) but Adam has ultimately made my life better in every way imaginable and my clumsy attempts at changing diapers seem like a lifetime ago.
Adoption has been a difficult topic around here this year as Adam has struggled to figure out his place in a world that contains birth parents, foster parents and adoptive parents spread across two continents.
Initially he wanted to skip over Adam day entirely, not certain that this was an anniversary worth celebrating. We’ve been very careful about pushing too hard and ultimately left the decision up to him. Finally, just as he was heading to bed last night, he decided that we could go ahead with our Adam Day plans.
Our celebration involved an afternoon of watching Star Wars followed by a delicious dinner of japchae and mandu. And, of course, our celebratory meal wouldn’t have been complete without cupcakes!
Happy Adam Day to my Giggling-like-a-Maniac-Coming-Down-from-His-Cupcake-Sugar-High (Not So) Little Boy!