I Gotcha, Kiddo.

Jax’s eighth Gotcha Day is coming up. “Gotcha Day” is the anniversary of Jax’s adoption from China. It’s the day Jax became our son, and like good adoptive parents, we celebrate. Jax gets a few presents, we decorate, we eat pizza and cake, we participate in general adoption merriment. Gotcha… Continue reading »

He’s So Lucky.

  “He is soooooo lucky!” If I had a dollar for every time someone looked at my internationally-adopted son and said that to me, I would be living large, y’all. I’d own a fancy horse and a yacht and some serious acreage, all owned by my corporation, MyLuckyKid, LLC. Sadly,… Continue reading »

I’ll Trade You Some Spark for a Zoloft. Whaddya Say?

“How is Jax’s anxiety medicine working?” I nodded over to my son. See for yourself. The prior sessions with Jax’s trauma counselor involved a lot of attempts to manage my son as he darted, verbally and physically, from topic to topic, corner to corner. He tried to climb onto the back… Continue reading »

“Is His Dad Chinese?” (International Adoption, Post 1)

There is no hiding that my son is not biologically mine. I am a blue-eyed blonde in Phoenix, Arizona, and my son is a seven-year-old Chinese maniac. Wherever we go, his adoption runs front and center.  This is not a bad thing.  We get a lot of the “head-tilt and… Continue reading »