7 Months Home

Wesley is now 21 months and the beginning of March marked 7 months since came home to us. Our biggest “news” as of late is that we FINALLY have a hearing date to finalize his adoption. California is anything but fast in processing paperwork when it comes to the State. Then, there was some miscommunication or misinformation or something when it came to the actual assigning of the hearing date. But my wonderful hubs went down to the courthouse and straightened it all out and (drum roll) we head to court Monday, March 21 at 8:30am in the morning. Whooo Hooo! After all the home visits, paperwork, etc. Wesley will legally be our son and he will become an “official” citizen of the United States. We can’t wait!

Wesley showing his U.S.A. pride in preparation for his adoption finalization.



In other “news” we are actively looking for a new home. Our house has been on the market for a little over a month and we accepted an offer this past week and we are now in escrow. We’ve had a tough time finding a house with the right mix of what we’re looking for at the right price. Plus, it’s actually quite competitive out there and we’ve run into some situations where the house has already gone into “Sale Pending” status before we even saw it. Hopefully, we’re getting close.

We continue to work with Wesley on his speech on a daily basis. He is all about “Da Da” right now and starts in with it from the moment he gets up. Our favorite is what we call the “Machine Gun Da Da” which sounds exactly like you would think. He does show Mommy some love with the occasional “Ma Ma” or just “Ma.” He also loves saying (and taking) “bubble bath.” The volume switch on our little peanut seemed to be turned up substantially over this past month. Everything is on HIGH. There’s screeching, screaming, giggling, singing and more all at ultra-high levels. Our neighbors are probably thankful that we’re moving soon.

Wesley has become quite the “ladies man” at his day care. I typically pick him up in the afternoon (Brian handles drop off in the morning). When I’ve been picking him up these past few weeks, he’s been the only little boy left (and it’s seriously not late in the day) surrounded by 4-5 little girls. They all love him. Especially one in particular who is a little aggressive. Brian actually busted the two of them holding hands one afternoon. She always says “Goodbye Wesley!” when we leave. It’s a riot.

On another note, I woke up this morning to the awful news of the earthquake in Japan. Such devastation. When I turned on the news the earthquake had set off a tsunami that was making its way through Hawaii and headed up the West Coast of California. I have to tell you, it really puts things into perspective. My patience has been tested these past few months between putting the house on the market, house hunting and Wesley continuing to behave as a typical pre-2 year old toddler. I’m not going to lie, it’s been hard. There seem to be so many things to worry about and so many things to do. But then, something like this tragedy hits and immediately, you want to grab your child, hold him and never let go. Nothing else matters. All these “problems” or “issues” in your life are trivial. Nothing can be THAT BAD. There is nothing that can’t be worked out. Hug your loved ones before you go to bed tonight and be thankful that we're all safe and sound.