The Other Woman

Man she'd love you. She'd get the biggest kick out of you! We all do, we think you're hilarious! Just tonight, we were sitting around the dinner table and you did something super funny and we all cracked up and you gave me this smile, oh brother it was to. die. for. And I thought to myself, man, she'd really love you.

I think about her, your birth mom, every now and then. More now than then, truthfully. I think about what she's doing right now, if she's still living around here, if she's okay. Not long ago we were driving through the city where she was living last and I looked around at every single face I saw searching for hers. I bet one day you'll do that. I wonder if we'll both do that, forever?



You're growing up really fast, lightening speed. THREE different people at church this weekend commented on how much you've grown. You're still really little to me, and I like that. :)

Sometimes people will ask how it's going since you've become "officially a Fitzpatrick", calling you our new addition. I think maybe they've forgotten that you're older than Norah and you've been with us since day 6 of your life . . . nothing has changed except your last name - okay and your first name, and social security number, and we have a LOT LESS MEETINGS, can I get an amen?? But other than that it's all the sweet same it's always been.


I know that this isn't the time to know your birth mom well. Maybe that day will come, or maybe it won't. I will say that I'm very thankful for the time I spent with her. I'm so glad I have some stories to tell you so that you'll have an idea of who she was.  
And I do wish I could show her some pictures of gorgeous you, and tell her we're praying for her and assure her that you're the coolest, most precious, most cherished kid who is smart, funny, strong, loving, musical, athletic

                                           and so, so, so, so, so, so, SO loved.




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