Looks like I didn’t win that writing contest. I really tried though. I am a little sad the money would have gone for adoption. What can I say here but oh well. We’ll figure it out.

Speaking of which the adoption lady finally got back to us. She gave us literally a small book we had to fill out about our childhood. Thinking of my childhood and filling out this questionnaire was okay. Clearly Jeff had an awesome childhood. Which I already know that. I had a pretty good childhood too. His is filled with both parents in his life. While mine is mostly filled with just my mom even though my dad was around. He was such a workaholic though. That means he wasn’t home and away in other states a lot. What I remember the most is he never could remember my birthday. Isn’t that strange?! The one thing that made me remember him not being home is my birthday. I remember him asking mom all the time when it was. My birthday is the easiest March 17th.

What’s sad is one year I got this cool little statue cat with my birth stone in it shaped like a heart. I got it for my birthday and it was from my dad. Later in my life I found out my mom picked it out and all the gifts dad has ‘given’ me. Which really I should have realize that. I feel sorta of dumb that I didn’t figure that out. Only that mom let it slip one year that she picked it out and wrapped it.

Also mine is filled with trying to please my dad like joining a lot of sport teams. This girl isn’t a sports girl. I sucked at every sport I tried to play just so my dad would be happy. Ugh! Looking back I understand the why but he didn’t come to a lot of the games. It was for nothing.

But as an adult now my dad and I have a good relationship. And it seems Jeff is the opposite with his dad. That is sad to think about.

Next on the list of adoption we are going to have our first home visit.