Kitchen Dance...
I remember when Danny and Aidan were yonger, (around John's age) I used to dance with them in the kitchen almost every night. I guess it was because I always cooked dinner and had music playing. While my 2 older boys would probably not admit it now, they were dancing fools back then, and didnt hold back when dancing with their Momma. Then they got a little bit older, and maybe thought they were too cool for it, or just grew out of it. Regardless of the reasons, I have missed that little routine of ours for a couple of years now. Dinners became busy and rushed because someone had a practice or a baseball game or friends over. The boys each had their own agenda and little life of their own, and dancing with their mother took a back seat. Its not a bad thing. Just something I didnt know much I missed untill John came home.
So now, I have upgraded. I have an I-pod...and its strategically placed in the kitchen... And John loves music. He gets this serious face on and shakes his head back and forth to the beat of a song. Then he reaches out for me to pick him up and once in my arms, smiles, shakes his whole body and dances clapping his hands. I didnt teach him this. The kid has rhythm all on his own (he didnt get it from watching me I assure you).
Point is, yes...my dirty diaper days are back. So are sticky floors, and toys on the floor, and child safety locks, car seats full of cheerios, missing sippy cups, and loads and loads of laundry. I expected all this. It comes with the territory. But so does that smell of baby lotion, bath time, funny faces, and belly laughs. "Goodnight Moon" rocking to sleep, and early morning smiles through crib slats. I underestimated the importance of these things in my daily routine, and the special place in my memory they had. But the most surprising thing of all has been the dancing. I missed that the most. Now with Johnny home, all my boys are dancing in the kitchen again...
Julie Ann
Monday, April 21, 2008
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
John Pics in China!
These are pics that were taken in China. The first is how John looked when he met me. Then we start to se a little personality. The last two are of his buddy Coleman. These two obviously knew eachother. Coles parents and I are eager to keep the boys in touch as they grow up! I miss that little man, and so does my father! He is such a riot!
We are home 13 days now....
...and I am the WORST blogger ever!
Sorry I didnt keep up. It was so hard to update this blog in China, and being home now with a 20 month old doesnt make it any easier! I WILL post more pics later this week I PROMISE! But here is the update...
We have been home 13 days now, and it seems like an eternity since we were in China. I left that country with not only my 3rd son, but memories that I couldnt have dreamed of making. It was the trip of a lifetime. China is a beautiful country, and its a place not only worth visiting, but going back to. I miss my travel group. I couldnt have asked for a nicer group of people to share this experience with. But its true when they say "there is no place like home..."
Landing at Newark airport was surreal and wonderful!!! I was immediatly taken to a customs agent where John's passport and adoption info was taken. He was greeted as an American citizen because the moment we landed on American soil, that's what he became. Walking down the ramp, (with my poor father carring 2 carraiges full of luggage) was just heaven as I was greeted by my family and of course Danny and Aidan. The boys were so good and Aidan immediatly offered up his jacket to his younger brother "becuase its cold outside" he said. It was picture perfect!
The first few days were a little foggy. John is an amazing baby. He is laid back and goes with the flow. He adjusted to the time change with no problems. I on the other hand was not so lucky. I would wake up at 4am ready to start my day and almost pass out by 2pm in the afternoon. It wasnt pretty. Thankfully he is a great napper and I was able to get rid of the jet lag within a few days.
He had his first doctors appointment and got the "thumbs up" from his pediatrician. This little boy who upon first meeting him, couldn't sit up on his own steady, or hold his own bottle, or make eye contact much less walk or smile. 23 days later, he walks on his own, feeds not only himself, but me as well. He starts each morning laughing and reaching out for me. Its like John is a different child then the one I adopted in China. Its been a little miracle each day. The milestones I watched Danny and Aidan make over the course of their first 18 months, I'm watching John do from one day to the next. He's amazing. He has a firm grip on what 'peek-a-boo' is and loves to wave 'bye-bye' and blow kisses. Its a great start!
I cannot tell you how good it feels to be home with all three of my sons. I feel like everything is how it should be and how is was always meant to be. The stress and worry I took with me to China, I left in China. This whole experience has been as meaningful and life changing as childbirth itself. And just as equal in its importance. I feel so blessed and lucky...I am one lucky Momma! Pics to follow...
Julie Ann
Sorry I didnt keep up. It was so hard to update this blog in China, and being home now with a 20 month old doesnt make it any easier! I WILL post more pics later this week I PROMISE! But here is the update...
We have been home 13 days now, and it seems like an eternity since we were in China. I left that country with not only my 3rd son, but memories that I couldnt have dreamed of making. It was the trip of a lifetime. China is a beautiful country, and its a place not only worth visiting, but going back to. I miss my travel group. I couldnt have asked for a nicer group of people to share this experience with. But its true when they say "there is no place like home..."
Landing at Newark airport was surreal and wonderful!!! I was immediatly taken to a customs agent where John's passport and adoption info was taken. He was greeted as an American citizen because the moment we landed on American soil, that's what he became. Walking down the ramp, (with my poor father carring 2 carraiges full of luggage) was just heaven as I was greeted by my family and of course Danny and Aidan. The boys were so good and Aidan immediatly offered up his jacket to his younger brother "becuase its cold outside" he said. It was picture perfect!
The first few days were a little foggy. John is an amazing baby. He is laid back and goes with the flow. He adjusted to the time change with no problems. I on the other hand was not so lucky. I would wake up at 4am ready to start my day and almost pass out by 2pm in the afternoon. It wasnt pretty. Thankfully he is a great napper and I was able to get rid of the jet lag within a few days.
He had his first doctors appointment and got the "thumbs up" from his pediatrician. This little boy who upon first meeting him, couldn't sit up on his own steady, or hold his own bottle, or make eye contact much less walk or smile. 23 days later, he walks on his own, feeds not only himself, but me as well. He starts each morning laughing and reaching out for me. Its like John is a different child then the one I adopted in China. Its been a little miracle each day. The milestones I watched Danny and Aidan make over the course of their first 18 months, I'm watching John do from one day to the next. He's amazing. He has a firm grip on what 'peek-a-boo' is and loves to wave 'bye-bye' and blow kisses. Its a great start!
I cannot tell you how good it feels to be home with all three of my sons. I feel like everything is how it should be and how is was always meant to be. The stress and worry I took with me to China, I left in China. This whole experience has been as meaningful and life changing as childbirth itself. And just as equal in its importance. I feel so blessed and lucky...I am one lucky Momma! Pics to follow...
Julie Ann
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