Today, a kind kind friend said that she trusted that our Christmas was magical. It was THE perfect word to describe all of the holidays this season. Holidays have never really felt magical for me before. But this year...there was magic. Thanksgiving, Hanukkah, and Christmas were all filled with family and friends and good good spirits. And now, in this post-holiday calm, I can start to truly be thankful for the season and its joy and its magic.
Millie's first Christmas was simply wonderful. In many ways, it was my first real Christmas as well, since Carla and I have never really done much celebrating, outside of what we do with her family. But this year, we went all out. There was a tree, there were holiday cards hung up in the house, there were stockings, there was a simply delightful Christmas Eve celebration at Carla's brother's house and when I woke up on Christmas morning, there was evidence of a visit from Santa. I couldn't help but get excited, even though I knew that Carla had a hand in the morning magic. We watched Millie open her presents (it is amazing how good she has gotten at it) and we saw her delight in playing with all of her new stuff. We then all had the luxurious opportunity to take a bit of a family nap before we headed out to Carla's mom's house for the day. We spent the day with more family and more presents and a visit from Santa (who looked suspiciously like Carla's younger brother, Dave) and it was wonderful. Millie got to play with her cousins and with her aunts and uncles and do all the things that kids should do on Christmas day. We left feeling exhausted and so very full of holiday spirit.
And while many of this season's holidays are now behind us, we have some big ones coming up. We have New Year's Eve and New Year's Day, which happens to double as Millie's birthday. And at the end of January, we have the day that marks one full year since we brought Millie home. There is a lot to be said about these upcoming days and I hope to say them as they get closer. I have been thinking so much of where we were a year ago and where we are now and I have so much to share about all of that as my thoughts have been consumed lately with thoughts of Millie's birthday, the fact that we did not meet her until a month later, the day we brought Millie home and her very precious, very thought-of birth family. Hopefully, I will find time in the next few weeks to put some of thoughts down on virtual paper.
I haven't written much these past few months. I am starting to think that maybe it is time to wrap things up over here at the blog after the passing of these next few milestones. It isn't that there isn't anything left to write about. I think of things to write about multiple times during the course of a day. It's just that our lives are mostly consumed by the mundane these days. It is delightfully mundane. And normal. And regular. And I am just not sure that there is much to share that would be of any interest to anyone. I love that life seems so normal. Here we are. A lesbian headed family with an adopted daughter and I am pretty sure that our lives are much the same as any other family out there. So we shall see what this coming year brings for this blog. I love having this space and I absolutely love the connections that it has given me to other families just like ours and I love the story that is being written of our family that will be here way after I forget all the details of these first months together as a family of three and maybe this space has already filled its purpose. Who knows.