A Blog…Finally

So, finally, nearly two years after beginning our adoption process, we’re home from Vietnam with our son. Our lives have changed overnight, even though we waited for this for so long.  Most everything that we suspected would happen has happened. All the things we anticipated – wonderful and not as great- have occurred. Sure, there have been a few surprises, but we waited for so long and had so much time to read, read, read, and research, research, research, that truly,  little has surprised us. And yet it is all so foreign and new. So expected, yet unexpected. Does that make any sense?

 I’ve read Vietnam adoption blogs for over a year, and particularly religiously since we received our referral so long ago.  (I’m not just saying “so long ago” for effect.  We waited nearly nine months between referral and travel.)  I sat down to start one of my own a hundred times because I have so many insightful thoughtsI have a comment about everything, yet my paranoia and fierce need for privacy kept me from taking the plunge.  I’ve written lots of posts in my mind about every topic covered in VN adoption land, but just couldn’t make myself write. Well, here I go. We’re back with our baby and the sleep deprivation is making me live on the edge. Danger is my middle name. Truthfully, I kept a detailed travel blog while in Vietnam and I found it very helpful, both to remember the great parts and to work through the tough ones. Plus, I have a penchant for honesty when it comes to life experiences. I figure that I benefited from other honest bloggers. so I might as well take a chance.  

For now, I’m going to password protect photos and anything too personal. If you happen to read this blog and have any interest in following the future protected posts, please leave comments here and there so I feel comfortable sharing the password with you when I get to that point. I read blogs for so long and was a comment-phobe. Then, when someone would end up going PW-protected or add in a few PW protected posts, I would kick myself for not commenting previously so that I could ask for the PW. Not that I’m all that exciting or you’re just dying to read, but you know, just in case…