Christmas Newsflash (Don't Get Too Excited)

This morning I finally decided to get out and hang the evergreen roping I purchased at the greenhouse. The result always looks pretty decent, if I do say so myself.

From when I got married at the young age of 19, my mother would always compliment me on the rare occasion when I'd bake something. "My, aren't you a Betty Crocker!" she would exclaim. The last few weeks, as I've been making my own bar lotion, bath fizzies and gift wrap, I've felt like Betty's daughter Martha Stewart. (And up until about 30 minutes ago, I was feeling pretty good about that.) This, my friends, is not normal.

Now, for an Attitude Shift

I was wrong...about everything.

You'll probably be hearing that from me often–—daily—–as we go through this adoption process.

As we go through the various workshops, literature, and videos that are required of adoptive parents, it sometimes feels that every reason for adopting is the wrong reason. Your children are growing up and you have room for more? Don't look for a child to fill your needs. You want to help others? Don't think of yourself as some savior. You have infertility issues? Don't look for a child to fill the grief of not having your own biological children. There appears to be no right reason for adoption.