My beautiful girl!
For Hannah, birthdays are still all about cake and presents and being the center of attention.
Unfortunately, it's a little different for me.
When I went in to her room to get her up, it was different than birthday mornings for my bio kids.
With the other kids, I have memories. I have a story to tell them. I know what the weather was like, what time of day they were born, what they looked like when they were born...
I've looked at the calendar for the day she was born, and there's nothing.
I can see by some of the other days that month what kind of things were going on in our world at the time.
But I have no memory of the day Hannah was born.
I was going about my day, without any clue that my life would be changed forever, when she drew her first breath.
I had no idea that this face:
which I would not see for almost 2 years, would be the catalyst that would send me across the ocean on an unbelievable adventure.
The last 3 years have been a time of growth for me on a personal level, as well as a time of wonder, in watching Hannah blossom in our family.
So my sadness on her birthday is really not about me, what I don't know.
It's about her. The information I don't have to be able to tell her when she begins to understand the bigger ideas in adoption.
But for now, I'll just smile at her excitement over cake and presents.
And rejoice that she's part of our family.
And enjoy these special moments with this very special girl.
And acknowledge that I am so lucky to be her mom.
Thanks for clicking for us!