tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444845075971244429.post14969136797042821..comments2007-03-16T20:36:31.580-07:00Lisalmarshall119@yahoo.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444845075971244429.post-45764075326707214612007-03-16T20:36:00.000-07:002007-03-16T20:36:00.000-07:00Jennifer:<BR/>I love that song. Now I will sit up all night wondering who recorded it. <BR/><BR/>You're right. If someone is inspired, then so much the better.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for your comments, Jennifer.Leezerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01526227179179878988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444845075971244429.post-56377999074123609542007-03-16T19:09:00.000-07:002007-03-16T19:09:00.000-07:00You're just a girl whose intentions are pure. Oh, Lord, please don't let you feel misunderstood.<BR/><BR/>Or something. ;-)<BR/><BR/>I could care less if you were doing it - writing this blog - for the praise. It's praise worthy. But I don't believe for one second you are. It's an amazing journey you and your entire family are embarking on; one you should document, and capture, for so many reasons. The fact that you will likely inspire some or comfort others in a similar position is purely a bonus.Jenniferhttp://chapternext.typepad.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444845075971244429.post-54522841535071435322007-03-15T18:07:00.000-07:002007-03-15T18:07:00.000-07:00Christina:<BR/>Boy I hear you about thinking the questions are trick-questions. I got really stand-offish when the agency (which is a non-religious agency) asked me about any spiritual/religious beliefs I have. I really don't like to try to put this kind of thing into words, so I just did a quick summary of being raised Lutheran, which - in my view - is not very enlightening. <BR/><BR/>We had to attend an weekend-long workshop with other people adopting. There was a woman in the group - you know the type - who monopolized all the conversations and wanted to comment on every paragraph offered by the speakers. She also struck me as desperate as well as superficially charitable. The combination was haunting. I hope she's doing o.k., for her kid's sake.Leezerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01526227179179878988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444845075971244429.post-43073948933125135552007-03-15T07:33:00.000-07:002007-03-15T07:33:00.000-07:00Before I got pregnant, Andrew and I began to look into the adoption route. Neither of us were completely sure whether or not it would be the ultimate path for us, but it's something that's always felt right to me. I remember filling out one of the questionnaires and thinking "Wow, what is the right answer to this?" There was a series of multiple choice questions and the first or second one asked why you wanted to adopt. The choices ranged from "Because we are unable to have children but really want to" to "We would love to provide a child with a loving home" to "There are so many needy children in the world." I remember feeling like I was about to be tricked and I didn't end up answering the question. However, I knew it wasn't the last answer. There's just something about that one that bothers me, as if you'd then expect the child to thank you every minute of every day for saving them or something.Christinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00940861777458196200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444845075971244429.post-76165095908948584162007-03-14T19:47:00.000-07:002007-03-14T19:47:00.000-07:00Mae:<BR/>Thanks for the heartfelt comments. Yes, I'm sure you are adored by wee Chinese babies. It must make you feel good.<BR/><BR/>Even before Georgia was born, I would see white (non-Asian) women with their older chinese daughers, like 11 or 12, from time to time. Just shopping or whatever. I would say to myself that that's how I wanted to be.Leezerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01526227179179878988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444845075971244429.post-87705028671151572362007-03-14T18:06:00.000-07:002007-03-14T18:06:00.000-07:00I feel something I can't describe when I hear about adoption stories - especially when the adoption is of a Chinese girl. Maybe because I'm a Chinese woman and so many times, people who have returned from China with their daughters look at me and we somehow have something to say to each other. Maybe it's because their daughters can't take their eyes off me (especially if they haven't seen one of our kind in a while...) "She just loves to look at you..." they'll say. I usually respond with "oh kids always fixate on darker features..." and then we laugh, because truth is, she simply just hasn't seen one of her peeps in a while. And I simply can't take my eyes off their little bundle either, truth be told. I listen to their travel stories. They know China so much better than I do. I have never been there and wonder when I will make that pilgrimage...someday. I read your blog because what you share transcends just personal experience. It is human. It is real. And I like it.Maenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444845075971244429.post-41371103821556392962007-03-14T15:43:00.000-07:002007-03-14T15:43:00.000-07:00Jacob:<BR/>Oh, it's nothing. Really.Leezerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01526227179179878988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3444845075971244429.post-49606091736257280222007-03-14T12:58:00.000-07:002007-03-14T12:58:00.000-07:00It's so noble of you to adopt a child. **pat pat**<BR/><BR/>:)Think Frustratedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09525826328735838806noreply@blogger.com