Today marks one year with us.
As the snow began to thaw I saw you experience your new home with dirt, grass, and sticks. As spring came I saw you get dirty for the first time and I realized that you were scared of getting into trouble. Summer came and I witnessed the joy of you splashing in the water and running through a sprinkler. As the leaves turned the bright fall colors, we finalized your adoption. Winter came and we experienced Christmas and all the holiday hoopla (which I’m so glad is almost an entire year away!).
- You call me mommy.
- You will eat everything. Literally.
- You are scared of the dark but otherwise you go to sleep right away.
- You are violent if you feel you get too much love and attention.
- You are often concerned that there won’t be enough food for you.
- Your smile is beautiful and exudes joy.
- Your cries include the following: (1) fake cry, (2) scared, (3) mad cry, (4) lonely, (5) manic after being triggered, (6) pain, (7) sad (sort of…I’m not entirely sure you’ve figured how to display this one).
- You can dance from the soul.
Becoming your mommy has been a joy, a privilege, and the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. You are my first child, and there will never be a feeling like it. I have realized my role involves case management, medical advocacy, educator, history keeper, race advocacy, adoption and trauma advocacy– and more to be determined I’m sure!
Now that I have my feet underneath me a little with this parent thing I’m planning on some goals and improvements going into this second year being your mommy.
- Work on improving my own self-regulation.
- Attend parent meetings with the drumming therapist.
- With the help of your therapy team, work on creating opportunities for you to have your needs met that you did not have as a baby.
- Have lots of adventures.
- Create opportunities for fun and joy.