Coming out of hiding and making Arragements

I am posting a couple pictures of Max. My favorite is the one of him in the garage "resting" after helping Papa with garage work. Male bonding at all ages. The thing is nothing ever gets done. They are too cute together.

I took a week off from blogging because I just didn't want to bore everyone with our everyday stuff. Max is doing absolutely wonderful! He has become such a happy little kid so different from the shy little boy I met six months ago. We are all adjusting fine.

Being a mom sure is something to adjust to. It is so weird that this little guy depends on me for every little thing. I sometime just look at him and say- "why do you trust me so much?" I have learned to just go with the flow. It is so weird that you can look at a small person and just give them your all with out them asking you too. I never thought that I could love something so much that made such BIG messes- and I hate messes! He just makes me laugh- out loud!

You also have to deal with ignorance. By the way adoptive parents do not like the question "what happened to his real parents" This is a question I get asked everyday. First off Cliff and I are Max's real parents and what happened with his birth parents is Max's business only. The other day I was enrolling him in pre-school and one of the women just went on and on about how little he was for being two and a half. I know that she wasn't trying to be rude but there is a thin line between making an observation and plain gawking- and she was crossing it. She then proceeded to tell me what I could do to help my child 'not be so small'- I was being as nice as I could until the nice wore off and I just pointed out to her (in front of everyone one else) that he was in a Russian orphanage and that he is on protein for his weight. She didn't have too much to add after that and I am sure didn't expect that.

Other things to adjust to is my schedule. See before I did what I wanted when I wanted- work included. My hair stylist and my very good friend always shifted schedules around. I never minded this because I am usually at the salon for 4 hours at a time and if she moved me around or I had an important meeting no one cared. Sometimes she would call and ask if she could move me and I would always say "I was just about to call you to move" and vice versa. Now it is sooo different she called me this week and it was crushing!!! I had arrangements! Arrangements- OK this is defiantly a word that never came into my vocabulary until now- arrangements are something that "parents" make- well guess what boys and girls- I now make arrangements. So if things change on my schedule I then have to make new arrangements- how fun~

Potty training- So most parents have trouble potty training their children. I am just the opposite. Max was totally potty trained up until 5 days ago he just decided that is wasn't for him. I will ask him "do you need to go to the potty" He says NO! OK... so I take him to the potty and he stops at the door and screams like the toilet moster will come and eat him if he goes into that bathroom. I just feel like a failure- how could I have screwed up one of the best things??? Well I broke down a called my pediatrician (who has 2 Russian children herself) and she told me that it is not my fault that he is regressing and that this is a sign of good attachment- WHAT!?!?
Apparently the theory is that he has never been a "baby" or at least any one's baby and therefore now that he has 2 parents cooing over him 24 hours a day he feels that he can now go into a little "infancy". OK well then how do you explain him not wanting to hold my hand in a public place? Maybe the doctor was just being nice and didn't want me to know that I am totally messing my kid up and I haven't even had him a whole month yet. Maybe? Max thinks I am the smartest person in the whole world and that is all that matters.