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Meet Miss Dior: a fashionista with a Data-like logical side. Married to Captain Picard: a Linux lord with Jean-Luc Picard patience. On a chilly January night in 2005, a journey through space and time began for us when we decided to expand our family through adoption. Our journey to find the child meant for us has led us all over the galaxy, but in the end, we've come back home to adopt a child domestically.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Summaries & Conclusions

A lot of you know that I took some time off work this week to rest, recuperate and reflect. I needed the time because I had this mounting feeling of restlessness, without a clear idea of why I felt this way or how to resolve it. Well, I spent an entire week living inside my head and dutifully writing in my journal to come to this magnificent conclusion: I'm ready to have a baby in my life right now. Now, you may be saying "Miss Dior, truly, it took you a week to figure this out?" It may seem completely obvious to all of those who love and surround me, but it was a bit of shock to me. Allow me to explain.

For the first 26 years of my life I was the girl who never wanted kids. I would adamantly tell people that children would not be part of me and Picard's life. I didn't just say it to keep people from bugging me about having kids either. I really meant it. I even have a plaque from a previous place of employment that mockingly describes my greatest life's work as "working with children." I truly felt to my core that I did not want to have children and I was vocal about it.

Fast forward to age 30 and the woman who didn't want children has now become the woman who is completely absorbed by the idea of having a child. I'm ready for laughing, crying, playing in the park, bath time, bedtime, tantrums, toys, messes and loving a little person in ways I can only imagine possible. My heart aches for these moments. So, the surprise really isn't that I feel this way, it's how strongly I feel and how big of a departure this feeling is from the way I've felt the rest of my life.

Now that I'm ready for this major change, it feels like a mockery of my soul that life keeps going on the same day after day without this little person to love being here. So, my relentless overdrive to change something in my life NOW, right this moment, is stemming from the fact that the real change I would like to happen isn't slated in my life's destiny at this moment. I'm working on a short list of things I can actively do to keep from upending my life in order to handle the emotional dissonance I feel deep in my heart.

That said, I did some other cool stuff this week like shopping for a fall wardrobe and visiting family. See, some things never change and that's o.k. with me too. Here are pictures of some hot new shoes and my nephews birthday party.

Think if I click these bad boys three times I can transport myself to China?

My nephew, blowing out his birthday candles. (The cake is a Ninny Fabulous creation.) Gives me hope that time can go by quickly because OMG, he's 10 already!

My cutie pie niece loving on a piece of chocolate cake.

1 Comments:

Blogger gregandlori said...

Amie, I want you to go out immediately and purchase "The Baby Whisperer Solves All Your Problems". It is War & Peace long, and while I've read it several times, I can never learn enough from it. Tracy Hogg is the author. Study it. Love it. Because this baby thing takes some prep. Prep that I wish I had started LONG before I got pregnant. Prep that is too late to start when they get here. Read other child rearing books. Find the specialists that speak to your style, and to Picard's. Form some opinions! Allow them to be blown by the actual child. I can give you a list of books I wish I had read before I had a hungry, irritated, screaming baby in my house. There's plenty of "parenting" to be done while you wait! WAY more important than picking out bedding (which is where I spent most of my time!). As well, learn some sign language. Baby signing saved our sanity. More "stuff" I waited too late to learn. Once she gets here, there is no time for reading! Only wiping. Lots and lots of wiping. Pray for wiping skills. Thinking of you, Lori

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