A Murder Mystery on NYE

2016 is about to roll out, and we’re anxiously waiting for 2017 to roll on in.  2016 hasn’t been the kindest of years.  We’re ready for it to end.  When we asked the kids how they wanted to kiss this year goodbye, they said they REALLY wanted to party.  This year Santa brought the kids…

One Year of ASL

One year ago today, Gigi landed in the U.S. and met her brothers and sisters.  For those of you who haven’t met Gigi, she is Deaf and blind in her left eye.  Prior to coming to our family, Gigi had no language at all.  We introduced her to American Sign Language (ASL). On this day,…

525,600 Minutes.

It was that many minutes ago that we met Gigi.  In minute one, we got the great side eye from one very skeptical girl. I signed, and we became forever. She wrapped her brothers around her tiny finger. Then she did the same to her daddy. From minute 20, 160, when we were all finally…

The 24 Hours After

Twenty-four hours ago, we elected a president. I’ve never openly discussed politics on this blog, but if you can read between the lines, you could probably infer where I stand. If you and I are friends on Facebook, no inference is required, you know. My political beliefs were driven further to the left this last…

An Everyday Fight

This is my daughter, Gigi, for those of you who aren’t familiar.  She is Deaf and has sight in only her right eye.  The vision she does have in that eye appears to be central only.  She misses things in her peripheral visual fields.  She falls sometimes because of it.  She missed out on learning…

Shared on Adopting.org

Gigi and Tess are over on adopting.org today helping them launch their new website and using their tiny hands and voices to remind everyone why we’re so blessed to have said yes.  

Emerging.

There is a point in every single one of our adoptions that our children begin to emerge as people.  It’s an odd feeling during these few months at home, almost like a fog.  We operate in a constant state of haziness.  We’re strangers when our children arrive.  They don’t know us, we don’t know them,…

I Just Want to Talk to my Daughter: The Choice to Implant Gigi.

When Gigi arrived home, she arrived into our home where we were ready to sign.  We had practiced, taken college courses, we were ready.  For a very long time now, we have been trying to figure out what the status of Gigi’s vision is and will be in the future.  We sent her through a…

No, I Didn’t Sign On For This.

Yesterday, I sat in the Pediatric Geneticist’s office at our local children’s hospital.  I listened to the Geneticist tell me what his opinion was for the future of Gigi’s vision and I thought to myself… I didn’t sign on for this. We’re riding a rollercoaster with Gigi’s health.  We’re dipping back down into one of…

I’m Proud of Us.

Hi Gigi!  Can you believe you have been part of the FullPlateFamily for SIX MONTHS! It seems like time flew, yet, it seems like we’ve run a marathon.  Girlfriend, Tess always laughs when I call you that, there was a HUGE learning curve to adopting you. Much like with your sister, Tess, it wasn’t a…

Ally in Washington DC

This week, Ally got a chance to hold the whole world in her hands for just a little bit as she explored our nation’s capital, all by herself. The photography in this post is all her, up until the photos at the end of her re-entry.  She took an online class with me before she…

Feeling Forced to Choose

I’ve written and re-written this post about fifty times.  The words just weren’t coming in the first few drafts.  After the beginning of this hellacious week, I think am able to explain a little more succinctly what is happening in my head and heart.  We’re in a little bit of a battle in the Full…