4 Years ago

Dylan was born. 4 years ago today I was in Boston, staying with our dear friends Andy and Lori just waiting. Waiting to become a mother. 4 years ago today, in Guatemala, a wonderful woman gave birth to the boy who would become my son. She has been on my mind a lot today. I wonder about her and how she is. I would love to reach out to her but my fear (and Marc's fear) is that we will hurt her by contacting her. I don't know. It's amazing how much has changed in 4 years. He's all boy now. No more infant, no more toddler - all boy. Running, jumping, playing. He's skinny because he'd rather play than eat (a skill Marc and I are trying to master). He loves to explore the world around him. He loves to be active. He's a great eater and a wonderful sleeper. He's still my baby and lets me hold him and rock him to sleep. These days I think it's more for me than for him. He talks up a storm and is becoming more independent. Today Marc and I are working a half a day, picking up Dylan from Camp and heading to the beach.

URGENT! Prayers Needed!

My dear friend Kim, after a very difficult pregnancy, had a beautiful baby girl. Ellie needed a shunt put into her brain so yesterday they did the surgery. After the surgery she was doing well but ended up having to be put on a ventilator.

Please keep little Ellie in your prayers (good thoughts/good vibes, etc.)

Michael Jackson

Yeah, I know, not something you'd ever think you'd see here. However, I am saddened by his loss. He, like Farrah, was a huge part of my childhood. I remember going to USA Skating to see the premier of Thriller. I loved his music, his moves, his talent. When the accusations came out that he had molested those kids... part of my childhood was lost. Because of his wealth, he could easily buy his way out of the situation. Did he? We'll probably never know the truth. Part of me wants to believe he was the victim of his fame and that he only wanted to be a friend to all of the children in his world.

I guess you're wondering why I'm blogging about it. The latest "news" to come out is that Michael may not be the biological father of his children. That he may have used a sperm donor. What is bothering me is the fact that the media is claiming Jackson not real father of his children. That "Surprise! Michael Jackson's children look nothing like him!

To all the rags printing this garbage... WHO THE FUCK CARES? He is their father. He has been the man raising them and these poor children are mourning the loss of their father. Not a stranger. Why is it necessary to point out they don't look like him. I know plenty of children who don't look like their parents (and yes, they are biologically related).

The adoption community faces this fight day after day. Just because Dylan is not biologically connected to me does not mean he isn't my child. I love him with the fire of a million suns - as does his father. The fact that we don't look alike means NOTHING.

So, to the media, if you have nothing to nice to say... do me a favor and STFU.