Reading today: Nothing yet.
Music today: "A Cow On My Head" by Laurie Berkner
TV today: Pooh's "All About Words" video
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This motherhood love sneaks up on you. Attacks you. One minute you're trying to entertain your child with a big Clifford the Dog stuffed animal; next there are tears of happiness because your child is so darn CUTE! And huggable, and squishable, and kissable... until he yelps at you. :)

I sometimes can't believe our luck. To get such a healthy (so far) child, a happy child. I can't believe that Doug and I are entrusted with his upbringing. Can you? We're supposed to guide him to be an upstanding, contributing citizen to the community, U.S., and the world. Huh.

I was tipped off to a website that sells scrapbooking things that are aimed at adoption, both domestic and international. There are also sample layouts of how to do a "lifebook" for your child, and what to include. I think that's where some of this sappiness has come from. Some of the pages are really neat, and I've begun to think about how to incorporate them in the book I'm slowly putting together for Roman.

I also find, looking at these samples and planning, that I am much more emotional about Roman's adoption than my own. It is interesting, being on both sides of the fence. I have always been thankful that my birthmother was courageous in choosing adoption (duh). But the amount of emotion I feel for Roman's birthmother far surpasses that. I used to roll my eyes at sappy adoption poems and that ilk; now I find myself wiping my eyes! Geez, as if I couldn't get emotional enough already.