Showing posts with label adoption. Show all posts
Showing posts with label adoption. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Keep Sakes


Most people don’t realize that adoptions are a lifelong thing; they don’t just happen at delivery and when you sign the papers. They continue for the rest of your life, and the child’s life.
In my Project Mommy blog (http://projectgoodmom.blogspot.com/) I recently posted a blog on how to keep memories in life, and how photographs and videos just aren’t a safe or sure way to keep those memories for the rest of your life. Well, when it comes to being a BirthMother, sometimes those photographs and videos are all we have. So, we need to keep them and protect them.
When you think of family photo albums, what do you think of? Random pictures, some good, some bad, all clumped into a book that’s kept on the coffee table or book shelves? Maybe, an on-line ordered spiral bound picture book from Walgreens during the half off sale? A Scrap book you spent the weekend crate with your daughter that was put out on display on the coffee table during Christmas?
While these things are a great thing to share, a joy to show off, they aren’t safe. Let’s face it, no photograph or book is. We can do anything we want to try and keep these items safe, but the fact is, anyone could trip or loose balance, spilling coffee, wine, or soda all over the book, ruining at least some of the photos.
So, when we have photos we want to keep safe, what do we do with them? There are a few options.
DVDs. Flash drives, SD cards. But, really, we can’t put everything on these forms of storage.
And if we are being honest, photos of a child you placed for adoption will almost always be more important that your niece shoving her face into birthday cake. Hold on, this isn’t a debate on WHO is more important, it is about what objects are more important.
Well, when we place a child for adoption (open, closed, semi-open, semi-closed, inner-family) there are many moments we will miss of the child’s growing up. The photos we receive from the Adoptive Parents share those moments and memories with us. But, its not just photos, it’s the cards, the letters that come with the photos, and anything else.
After my Birthson was born I found a box from my moms job and I shoved in everything that had to do with him. Papers, folders, hospital cards, life books, scrap books, photo albums, letters to and from his parents, letters to him.
Now, I have this amazing wooden box that holds all of the important things. Things I have received, been given as a gift, or made myself. And now, I would like to share those things with you.
The box itself I got at Pat Catan’s (http://www.patcatans.com/) for only $35. It was the best buy I ever made. You can paint, stain, finish, or varnish them any way you would like, but, I liked keeping mine simple. The plan is, one day, I’ll have Keaton place his hand prints on the box with paint, but nothing more.
Inside I keep Photo Albums filled with pictures that R&H have sent me over the last 4 ½ years.
 I also have a life book I made for him, filled with photos, songs and poems that remind me of him, the paperwork and forms from the adoption

 I also have kept the items I received from both adoption agencies during the matching process
 
 And I have other cards, packs of photos, and miscellaneous things.

 While my relationship with Keaton and his parents is a good one, I still have to hold on to the memories they are willing to share with me.
 
 This box may not be a fool proof way to keep them safe – god forbid there is a house fire, my daughter, not the box, would be the first thing I grabbed – it is a way to keep them out of daily harm like spills, muggy boots, dirty fingers, etc.
There are many ways you can preserve photos and keep sakes, this just happens to be the way I keep mine. If you haven’t already, I hope this encourages you to do something for your own memories; be it that of a birth child, adopted child, grandchild, or even a special occasion. The box could be smaller than a show box, or the size of a hope chest, as long as it is special to you, that’s all that matters. 

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

August 31, 2011

Lets see,...
For anyone reading this blog, there are a list of things you should know about me...

1) I stay at home as I am unable to work due to my depression and anxiety
2) due to some great doctors I am not settled on some meds that are working to help with my depression, but we have pretty much ruled that due to my past, the Anxiety and Panic attacks are just something we will have to work through.
3) I am a Christian Woman with a Buddhist soul. I believe in Jesus and what he did, but I also believe that there is only one God, and he reaches across a span of different religions. The two I have settled on, are Christianity and Buddhism.
4) I lost my Grandmother and my unborn child within 2 months of each other; My Grandmother on August 11th, 2010 and my child on September 23rd, 2010.
5) I love my family very much, and would do anything for them; even if and when they dont feel the same about me.
6) I am an old soul in a young body - I have learned many lessons, gone thought much suffering, and have come out of it still alive.
7) I am a BirthMother, but it does not define who I am. It may have helped shape me into the woman I am today, but it does not define me.
8) I have two other Children; Kathleen is 8 years old and lives with me, Alex is 7 and lives with his father.
9) I am not defined with labels, instead I am defined by actions.
10) When my Grandmother passed, I lost my best friend - point blank. She was the one I went to for everything. My mother was a very busy full time working mom, and she had 4 kids. I had many talks with my Grandmother that I had expected to have with my Mom. She became my strength.
11) Andrew is my other half - I dont use the word better, because neither of us are better than the other. He is a FTM TransGender pre-op male, and he is, for all intents and purposes, Kathleen's father.

I am who I am, and I cannot change for anyone. I only change the way God changes me. If there is someone who cannot handle the changes God places in my mind and/or heart, then I hope that they can handle the new person I am, and accept me, and my changes. But, if neither is possible, then I wish them all the luck, and if our paths cross, I will greet them with love and kindness.

So, this is me, and this is my life.

This is,
Life as ME...