Daily Dose of Mama: Aloha, Little Moon

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Aloha, Little Moon

Dear Little Moon,

Turns out, when your mama wants something special to happen, she needs to go on a tropical vacation with your Appa. The last time we did sun sans child we accepted Little Bro's referral. But I never imagined this morning when I woke up to Hawaiian surf that I'd be celebrating something special for you, too.

Today your Appa and I were driving along a beautiful road in Hawaii. The ocean was shocking blue on one side and the green mountains towered on the other. The road was winding a bit, which I don't do well with, so I absently grabbed my phone to check my e-mail. Since I am on vacation, my inbox has piled into the hundreds. So when I was skimming and expecting nothing important and caught out adoption agency director's name on an e-mail with the subject line "Urgent and Important Communication Regarding Your Current Adoption Process" my mind couldn't quite keep up. I went from thinking it was junk mail regarding the webinar I wasn't calling into to thinking it was something very, very bad. But it was seeing our name in the salutation that set me nerves tingling.

It was there, on the winding and beautiful road to Secret Beach that I read aloud in a stilted, shaking, and incredulous voice to a confused Appa that you were coming home so.much.sooner. than I have ever dared let myself hope.

Appa kept driving, but his eyes kept darting to me, he kept questioning me, the smile that has been on his face for the past few days just got bigger and bigger. Our wildest dream, so wild we've never even dreamed it, is coming true. You are coming home. Soon. So soon.

When we had hiked down to Secret Beach, I wrote your name in the sand, just as I did your brother's in Jamaica. I'll buy you a stupid looking shirt to commemorate the role this place "played" in our journey to you.

And for the rest of time, when I think of this spectacular vacation your Appa and I are lucky enough to be enjoying, the moment that e-mail sunk in will always be one of the first things I recall. That moment will be one of my favorite moments, ever. Better than any beach or sunset or breathtaking canyon hike, knowing you are coming home is the highlight of this trip.

Little Moon, this didn't happen by chance. There are people, LOTS of people, who care about you enough to bend the rules, see the gray, take a stand. They want you to stop waiting, and start living your life as a little brother and son. I hope I can always impress upon you how much today is a testament to the fact that you have been loved and cared for and your best interests have been looked out for all the days of your life.

You are loved. You are cared for. You are rooted for. You are wanted. You are needed. And as soon as we can, Appa, Little Bro, Little Bug, so many friends and family, and I will be there to love you every day for the rest of your life. Soon. So soon.

Ua ola loko i ke aloha.

2 comments:

NoraApril 30, 2013 at 1:04 PM
I can't even tell you how happy this makes me. SO.HAPPY.
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KatieApril 30, 2013 at 9:01 PM
Such a sweet, sweet blessing....well deserved for him....and well deserved for you as well. Can't wait to see the youngest Mohr in your arms!
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Everyday Mama

I'm a 32-year-old everyday mama. My husband (Appa) and I adopted our first son Little Bug (at 10 months old) from Korea in September 2008. We adopted our second son, Little Bro, from Korea in April 2011 at age 21 months. We adopted our third son,Little Moon, at age 3 in November 2013. I've wanted to be a mama for a long time, but I'm still trying to figure out the reality of it all and take time to enjoy the delicate beauty of the highs and the lows.

I worked full time as an editor, which I loved; but I made the bittersweet decision to stay home with my children after Little Bro came home. I'm now clumsily finding my footing in a new world of housekeeping, menu planning, budgeting, cooking, cleaning, and rainy-day activities, as well as navigating the world of IEPs, parent advocacy, and special needs education (spoiler: I suck at house work). My husband is hot and smart and quiet and loyal, and I think (know) my sons are the cutest, happiest little boys in the world.

I also struggle at times with mild depression, anxiety, post-adoption depression, my husband's constant absence due to his stressful and super time-consuming job, the challenges of helping my older son with his sometimes exhausting special needs, and our transition to a family of three little boys with just 19 and 14 months between them. I worry way too much about what people think of me, hate talking on the phone, and I am trying to trust myself more.

Oh yeah, I'm unable to give birth to children; love books, writing, traveling, and the color brown; hate to clean, cook, craft, or do laundry; allergic to pretty much everything but food (thank God); and think camping in anything but a tent is lame.

I needed somewhere to drop my daily mama thoughts and musings on toddler poop to avoid massive clutter and ramblings on our private family blog. Writing it down on paper is so '90s.

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