Last Thanksgiving we were thankful that our long wait to meet E was finally moving towards the home stretch. This year, I am so thankful for the sounds of giggly laughter, joyous squeals, and not-so-light-on-her-feet footsteps ringing through our house. I am thankful that during our nighttime cuddle, even though our noses are touching, E says, "Closer, Mama." I am thankful for the excellent medical care E is receiving. I am thankful to be married to a man who followed my dream and made it his own, knowing that adoption is an equally wonderful way to make a family. I am thankful to watch P and E's relationship blossom, and that P is E's favorite playmate. I am thankful to the family and friends who lifted us up on our journey, one that has not been for the faint of heart. I am thankful for each tantrum E throws, because it shows me that she has let her guard down, and that she can be herself without fearing that we'll turn away from her. We are thankful to be called Mama and Baba (even if it's 1498 times a day) and to know a love that is absolutely like no other.
Happy Thanksgiving to all!