Oh, adoption questions. When your family stands out or is put together a little differently, people are going to ask questions. Maybe they’re curious. Maybe they’re nosy. Maybe they’re just trying to make polite conversation. Maybe they’re genuinely interested in you. The questions can still be annoying. Here are the top six. Since we adopted…
My children are adopted from China. Sometimes people stare at us. I like to think this is because we’re a nice-looking family but it’s probably because people notice my husband and I are…well, not Chinese. I usually don’t like the attention, but I kind of understand it. We look a little different and we stand…
When we mention in passing that two of our kids are adopted, a common reaction is “Oh, I know someone who has adopted.” People often share stories about their adopted grandchild, neighbor, classmate…hairdresser’s nephew. When people learn they have something in common with you, they like to share…sometimes overshare. Much of what people know about…
I’m not an indecisive mom. I’ve questioned my parenting methods after the fact but I rarely doubt myself in the moment. My four-year-old son Kyle has a plethora of medical issues. I love using words like plethora because they make me sound smart, not that I am. Kyle has only been with us about eighteen…
I often wonder about my boys’ lives before they joined our family (for newer readers, my boys were adopted at two-years-old and three years-old, respectively.) They are four months apart and are now eight and in the third grade. I always wonder how they will see their adoption stories when they are older. I wonder in…
When I first started writing/blogging, I wrote almost exclusively about adoption. Like with most things in life, my writing is changing and evolving. I write about about important stuff like the weirdness of online Lularoe groups and pee and tacos but adoption writing is still near and dear to me. I love adoption stories I can’t…
Mother’s Day is complicated for me. An unknown Chinese birth mother occupies my thoughts in random moments all year around but never more so than right before Mother’s Day. This is the one day of the year when my family pretends its all about me. It goes a lot deeper than that. Disclaimer: We are…
Yes, I know my kid is small. So does he, thanks to a well-meaning blabbermouth. Some backstory: Kyle turned 10 this spring. He’s the smallest person in our family and he’s always the smallest kid in his class. He realizes this and it bothers him. We nurture him and we build him up while trying…
November means stuffing our faces with pumpkin pie and fake whipped cream. November means three a.m. bargain hunting on Black Friday (or doing the sensible thing and staying home and going your shopping on Amazon). November means leggings, sweaters and poking fun at the people who get all twitterpated over all the pumpkin spice things….
Once upon a time I started a blog. For those of you who have been reading my writing for awhile, you know I started off blogging exclusively about adoption. Blogging was a way to connect to other families who were in the process of adopting from China and it gave me a way to document…
