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This blog is neither pro-adoption nor anti-adoption. This is merely the story of a mother and her journey towards healing.


I Don’t Want to Deal With This

The Munchkin is going to preschool sometime in the near future. (As in this fall but I don’t know the start date.) I’m lost in a sea of various emotions. Putting them aside (though I’ll return to them later to discuss, lament and purge), I need ideas.

I want to send a gift. It’s a big step, preschool. I’m proud of her. I want to spoil her with a little something extra. Obviously, I’m thinking some kind of cute outfit. But, what else does a(n) (almost) four year old girl want? What epitomizes this big step? Why do I need to ask (relative) strangers for advice on what to buy for my own daughter?

Why do I feel so absolutely, insanely inept? I’m having an anxiety attack just thinking about preschool and gifts. Not really a fan of being a birth mother today. Not really a fan.