I never posted much of anything about finalizing the twins' adoptions.
Initially it was simple shock. It had been such a long journey, it didn't feel like it could possibly be over.
I didn't know how to shift my emotions. I had been locked into them for so long.
T also had one foot out the door for his deployment.
And.
Our adoption is still "open."
This is something I still struggle with and have also made changes to.
Open adoption CAN be a wonderful thing. I am sure there are many, wonderful, incredibly functional and fulfilling open adoptions.
I just don't know any situations like that personally.
I have, in the recent months, created strong boundaries, not to be crossed, with our birth mother. I am feeling stronger and stronger as each day passes.
With these boundaries.
With time.
I am feeling more like ....
Mom.
It's been over two years and I think I am JUST NOW starting to feel normal. I say "my kids" instead of "well, we're in the process of adopting......."
I fall straight to sleep at night.
I wake up in the morning and check email to see if I've heard from T (versus seeing what kind of crazy, heart stopping, news our inbox may hold).
I pay bills without having my stomach in knots regarding our finances.
I am thankful.
For what WAS.
For what IS.
I am changed. I THINK for the better.
I have peace.
I was just emailing T about our day today. It was just an OK day really. The kids weren't great...... But. The day overall was OK. I was OK. They were OK. WE ARE OK.
I was SO overwhelmed before when the kids weren't behaving and I think it was simply because I had NOTHING left, energy wise, to put towards the children. I was so overwhelmed with everything else..... Everything felt so messy, and dark, and sad, and scary.
Did I mention dark?
Even though we are now in the midst of a year long deployment.
I feel.....
normal.
Good.
I feel like a Mom, who is tired at the end of the day, who loves her kids (that drive her coo-coo), who misses her husband/best friend.
I feel - normal.
And
Normal feels really good.
xo
K.
3 comments:
I love this post!
Love this post! You have come so far!!!
Heather
What is this "Normal" of which you speak? ;-) You ARE Mom, Kristin. You ARE. As for the open door... can you put a hasp on it?
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