On February 3rd at 9:25am in Maryland, MiMo was granted our last name.
…we’re not legal guardians we are her parents.
You never know how to react after you’ve achieved a goal that you have chased for as long as we have. As we stated before this journey to parenthood has not been an easy one. But hearing the judge pass the judgement on Wednesday completely erased the hurt of the past. I felt my heart heal as I look down upon my daughter. It was amazing to be surrounded by family and friends as this day became a reality. I still don’t really know how to put this day in perspective or accurately describe the emotions I am feeling. We can start at the top — it’s an overwhelming feeling. Our adoption journey was relatively easy. It has been pretty smooth even with an out of state move. It was stressful at times while we wait to see when our Home Studies would be completed but what we had to stress over was nothing compared to some families. Even on our worst days we had to keep everything in perspective.
Last year around this time I was still talking about the fact that Pete Carroll didn’t give Marshawn Lynch the ball and planning my shoe purchases for Feburary. It’s Super Bowl Sunday and while I’m excited for the big game I’m more excited about the life I’m beginning to lead with my little ‘kitsune‘. She is beginning to smile and show her gums in all her glory. It melts my heart every single time. I love to see her with her grandparents. About 3 years ago my father was diagnosed with cancer and a few years prior my wife’s mother had a cancer scare — and it became important to me, no to us, to see them play with our child. Watching my father video the ‘celebration’ Wednesday night did me all the good. And trust me I was tickled that in both pictures that Mila had with her grandfathers she is screaming.
I’ve read about the aftermath of adoption — that feeling of what’s next? Honestly I feel that a bit. No more homestudies, no more attorneys just #teammoore #partyof3. You have poured your life into a process and now its over…there is a hangover and a feeling of almost emptiness. Where do you focus that time or that energy? Obviously there are plenty of options but adoption can be all consuming. Now days after the finalization there is that nakedness of moving on. There are bills to be paid, decisions to be made, and the process of finding a new normal. I don’t really know what that means or how that will look. That’s the beauty of living; every moment is a chance to figure it out. One thing is for certain MiMo is our
adopted daughter. And she is one of the most loved (and photographed) human beings walking this planet.