From Flats To Lofts

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On March 13th we got a phone call for a foster-to-adopt placement – a little three day old boy. Of course we said yes! (Well, Andrew said yes & then called me and said, “Hey, should I fly home from California?”) The ¬†little girl and I frantically got the house picked up and headed out to Target and the mall to pick up a bunch of little blue outfits. After braving a morning in the rain and confused looks from salespeople we made it back home just before nap time and started getting everything washed up so the little boy would have something to wear home from the hospital that afternoon. I had just put the second load into the washing machine when we got the call that this little one no longer needed a home.

So, Andrew stayed in California and I called my sister in London as I started putting all the baby stuff back in the closet.

One week later we got another call – again for a boy, but this time a four month old. We said yes again, but didn’t really believe that he would be coming until the social worker called the next morning and said they were on their way. We didn’t even know his name until he came through he front door. Three weeks later we still don’t know much & have yet to meet his permanent social worker. It’s been crazy trying to get medical history and everything else figured out!

Of course we would love to be able to adopt this little boy, but for now we are just trying to enjoy whatever time we have with him . The two babies are just ten months apart, so we are getting some crazy looks from people when we go out! Our little girl has done a wonderful job adjusting to being a big sister! We are super proud of her. The house is fuller & messier, but the laundry is always done since this sweet boy throws up most of what he eats.

I’m taking both babies to Florida in a few weeks and I can’t wait to see how they react to the beach and pool! I’m not looking forward to the flights though!


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One Year

Our baby turns one this week. It’s hard to imagine that last year at this time we were still waiting to be approved to foster-to-adopt in Kentucky (we had been waiting since May), had no idea if we ever would be approved, and would never had guessed that our little girl was being born just miles away at a downtown hospital.


She spent her first three weeks mostly alone in a dark NICU, sick & in constant pain. It’s heartbreaking to think of all the nights she cried alone…

Thankfully this year she is a healthy little girl and has so far escaped any of the complications that often come for babies who have such a rough start. She is climbing on everything – from dog cages to beds to her rocking-elephant. She has also finally learned that jumping headfirst off of the couch isn’t a good idea! She loves our two dachshunds (more than they love her probably) and thinks its great fun to play peek-a-boo with them while they try to nap the afternoon away under a blanket. Speaking of naps…she will only take them if she is being held. Spoiled? Maybe, but we’re okay with it and assume she will be napping just fine by herself before she goes off to college. She loves guacamole & salsa, and never would eat jarred baby food. Basically, she is as perfect as any one year old could be!

She is getting a couple of books, a drum & music set, and a doll for her birthday. We are hoping she is a bit more interested in presents this time around since she didn’t really want anything to do with them at Christmas.


We have made some progress towards adoption over the last few months. In August the goal of her case was officially changed to adoption (!) and we have the next big court date scheduled in just a couple months. We are hoping to have her officially adopted sometime this summer.


The last 11 months have been stressful in so many ways, but it has all been completely worth it!! Happy Birthday, Baby Girl. We love you!