I love watching Jon and Sam together. They are best buds. I adore how Sam runs to the front door when Jon gets home. The way he hops on our bed and “wakes” up his Daddy on Saturday morning. The way they both like the same cereal. The way Sam imitates everything Jon does. The way they play on the floor together. The way Sam lays his head on Jon’s shoulder at the end of the night. There isn’t anything like watching the bond between a dad and his boy. These two boys have my heart forever.
I love you, Jon! Happy Father’s Day!!!
We just got back from a trip to the midwest to help our friends move. The highlight of our trip was being able to stop and see Sam’s birthparents. Oh how we adore them. It was great being back in Sam’s birthtown. So many tender emotions surfaced as we remembered our journey there less than two years ago. Memories of getting on an airplane nervous with anticipation, meeting Sam’s beautiful birthmom, meeting Sam, falling in love with curly-haired perfection, learning from Sam’s birthmom how to take care of her tiny baby, soaking up every word she said, savoring every moment we had together, being new parents….it all come flooding back.
What a joy it was to see Sam’s birthparents again! They love Sam so much. We love them so much! I hope they see how much he is loved and adored. It was great to be able to ask them about some of Sam’s traits. He is left-handed (maybe) like his birthmom. He get his love of animals from them. He gets his curiosity about how things work from his birthdad. They both share Sam’s love of music.
We stayed in the same hotel we “lived” in for the first week of Sam’s life until we were cleared by ICPC to return home. This time we took Sam swimming. He LOVED the pool….somewhere we did not venture the first time around. We saw our favorite waitress who served us nearly nightly right after Sam was born. We had the nachos again and they were every bit as tasty as we remembered.
So many reminders. So many memories. Such fabulous nachos.
Truly a reminder that we have been living our miracle for the past 19 months and three weeks (but who is counting, right?).