Bonding
H goes home to his birth family next weekend. There's a wide array of feelings associated with this knowledge. The ratio of relief to sadness is pretty much the inverse of what it would have been a month ago, especially for Beth. As recently as December, when people would ask us (/tell us) how sad we were going to be when he went home, I sort of felt pressured to agree. Our response was always, "Yeah, it will be nice to have some free time again, but it will be sad too." I felt like a monster if I didn't add the last part even though I didn't really mean it. But something changed at some point, I'm not exactly sure when -- it's mind-blowing how fast we go through various phases. In four months, we've experienced: The W phase -- H could perfectly read and recite the entire alphabet since he came to us, but he was really only interested in W's for the first few weeks. We almost nicknamed him W on the blog instead of H. The Dress-up phase -- Earl...