My New Life as a Return-to-Work Mom
Leading up to my first day back in an office, away from Miles, I was overcome with mixed emotions and had long crying jags.

Announcing Our "Summer Fun" Photo Contest Winner!

As summer ends, and fall begins, we celebrate Kiya's first-place photo and reveal these runners up!
Aren't Our Daddy and Me Photo Contest Winners Cute?

We have a winning duo: Dad Kurt and son, Ryan! Check to see if your entry is one of the runners up!

Leading up to my first day back in an office, away from Miles, I was overcome with mixed emotions and had long crying jags.
We always knew adopting would make us happy...but we didn't know HOW happy.
I am still seeking work, but now I have a new title while doing so: "Stay-at-home Mom" to my newly adopted son Miles. This is a title I've wanted for years and feel especially blessed to be here now.
The Jewish word “verklempt” means overwhelmed with emotion, and I think we really gave new meaning to the term that day. I was so touched that people had driven up to three hours to come see us.
New adoptive mother finally comfortable with attending baby showers again
Happy our adoption provided even more joy than anticipated
Adoption blogger Renee happily welcomes newborn son Miles to her family after past failed adoption attempts
The need for a second Home Study still will not crush this prospective adoptive mother's dreams of becoming a parent
A hopeful adoptive mother gets peace from the strength of her marriage during the holiday season
How one prospective adoptive mother stays positive by doing volunteer work for a national infertility non-profit.
In honor of the Thanksgiving holiday, A prospective adoptive mother expresses her gratitude
After two failed adoptions in as many months, I'm experiencing more daily ups and downs than I thought emotionally possible. But, in a way, it feels good to cry.
Like many others, the background story of how we chose adoption is spotted with disappointment and sadness, always with a glimmer of hope.
I don't have everything I want in life. The challenge is keeping the holes from blocking out the love, the friends, and the sunsets that I do have.
For the second time in two months, we have experienced an enormous adoption letdown. But we are doing it again. We will find our baby.
After an adoption heartbreak this summer, we are entering the 'waiting' stage again with new resolve -- and hope.
The adoption coordinator said the Birth Mother had changed her mind... she was going to parent the child herself.