Today is Baby Jay’s six month anniversary. I can’t believe it.
Baby Jay loves to dance, and by dancing I mean that he loves to hop up and down (with assistance, of course) to the rhythm of a good beat. Among of his favorites are MJ’s Thriller and Baby Loves Jazz.
In addition to hopping, he has started to scoot on his belly-backwards–like a squid–which I’ve heard is a precursor to crawling. It’s very cute, and I’m not just saying that because I’m his Mama.
He also loves to eat. In addition to his baby formula, he eats pureed carrots, squash, and peas. Yummy! After our doctor’s visit next week, we may introduce the sippy cup. Can you believe it?
All in all, my parental leave has been wonderful and I am dreading the day that I have to go back to work in early January, but I still have some time before I really need to deal with that, so I will put that post off until another day.
Baby Jay is still not technically “ours”. We have all of our paperwork into the court, and our adoption agency has done their part, but we are still waiting for a court day. Until then, he is still technically, a ward of our adoption agency; they are still legally responsible for him. My lawyer thinks that the court may be able to schedule us by the end of the year, but today is November 17th, and I’m starting to think that our ”end of the year finalization chances” are a little slim. As many of you know, I do believe in miracles, and it would be great to finalize before Baby Jay’s first Christmas, but I’m not going to hold my breath.
Obviously, I would like to finalize as soon as possible. I have my reasons. First and foremost, I crave the emotional relief of knowing that Baby Jay is truly ours in the eyes of the court. It would be such a relief, so comforting, really a dream come true. Also, I would love to be able to file for the adoption tax credit next year. That refund check will definitely come in handy.
Lastly, I look forward to the day, when I will no longer have to schedule visits with our social workers. My wife is a social worker so, of course, I love social workers, but these visits are exhausting and a bit awkward, to say the least. After six months, it’s hard to submit an check up from a third party evaluator, no matter who ‘nice’ they are. Intellectually, I know that the court requires us to be monitored but, emotionally, it feels a little invasive. I don’t know how people deal with it.
Anyway, I guess dealing with these visits are a small price to pay for my precious prince, Baby Jay!