Last night I went out. A few girls I know take a belly-dancing class and were having a performance. So my friend and I bought tickets. The belly-dancing was supposed to be the opening act for a ‘drum concert.’ I had absolutely no idea what a drum concert was (I assume a lot of drumming). So we went out to dinner and then went to the show. This is a drum concert. It was a lot of fun. Lots of dancing followed by even more drumming. There was a very large variety of people in the audience, which made it a great place for people watching. We ended up leaving before the concert was over, but that is because we are mothers of 2-year-olds who don’t get out much! I did not get any pics of the dancers, but did get a few of Raquy and the cavemen. Oh, and if you look closely at the caveman on the left he looks (and acted) quite a bit like Jim Carey. He did not seem to fit in the group at all. After doing a little research today I discovered he is actually a music teacher who also performs in a group for young children. That explained a lot! So anyways, if you have anyone on your Christmas list who really loves “Progressive Middle Eastern Music…HEAVY on the drumming” this is the gift for them!!!
A night out November 29, 2006
A little bit of cuteness… November 25, 2006
These last few weeks Supergirl has been supersweet to me (not ALL sweet, but definitely MOSTLY sweet). So I thought I just might share some of her cuteness with you.
First, I love the way she sings now. All the time. Her favorites are Kiss the Girl and Under the Sea from Little Mermaid, along with the ABC’s and Twinkle Twinkle. Twinkle Twinkle is my favorite because she sings it like this: “Twankle twankle yittle star“
I also love how when I read this book (twice every single night) she listens quietly until we get to the page with the deer and then she has to point out one particular deer and tell me its name is “Ikena” (she made that one up herself and I think it is quite pretty).
How after shopping all day today (and buying many of her own christmas presents) all she cared about was the little plastic (or rubber?) baby tiger she picked out that cost $1. And how since we’ve been home everything has been, “my baby tiger is cold” “baby tiger wants to take a bath” ”baby tiger has an owie, he needs a button (band-aid)” “baby tiger wants to watch teletubbies (she hasn’t watched that in like 6 months!)”
There have been lots of snuggles and hugs and kisses. I am liking this phase. Although she does talk 24/7, including a 45 minute drive to grandmas yesterday which consisted of a blow-up pink dolphin poking me in the head saying (in Supergirls voice) “I need water, need water, need water, pweease, need water, I need water pweeaase” Overall, the sweetness is winning!
Happy Thanksgiving November 24, 2006
Supergirl and I are going shopping!!! (as soon as I can pry her out of her bed)
USCIS Approval—Check!!! November 16, 2006
Today we got our approval from US Citizenship and Immigration Services. According to the federal government we are fit to be parents 
Supergirl is relieved to hear this. I am very excited as I have been impatiently waiting for this. One more notch in our adoption belt (that was kind of cheesy)…
Don’t put my toys in the fire November 15, 2006
Last night Supergirl came into our room crying. When I asked her what was wrong she said, I want my toys, where are my toys. I asked, what toys? She replied (still crying) “DON’T PUT MY TOYS IN THE FIRE!” Daddy-O then asked, who put your toys in the fire, and she says mommy did. For the next 30 minutes I laid in her bed with her and had the following exchange about 50 times:
SG: Mommy, don’t put my toys in the fire.
Me: I didn’t baby, it was a dream, it wasn’t real. I would never ever put your toys in the fire, I promise.
(slight pause)
SG: Mommy, please don’t put my toys in the fire.
Me: I didn’t put any toys in the fire, it was only a dream, it wasn’t real. I would never put your toys in the fire, I promise. I love you!
Talk about feeling guilty. Yesterday, as I was cleaning (and a little frustrated) I picked her toys off the kitchen table and told her to put them in her toybox. She said no. I told her either she puts them in the toybox or I put them in the trash. That got her attention, and apparently also traumatized her…
Point——Supergirl
Funkadelic November 12, 2006
I have been in a major funk lately. I, along with everyone I interact with, am starting to get tired of it. Until today, I have not really been able to figure out where this funk came from, or why it won’t go away. As of today I think I have this figured out (at least for now). It is because life (at least in my small corner of the world) is incredibly out of balance right now. In life crappy things happen, death, sickness, general unhappiness–but these are often met with the brighter side of life; weddings, new babies, graduations, etc, etc. I have a rather large extended family, so there are enough people to really balance things out, something bad happens/something good happens.
Since around July this has not been the case. Bad things just seem to keep piling up with nothing to counteract the general yuckiness left behind. Death, divorce, extreme illness, extreme unhappiness have all been present lately, with no weddings, no new babies, no graduations… None of this has happened to me personally, my life is just peachy. Even to my immediate family, we are all fine. It is extended family members and dear friends that are suffering so much. And I can do nothing. I just sit here and watch and do nothing. I am feeling helpless, and useless, and in desperate need of some brightness. This in no way means I have a crappy life. I have a wonderful life, with nothing to complain about- which I guess is part of what makes it so hard to watch those I love go through such misery.
So now that I have identified the problem I am now looking for the solution. So, if you are reading this, and you know me; Get married! Have a baby! Graduate, for heaven’s sake!!!
Takin’ the long road (or the short road) November 11, 2006
I never wanted to be one of those adoption bloggers who simply have post after post of how miserable the waiting is. I always thought I would have so many other things to do, the waiting wouldn’t be a big deal. Besides, it’s not a long wait, not like China or many of the other countries. When we started, it looked like it may even be a shorter wait than if I were to get pregnant.
Well, things have changed and I was wrong. The wait still isn’t too long, relatively speaking. But I have a feeling the pain of waiting is much more than I imagined, especially since we are still much closer to the beginning than to the end. There are moments I think “if I had just gotten pregnant when we started this our baby would almost be here now.” It is in these moments I realize that I cannot begin to imagine the pain of infertility. The pain of waiting and waiting and waiting, and knowing so much less than we know in the world of adoption. I also think of how hard this will be 5 months from now, or the wait from referral to travel. I seriously need to toughen up, or I could possibly drive everyone crazy. Supergirl deserves to have a very happy 2nd year of life, without a mommy obsessing over wait time. If anyone has any suggestion on how to lessen the pain of waiting, please feel free to let me know…
Neighbors: The Good, The Bad, and well…Us November 3, 2006
So the other day I had finished putting down Supergirl for her nap, was headed downstairs and had the thought: “that leafblower sounds like it is actually in our yard now.” Mind you, I had been hearing it for quite awhile, but it definitely seemed to have moved closer. Next thought: “our freaking neighbors (the ones whose house backs up to ours) are actually blowing their freaking leaves into our freaking yard. FREAKS!!!” So I head to the window to have a look and this is what I see:
All of these people in our yard. Raking up and bagging our leaves!! Including the neighbors on both sides of us!
I ran back up the stairs to inform Daddy-O of what was going down in our own backyard, only to find him heading down the stairs to tell me the same thing. He had even had the same evil thought about the leafblower! By the time we got outside the work was pretty much done and we were left feeling like idiots! Apparently the youth group at our neighbors church was having a contest to see who could bag the most leaves and they figured we wouldn’t mind (we didn’t!). I think they got something like 42 bags just from our house and the house next door! Moral of the story: don’t think evil thoughts until you at least look out the window!
Halloween November 1, 2006
Above is a slideshow of our halloween festivities, however, if you are on dial-up and have trouble viewing it, here is the short version:
We had orange pancakes for breakfast, Supergirl dressed up as this:
Went trick-or-treating with her friends:
And had lots of candy:
THE END…
