In the midst of the moving in, we've missed our 10 months aniversary with Julia. No matter though, we fall more in love every day.
Sometimes I look at my spicy dragon and my heart hurts for the mother that felt the need to give her up. Just this last year she has missed hugs and kisses, learning about dinosaurs, eating Dora ice pops, watching the otter do flips at the zoo, praising incredible clay animals fashioned by little fingers and hands, cleaning blue clay out of fingernail (every night!), swimming, swimming, swimming, and looking back with big eyes for permission to do or eat something. Our Julia is such an incredible individual, so stubborn and sure of herself, invincible in the face of big dogs and terrified of little bugs, and so scared and vulnerable. Did her birth mother have any idea that she was giving such a gift to strangers? And I am both grateful and completely humbled.
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