Seeking God Knows What

2 years ago today, we finalized Widget’s adoption. While we had been a family in our eyes and the eyes of all who knew us from the very start, something about the formalization of it was somewhat overwhelming. Maybe it was knowing that she was now our child in the eyes of the law too, no more overseeing by a social worker, no more fears they would take her away from us because we weren’t perfect parents, no more worries that if something happened to us, our families wouldn’t get a say in with whom she would live.

The judge was awesome and said the days she has adoption finalizations are some of her favorite within her job. It has to be when your other days are full of custody hearings, juvenile delinquencies and so on.

Widget was a ham as is typical with her, pounding the gavel, sitting on the judge’s lap. I remember she hated the dress she was wearing because it was longer and hindered her ability to crawl and oh, how she wanted to crawl away and explore the hallway of the courthouse.

We celebrated by having dinner with our parents and a couple of my siblings who were able to make it to the hearing.

The only drawback to the day:

It meant that her original birth certificate was sealed and no one could get a copy of it any more. That is something I don’t like and needs to be changed. While we know the names of her first parents, she should have the right to have the original document showing that information.

But I’m not going to soapbox any more on this post about it. This post is about remembering and celebrating the day we became a family of three in eyes of the law