So today is Kwali’s 3rd birthday! Well, we think it is, so that’s the day we are going with. For those of you who have dealt with International Adoption—you get it! For those of you who don’t know… well… that’s ok! Today we celebrate his entrance into this world. He is the gift that keeps on giving!
Sadly, since this is Kwali’s first birthday EVER, he really didn’t know anything about it. He has been continually surprised when people have wished him a Happy Birthday or at school today, he told one of the Mom’s, “It’s not my birthday!” even after we talked about it. We even went to Disneyland last night as a pre-birthday celebration. Since we had his party a few days ago—he didn’t understand that today was the ACTUAL day of his birth! All of these “celebrations” are confusing for the little man, but he loved it.
Since I have been a mom all of 19 minutes, I had all these illusions about how we would go to an Ethiopian restaurant and have a wonderful dinner and ask to have a coffee ceremony and then come home and open gifts and… well yeah right Char! He’s 3 and he can’t stand Ethiopian food (slamming down six or eight or ten peices of Injera doesn’t count as liking ETH food). We went to Chik-Fil-A so he could play in the indoor play area (don’t send me hate mail about supporting Chik-Fil-A people, I already know. They are the only place close that has an indoor play area). He had a blast. Form the moment he took off his shoes he was telling me how excited he was! He loves going on “adventures”. There was a young blonde something that caught his eye in the play area. They played together for about 45 minutes. When we were leaving he informed me that he needed to say good-bye to his friend and proceeded to give her a wet, mucas filled (hey, my kid has allegies and there are Santa Ana winds out there people) kiss!
It made my heart happy to see him happy—isn’t that was being a mom is all about. I love that just a few minutes ago I asked him if he had a good birthday and he, without hesitation, said, “Of course I did!” Since I missed his birthday last year by 10 days, I am proud to share this day with him! I am honored that I was chosen to be his mom. I am blessed to live my life with him as my son!
My life couldn’t be any better! No, really, it couldn’t!