Please read today’s wonderful post over at The Naked Ovary. I’ve harped on you all enough about adoption language and now it’s Karen’s turn. She brought her daughter home from China recently and has been writing really great, thoughtful posts about her experience.
But here’s my favorite part, mostly because it made me tear up:
…this morning Maya climbed on my lap and gave me a spontaneous hug. Then she pulled away, looked me dead in the eye, and patted my chest. “Mama,” she said. I smiled and said “yes!” And then my daughter kissed her hand–MUWAH!–and placed her hand on my mouth.
That’s the good stuff :)