Before there was Micah...

In 2002 I brought home my fur child, Puss Wiggins. Actually her name started out as Sadie but when she and I moved in with Jeff, he for some reason, felt that Puss Wiggins was more fitting. Now Wiggins is well aware of mommy's love of high heels. She's had to avoid them on many nights when mommy is running around the house in her heels trying to get out the door on time. Wiggins has not been very amused with our new addition to the family. In the first few weeks, when Micah spent more time crying than anything else, she would often look at me in a manner that spoke, "What the hell have you done woman and when are you taking this creature back??"
Some days, Wiggins tried to seek out love from Micah... she is usually met with a "get" and a snap of the fingers. Wiggins, who is as neurotic or more so than me, is not happy sharing her space. She has spent almost 70% of her time in hiding since Micah came home and I have a feeling that once Braxton gets here.. I'll never see my kitty again.

Mommy ready??

As the blog title indicates.. I can tend to be a bit of a high maintenace mommy.... Micah began to learn this early on. As a matter of fact, some of his first English words were "mommy ready??" It took him a few weeks to understand that mommy does not get ready as quickly as he or daddy do. He liked it at first, thought it was cool to sit and watch mommy put on her make up or pick out her clothes but this soon became old... and he lets me know it now...some of the tactics that he has started trying to use.....

1)I'm putting on my make up and he comes into the room, "mommy pretty.. mommy no color face."

2)I'm trying to choose shoes, Micah says, "Mommy wear tennis shoes to run with Micah?" (Yeah I've tried a hundred times to tell him that mommy only runs on the treadmill but he keeps forgetting.)

3)He lays outside the bathroom or bedroom door and sings, stopping every 10 seconds to say, "mommy lets go" "mommy ready" "mommy go now?"

All the tactics usually end with Micah going to daddy crying because he is ready to go and mommy is "still getting ready"... daddy tells him to get used to it, he's been waiting on mommy for 7 years... =0)

the first day....

On March 28th, 2010, I anxiously awaited the "birth" or arrival of my 3 year old son from Ethiopia. My husband, being the most fabulous man that he is, went alone to Ethiopia to pick up Micah Abdi and bring him home. So there I was... waiting... and yes, I had on my stilettos... I gave no thought to the fact that I might end up chasing this little boy all over the Northern KY/ Cincinnatti airport.. I thought he would be this sweet, docile little boy who did exactly as he was told (despite the fact that he spoke 2 languages and neither one being English)... Boy was I wrong!! Let me just say... my Jaya's did not last the 4 hours we were at the airport...(ok the shoes made it, I however did not!)