Waiting for my stork

Welcome to my blog! My very first blog! I’ve started this blog as a place to write about my adoption journey—for myself, for my family and friends, for potential birth moms and families, and someday, for you, my little one, to learn what my life and world were like before you came along. 

Where to start? Just getting to the point of deciding to blog was a BIG deal for me. Aside from being a blogging newbie and generally overwhelmed by the online world, I’ve never kept a diary or been much into journal writing and I’ve never been all that comfortable about having my life out there visible in the online world. I’m a Facebook lurker not a poster. I’ve managed to avoid, for many years now, the pressure of having my photo on my work’s webpage. Those of you who know me well, know that I’m at heart a very private person, so this is a whole new experience. But, one of the many things that the adoption process teaches you, is to embrace openness and leave any qualms you might have had about privacy behind. So far, this has been one of the (many) unexpected gifts of taking this leap of faith towards adoption—becoming a more open person, not only about adoption but other parts of life too. More on that later.

Before I go, some of you who may not be fully immersed in the world of babies and baby iconography, may ask about the title I chose. In Germany, where I’m from, the folklore goes that storks deliver babies to eagerly awaiting families via the chimney of their house. Well, I’m ready for my stork to arrive…very, very ready.