Too busy living it!

Time flies when life is wonderful! Wonderful doesn't mean easy but it does mean happy and amazing! A month has passed since I went back to work! T has started nursery and although juggling shift work and child care and guilt isn't easy, we both seem to be enjoying it! I certainly am loving adult convo, and by adult I mean juvenile, sarky and filthy! Giggling till I cry at work has brought me physiologically back to my usual chilled state. I miss T more than I could imagine when working but it's good knowing he's happy and learning! Plus it can't be healthy for either of us to be 24/7 in each other's company!
My year of adoption leave was my best year ever but moving from new mummy to working mummy makes it more real somehow. We've entered the norm!
So why is my blog getting attention tonight? Well this time last year I was a nearly mummy! I was counting the minutes nervously! I hadn't met my son. He felt like my son but I'd only ever seen photos. A year ago tomorrow my life changed in the most amazing way! And a year on how different we are! No longer is there a baby with minimal hair but a curly haired little strong willed inquisitive boy! Who every day makes me proud and thankful and who my heart loves even more.
I doubt anyone will read this but should you stumble across it in a dark time then please carry on because dreams do come true and if the journey is hard and testing sad and weary making then the end of the journey will be spectacular!

I can't believe still what a perfect fit my beautiful boy is! He is/was my destiny! I was laughing at him  tonight as he has his bath (trying to eat bubbles) and suddenly I thought this boy is almost twice the size he was a year ago, and it's too fast! Can I slow down life? A couple more months and he'll be two!

I say it's a year but I feel like he's been part of my life forever, how is it only a year? Next week is naming ceremony! Celebrate a year since moving in and the adoption!

Time flies and then it's all official!

Wow where do the days go to? I even ask that in the miserable months of January and February! So in two days my social worker visits for the sign off. I have long and short birth certificates and adoption order. Last month we went to court for the celebration hearing. It was a wonderful day but the ceremony wasn't very official!
The court was next to courts where (and then it was at this point that my iPad battery died and I've just come back to blog and found this draft! Now march!)

Ok the courts were next to courts that were seeing people charged with assault etc, my happy day seemed somewhat congruous with this. However, despite the lack of formality, the phrase that stays with me from this day is 'happy day'. As we walked in the judge said sit anywhere, this isn't a day for tears, unless they're happy, today is a happy day! And that was pretty much all the formality. There was a fluffy duck attached to a balloon for small boy to find (more interested in multiple remotes!) then we sat in the judges chair for photos before being given a certificate.
The duck is now called happy!
We then went to coffee Nero with my social workers. My boy played with plug switches. We then left them and went for drinks and then food. It was lovely, exhausting and much wanted. It lacked a bit of the personal touch but hell, who cares, legally we are now a family! Bloody whoop!

And now, due to life, I've now also experience my first Mother's Day! How lovely! Last year was my shower! But mainly, we are a family, a normal little family! Next month sees nursery and return to work! But for now we can chill, we have stability, we have love. We also have toddler tantrums but I feel that can wait for next time! (How can one wiggling small person be so strong?).