Sleeping through lunch.

My friends have started having wee-ones at a lapinian rate. Hip hop. In turn, I’m enjoying trying to keep up with the gifts and celebrations. Scratching my head last weekend and going through my stash of fabric, I realized I had four sweet Gocco squares Lynn sent me quite a while ago. I could certainly put these to use with a few onesies ($8, pack of five) and some embroidery thread. I went through my yarn basket and found one giant spool of kitchen cotton white and spent an additional $4 on two other skeins of Peaches and Cream. Washcloths and new onesies — both fairly easy to create and from my observations, both regularly needed.

Off to Indiana I go!
For sweet baby Mijares.
Ladybugs are sweet for all babies.
For Miss Katie Lou, the resident baby I adore.
Jacob is loved.

Voila — one week later, a series of baby gifts that I dropped in the mail. Being a pseudo-auntie is such a delight. I love watching my friends with their children and seeing who we are becoming. One of my girlfriends somehow manages to balance a successful realty career and three small boys. And she doesn’t just muddle through. She loves it and to watch her with these kids — it is incredible. I ask her regularly after watching her praise/scold/teach one of boys, “How did you know how to do that?” And she just brushes it off and smiles, either too busy or too tired to explain. Amazing, this motherhood thing.

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When I think of my dreams for the future, one is crystal clear: I know I’ll adopt a little girl from Africa. I can see myself in the orphanage. I’ve got a running list of names. I’ve been putting money away for years to prepare for the fees and flights and craziness of becoming an international adoptive parent. One day I’ll be making these onesies for my little girl. Just the thought gives me goosebumps.
There is something about having all these little ones in my life that makes me want to be better and make me more hopeful than ever.
~K