Many in our society are gearing up for either a lucky or unlucky Friday the 13th. I've never bee superstitious, so to me it's just another day. Well, maybe not for today. Because it was 3 years ago on Monday, April 13th that we were whisked away from our apartment to wait for an hour for court. And it was 3 years ago that a judge declared me a Momma. But not just any Momma...a momma to a sweet hearted, smart and happy boy named Eli, who would become my little buddy.
I remember after court thinking "Ok, so I'm a mom...now what?" It was surreal and quite the whirlwind. And I might have cried a tad bit (which I never do). And maybe, just maybe, I haven't stopped being weepy ever since.
There have been many changes and challenges in the past 3 years; selfishness that needed to be shed (and more still being shed!), surgeries, addition of a sister (that he asked for!), and hospital visits. But I wouldn't change anything. Because all the whoopla solidified us as a family. And I do so love my family :)
Read about our court day here.