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    To all the Hannah’s

    So tomorrow is Mother’s Day. My first Mother’s Day actually. Well, the first one where I’m the mother. I guess I’ve celebrated a lot of Mother’s Day, but never one like this.   You know we waited three years for…

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    Nevertheless

    For the last four and a half months, we’ve been laying low. I use “laying low” relatively loosely. We’ve been loving and laughing and learning what it’s like to be a family of three. And let me tell you ……

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    Treasuring it up

    My husband was in a tree stand when… Isn’t that how all good southern stories begin? And in true southern fashion, that’s how our story with Bo began. Page was sitting in a tree stand hunting at 5:00 in the…

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    We’re all grasshoppers until…

    I’ve never been strong. Like in any sense of the word. I rarely remember getting in actual trouble growing up. All my parents had to do was look at me, semi aggravated or upset and I was completely destroyed. Left…

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    And He remembered

    I knew I’d miss out on a lot. And I thought I was prepared for it. I knew I wouldn’t get to plan or celebrate in the same fashion or on the same timeline as other expectant mothers. I knew…

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    Hold your horses… and your cow

    Growing up I remember being told two phrases over and over … “Hold your horses” and “You’re getting too big for your britches.” Both are popular sayings in most southern families. And neither are super flattering. I’ve always been too…

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    Though now for a little while

    I love New Year’s resolutions. I love taking a moment to think about how we can better ourselves. To look back on last year and see how we can improve. I don’t love how we make these resolutions with the…

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    Not your everyday delivery room

    There are so many differences between adoption and pregnancy. (there are also many similarities, but that’s another blog) One biggie is that our delivery rooms look pretty different. For those that are adopting our delivery rooms change pretty often. And…

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    The dirty word

    I watched her write it. I sat and watched her write that word. We were sitting in the nurse’s office at ART getting our game plan together. We hadn’t officially gotten all the test results back, but the doctor and…

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    It Takes a Village

    The photographer was the first person, other than one of my best friends and a few adoption specialists, to hear our news. We wanted to tell our parents with announcement pictures, to make it special as any other expecting couple…