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It Only Looks Like I'm In Charge
It Only Looks Like I'm In Charge
Not for her... For normal people.
  • Me: Did I tell you I signed up for a 5k colour run?
  • thefootlightclub: You did not tell me!! YAY!!
  • Me: Want to come? July 19. Plenty of time to get ready.
  • thefootlightclub: Sure!
  • Me: You'll have to register now. There aren't many spots left.
  • thefootlightclub: Wait. You want me to run? Hahaha. No. I will cheer you on.
  • Me: Ha! I bit my tongue, but my first reaction was "Really?! Huh."
  • thefootlightclub: *cackle*
  • Me: What did you think I meant by "plenty of time to get ready"?
  • thefootlightclub: I figured mentally prepping to be out and in a crowd.
  • Me: Ha! Terrible.
  • thefootlightclub: That'll be awesome! Not for me, but for normal people!

I hid the eggs less than fifteen minutes ago, and I can only account for twelve of the fourteen.

There are limits to my love
  • The Husband was researching how to use kinesthetic tape for his glutes...
  • Husband: So basically, the tape goes across my butt from here to here.
  • Me: Mm hmm.
  • Husband: I miiiiiight need help with that. Does that cross some kind of spousal line?
  • Me: Nope. That's cool.
  • Husband: ...I may also need to shave my ass first. Does that part...
  • Me: Yes. That part crosses the line.

The order is rapidly fadin’
And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a-changin’

But guys! That ending! They literally redid the opening sequence. What if there’s no Season 6? 

Get your shit together, NBC!


I just sneezed a mouthful of oatmeal all over my monitor.

So today’s starting off nicely! 


Recommendations?

Dictator’s birthmom asked me to bring some children’s adoption books when we see them next week. She has a 3-year-old who’s been commenting on the fact that she and Dictator look alike (and boy, do they!), and she wants to start talking about adoption with her. 

The books that we do have are geared more towards kids who were adopted, not to kids whose parents have placed other children for adoption. No combination of Google search terms has led me to anything that would be remotely helpful.

Any tips from birthmothers who are also parenting? How did/do you talk to the children you’re parenting about the ones you’ve placed? Book recommendations?

How about children who have biological siblings that were placed for adoption? Do you have any tips or stories that would help C?


anadoptionjourney:

inthepocketofherraincoat:

Birth certificates shouldn’t even be legal parenting documents. The birth certificate should document the actual facts - the child’s name at birth, child’s natural parents, correct date, time, and place of birth. At the same time the birth certificate is issued, a…

I agree with a lot of this. When we finalize the adoption of M, I feel bad that we will be given a birth certificate without B’s name on it. She doesn’t deserve to have her name removed from his history.

I don’t know where I stand on the name change issue. We were fortunate that B gave him our last name at birth. M has, and will always (unless he changes it for his own reasons) have the same name.

Dictator’s birth certificate has always felt like a pack of lies to me for a couple of reasons: 

Her birth parents were effectively erased with a wave of bureaucratic wands. I understand that the thinking here is that the circumstances of her birth are private, but doesn’t insisting on that privacy increase the stigma associated with adoption? Closed adoption isn’t even legal in Canada, so why does the birth certificate strive to hide information that’s accessible by law? 

I had to lie on a government form. And it’s not only legal, but required. The long form birth certificate asks for the “Number of live births to the mother (including this child)”. I was required to answer “1” to that question. I have never borne any children, yet I was required to sign an official government document stating otherwise. For what purpose? 

I don’t know what the answer is, but I would love to see a separate document that accompanies the birth certificate, as the original poster suggests, or perhaps an amended birth certificate that has room for both birth and adoptive parent information. I don’t know what legal ramifications of either of those options might be, but there’s got to be some way to recognize the rights I have as an adoptive parent without erasing my daughter’s birth parents entirely. 


No Self-Esteem Issues Here
  • Me: You're my best girl, you know.
  • Dictator: I know. It's because I make this face when I'm hugging you. It's just too cute.

Romance.
  • Me (having just finished calculating our not-insignificant tax return): I wish there was an easy way for me to make that much money in two hours every evening.
  • Husband: I can think of one way for you to do that.
  • Me: You can't afford me.

Dictator has an incredibly frustrating habit of piling crap near her bedroom door after we put her to bed for the night (my scary “if there’s an emergency, I have to be able to open your door” talks seem to go nowhere), so I often have to throw my full body weight into the door to shove it open in the morning. 
Good thing I only tried that twice this morning? I’m sure her little brain will be fine…

Dictator has an incredibly frustrating habit of piling crap near her bedroom door after we put her to bed for the night (my scary “if there’s an emergency, I have to be able to open your door” talks seem to go nowhere), so I often have to throw my full body weight into the door to shove it open in the morning. 

Good thing I only tried that twice this morning? I’m sure her little brain will be fine…


How About a Time Out? Or Ban Him From the PS3? Or He Could Write Lines on the Blackboard.

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Ok hockey friends….. How about you don’t infantilize your husbands….. Or maybe consider hanging the bloody pictures yourself….. who’s with me?!?!? 


Look what I made! 
I’ve only been crocheting since Christmas, so I’m super proud, and I hope our friends (who are expecting twins any day) like them.

Look what I made!

I’ve only been crocheting since Christmas, so I’m super proud, and I hope our friends (who are expecting twins any day) like them.


I’m on a conference call about a new employee development program we’re rolling out, and the presenter has referred to the “penetration” of the program at least a half dozen times since he started talking. 

"We’re really looking for the greatest penetration possible for this program." 

"Our focus is on ensuring that the uptake here is widespread, so we really see the penetration we’re after."

I’m really glad I’m on mute. 


Friday Five

maeganbobaegan:

  1. I
  2. Do
  3. Not
  4. Want
  5. To

Today I have to make a bunch of phone calls & appts for things I’ve been avoiding for days, weeks, months? But, first…coffee ~


IT just loves me.

I turned my keyboard over and shook the hell out of it to dislodge whatever crumb was wedged behind my L key, because I’ve been typing awesome emails like, “Heo, kindy ca me at your eariest convenience” all morning.

While I was fully prepared to see all kinds of evidence of the breakfasts/lunches/snacks that I routinely consume in front of the computer, I am really disturbed by the number of eyelashes and/or eyebrow hairs that also came tumbling out.

So gross. 


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