As I sit in the pediatrician’s waiting room, all of my parenting skills are called into question. Do I focus on disciplining or bonding with my daughter?
Today the judge made it official. But this child has been one of us since the day he was born.
It’s home study day and I’m not perfect yet.
From the moment her image first appeared on my computer screen, I was her mother.
As a newly minted adoptive mom reveling in my bond with my daughter, it just seemed natural to me when a mother goat on our farm took in a baby lamb.
Read AF’s review of Growing Girls, a memoir about being a mom, adoption issues and all.
Sometimes, bonds in adoption form so instantly, so mysteriously, you just wonder how you ever got this lucky…