Wednesday, March 17, 2010

On being a trans-racial family

When the time comes and I finally receive the referral I've been working and hoping for and dreaming about for so long it will be amazing and wonderful, of that I am sure. It will also have tinges of anxiety and lots of questions. First and foremost, will I actually be the mother I think I can be or want to be? Will I be able to beat cancer and early infertility only to be beaten by an infant? I firmly believe yes, I will (to the first) and no, I won't (to the second).

One thing I know I will know nothing firsthand about is how to be a transracial family. I can read, study and take classes, but when the time comes it will be a whole new world for me. And my daughter, for that matter! I recently read this quote from the book NurtureShock

How to Raise a Racist

Step One: Don’t talk about race. Don’t point out skin color. Be “color blind.”

Step Two: Actually, that’s it. There is no Step Two.

Congratulations! Your children are well on their way to believing that [insert your race here] is better than everybody else.

My first instinct when I decided to adopt from Ethiopia was just that. If you don't talk about it, it's not an issue. (very midwestern, don't you think?) But I've come to realize that it has to be talked about. My child will not look like me. I will get questions. I will need to know how to respond. Most of all, I will do everything I can to keep my child from feeling any hurt over racism. For now, I can educate myself as much as possible so we can deal with whatever comes our way.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Why I love judging

I love being a gymnastics judge. Yes, it can take up an entire weekend. Yes, it can be long days of sitting on my butt with my brain hurting from all that math. And yes, I eat too much during the breaks. But in the end, I get to see successes and accomplishments and of course all the glittery hairdos. And leos.

This past weekend I got to see and judge some amazing gymnastics. I scored my first 10.00 vault. It was awesome. Makes me glad to be a part of such a fun sport. And a little jealous that this old body will never do gymnastics again. So, I will live to watch and enjoy. Fun!

Take a look at this amazing vault...

Gymnastics Videos on Gymnastike

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Dossier in Ethiopia

My dossier has arrived in Ethiopia! I can't say exactly when it arrived but it's there! I thought maybe I could track it by my FedEx account but it turns out you can't just pull up your account number and see all of the shipments billed to that number. Seems like you should be able to but I guess not. In any case, it arrived some time in the last week or so. Next step, translation. I'm told that may take 3-4 weeks. And so I keep waiting...

On another note, work is underway in the soon-to-be-nursery as the closet door gets removed and enlarged. Lots of dust, hammering, sawing and dust. And did I say dust? Will be exciting to be done.