For some reason I find Lee's birthday much more emotional than his Gotcha Day. On his birthday I cannot seem to stop thinking of his birthmother and how she is feeling on this day. I wonder if she wonders about me as much as I wonder about her, if she wonders how much Lee is exposed to the Korean culture or if her heart is as heavy as mine on this day. Of course I am grateful for the sacrifice she made for Lee, herself and for us. I have never doubted her love for Lee. I know she must have had many sleepless nights and endless tears then and now. We continue to pray that she finds comfort in her decision and we pray that she knows her and our son is well loved and we will be forever grateful to her for such a precious gift.
On top of Lee's birthday, I have realized just how much he is growing up. It's very sad for me. Monday we started swimming lessons and he was great! After swimming, another mom and I went to look at preschools for her daughter and Lee- another reminder. Then, we get word that it's time to move Lee to the next class in Choi Kwang Do because of his belt ranking- reminder again. Next, we find out that today he has his first t-ball practice- yikes! My baby is going to be in uniform complete with a cute little ball cap and cleats (thanks Uncle Nacy and Aunt Amy for the shoes).
I have talked to a few friends of mine who have sons close to Lee's age. I think it's safe to say we are all questioning when did our babies go from babies to toddlers to preschoolers? Our boys cannot be 4 all ready when the emotions from their homecoming are still so raw. Just where has all the time gone?
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