Will the real LBM please stand up.....
It's that time of year again when I start my gratitude journal. Each day I find something to be grateful for. Through each grim, dreary rainy day there are always things to be happy about. It encourages me to sit back, reflect and enjoy the simple things in life. I guess this is because life with LBM is getting tough. Just when I think I get to know him, he changes again. Like all toddlers really. Perhaps it's a growth spurt, perhaps its just him being a stroppy toddler but each day brings new challenges. Just when I thought we had turned a corner on the food front, it gets a whole load worse. I am torn between offering him food all the time in the hope that it will eventually lose it's 'novelty' OR keeping to a strict routine of 3 meals and set snack times. Torn. Completely torn. LBM becomes increasingly frustrated as he thinks I don't understand when he wants food. I have tried talking to him explaining that I do understand but it's not snack time yet. This seems to makes things worse. The more I think about it, the more I think he would benefit from having a sibling. Another person to interact with. Jelly-tot's report arrived and it all looks pretty straightforward. Are we crazy to pass up on the chance of a 5 month old baby. Miss Scarlett calls and explains that they have won the court order and we need to give a final answer by Friday. She asks what our initial thoughts are and I tell her a cautious 'yes.' She squeals with excitement but emphasises that we don't need to commit until Friday. Saying that, even if we do give a 'yes' on Friday, we still have to be re-assessed and they might decide that this is not the best outcome for LBM or Jelly-tot. Yes, folks, welcome to the world of adoption. Nothing is guaranteed.
- mummy in the baking
- This blog is about me and my voyage to becoming a mummy. Ironically called “mummy in the baking” as together with my passion and obsession for all things cake related, I will never be able to have my own "bun in the oven." Years of fertility treatment have taken their toll and I now find myself on a new..eek, i hate this word...journey! The crazy train to adoption. I hope you will join me while I bake my way to becoming a mummy. I want this blog to be a source of information as well as a comforter. I hope it will inspire and help anyone who is considering adoption or who has in fact already bought their ticket for this..here I go again...journey. Cake makes me happy and I hope you will enjoy sharing my love of it. I want it to help lift your spirits and hearts through what can only be described as 'the trials and tribulations of the adoption process.' Along with my desire to be a family, I love my dogs, have an unhealthy love of sausages and chenin blanc, adore my land rover uber-nerd of a husband and continiously dream of balmy summer evenings. Baking in progress…..