I’ve felt the urge to write for a lot of months now. But when I start thinking it through, I realize I don’t think I have anything profound to say. Nothing funny. No great life lesson. I just have words that I want to get down and for some reason, share on this ugly, pink blog of mine. I don’t even want to proofread it, so sorry in advance. This is really more therapy for me while I sit at a coffee shop for some much needed alone time. Right now, I’m just taking it one day at a time. And today seems like a good day to reflect.
We are nine months into this adoption journey. We finalized just three weeks ago, and Kayden is officially a Sok.
We couldn’t be happier to check off that box legally. When we said yes to Kayden in January, before we even met him, he was already our son – but the formality of adoption has been helpful for us all. Especially Kayden, who understandably doubted the day would actually come.
Over the past nine months, I’ve posted a lot of happy photos and videos. We sure have a lot of happy moments. But if I’m honest, the last nine months have been equally hard. Those moments aren’t so “grammable”.