Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Introducing Hester Willa

Since the beginning of January, Petunia and I have worked hard to renovate our second bedroom. We stripped its grody pearlescent wallpaper and painted the room a pretty butter yellow, then ripped out its nasty cat pee carpeting and laid a laminate wood floor. [Our cat Reuben is supervising our work in this photo.] More recently, we framed some Cleo the Cat cards with paper we found at Papersource, decoupaged a switchplate with that same paper, and hung some colorful paper globe lights. We're considering fabrics for a slipcover as well. I'm telling y'all, Trading Spaces has nothing on us! For once, I'm working cheerfully and energetically, too. That's because I know that all of this effort is for our very own son- or daughter-to-be, Hester Willa!

Make no mistake, we're not really going to call our child Hester Willa. It's a sort of pre-adoption nickname. V. old school New England, though, isn't it?

What's funny is that all this work makes Hester's arrival seem more real to me. Sometimes I worry about the details of how our adoption will occur, but in my heart of hearts I know it'll work out, that we'll become parents of the child we're meant to love. Putting together Hester's nursery is a visible, tangible sign that we'll become parents someday. It might not happen this year or next, but I'm getting more and more certain that it will happen.

Recently, someone I love told me that our wanting to start a family is "sick," "ridiculous," and "disgusting." She compared the adoption process to being gay, saying that it was just another one of my "projects." Obviously, she wanted to hurt me. She succeeded, but not as much as she might have liked. A year ago, comments like these would have turned me into a sobbing mess. Now, I have more confidence that we'll get through all this waiting and wondering, with or without the support of family and friends. We're feathering our nest for the eventuality of parenthood, and it feels really good.


Anonymous Jenny PP said...

Unacceptable! "Sick" and "ridiculous" and "disgusting"? Not a choice. Not a choice at all.

On another note, look at all your hard work! You go, girls!

5:24 PM  
Anonymous slc punk said...

Mean people suck.

I wish you girls all the best. A friend of mine tried for years to adopt. She and her husband wanted nothing more than to have a child to love. I was so touched by a letter she sent out to friends and family that I considered having a baby myself for them to adopt. But only for a second. You will be in my thoughts as you continue your journey for Hester Willa.

5:34 PM  
Anonymous Petunia said...

Yes, it will happen. And that person is horribly misinformed if she cannot see that having a child is not about your latest project. It is about the love we have in our family of two (plus kitties and pup)and wanting to share that love with a child.

4:46 AM  
Blogger Psycho Kitty said...

Oh, honey, how awful. You two are going to be *wonderful* parents. How lucky your son or daughter will be to have such great, wise, loving moms!
I would totally have all y'all'a baby. Not that you would want my old and uh...bizarre gene pool. But just so you know.

8:18 PM  
Blogger frog said...

Holy shit.

Someone needs an asskicking. And I'm in just the mood to carry it out.

You'll let me know if I can help, eh?


12:04 PM  

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