Sorry, I Got Busy Being a Mama.

Good Morning!  Everyone's still asleep, so let's just rattle down a list of things we've accomplished and then I'll talk about mah kids.

The Honey-Do List?  Done.

Certification? Done.

Training Meeting? Done.

Engagement?  Done.

Wedding & Honeymoon?  Mostly planned.  July.  Stay tuned.

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We started having kids in our home in late April.  Respite Foster Care.  Just teenagers, just one at a time, just on weekends.

First kid?  Rad.  Funny, talented, sweet, helpful, kind.  The three of us connected really well.  We put it out into the Universe that we'd be happy to host her again, should it ever come up.  She put it out into the Universe, too.

Second kid?  Rad.  Super-polite, helpful, funny, hard-working, sweet.  I was kind of worried about having a teenage boy cos I don't have a lot of experience with teenage boys, but he made it easy on us.  I think we unlocked an achievement level when we were a lesbian couple at the farmers market with our mixed-race teenager.

Third kid?  Same at the first.  A little bit huggy, and a not-at-all worse.  The Universe (or, you know, her social worker) put us back together.  And we're having a great time.  Went to the Teddy Bear Parade in Oregon City -- and we both had a great time throwing candy at the crowd!  She came with me for a little bit of religious-birthday celebration time, and then we got a see DM off to her gig chaperoning Prom at her school.  Then a little shopping trip (this kid loves to shop like I do), then Mike's for cheeseburgers (and fried pickles, COME ON), then a Movie (The Book of Life -- which I need to go buy due to it's feminist lead female) and she played with my hair and makeup (I am so damn pretty)!  We may go back to the Clackamette Festival today.... who wants to ride the Ferris Wheel?!?!

Observations in Parenthood, Month One:

I totally thought I would parent like my mother.  Our personalities are very similar.  But, lo and behold, I parent more like my father.  It's kind of hard to explain without making both of my parents sound ridiculous (and they are not quite ridiculous), so I'll just leave it at that.

I thought I'd be super uptight about schedules and meal plans and all that and I'm not.  I'm really pretty good about rolling with the punches and altering the schedule as needed.  I'm not sure that this will translate exactly when we get to the point of full-time parenting, but for now I'm comfortable with this.

I really am exhausted as fuck, but I am also stupid happy to be doing this.  My blood pressure has actually been going DOWN.

But the thing that totally blew my mind is how freakin' turned on I am by DM at the end of the weekend.  She is an excellent parent, she is cool and funny, she is a good listener, and she is just generally good at connecting with these kids.  It makes sense -- biologically speaking -- that I should be turned on by a partner who has good parenting skills, that I should want to reproduce with said individual.  So all this boils down to is that I am totally marrying the right person.

YAY!