Monday, June 27, 2011

It's Final...Finally!

So, that long-awaited day has come; the legal part of this journey has come to a close.  No more home studies, no more making copies of medical records, no more going by his given name, no more worrying about birth parents changing their minds.  It is done, so says the court.  "I now pronounce you Mom and Dad," he said.  No bang of the gavel, just a few words of sworn testimony and, in less than 15 minutes, it was set in stone.  Not as formal as one might imagine, with all we've had to go through to get this far, but it was rewarding, nonetheless.  It is cause for celebration and celebrate, we did!  Family and friends alike celebrated with us in our joy, and, for those that we able to do so, either helping to prepare or just stopping by for a visit.  I think back in this almost 11 months, in watching him grow, the time has gone by so quickly but in the sense of getting to this point, it seems to have taken so much longer than that.  I guess, in a way, it did take longer, if you count all the years we've waited for this to come about.  But he was worth the wait and we are beyond blessed; our prayers have been answered and, although he has always been our son, it is now legally and officially so!

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Teething Trials

Let me just give a big PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH to teething.  Our poor Little Man is just having a rough, ol' time of it.  Those poor teeth (or lack thereof) are giving him (and us) the biggest fit.  He's not taking naps (or very short ones), even though he's extremely exhausted, because it hurts too much to sleep.  He's extremely sensitive and clingy; just wanting a comforting touch, I suppose.  The really bad part is that not one single tooth has yet to come in!  I would be more that happy to help it along, if I could.  I can only give him so many teething rings, cold juice, teething tablets and mesh feeders with frozen fruit to try to help relieve the pain and discomfort.  It's trying to not get aggravated with his persistent crying/screaming and fighting sleep.  I know that he can't help it and he's only expressing how he's feeling but, I'll be honest, it does grate on my nerves and I do have to keep myself in check, having to keep in mind that he doesn't wish this pain on himself anymore than we do.  I'm glad that at least he's too little to remember any of this misery of his...or mine!