Micah finishing his Soccer Season

Its been a rough 4 months. 4 days a week at the soccer field and Saturday games, Amira doing gymnastics. Last night Micah was the first one to finish his season. He belonged to a micro league. His team is called "The Minions". 4-5 y/o. It has been such a joy watching him. Each game my little man has scored a minimum of 3 goals, no joke. Of course he has been the littlest on his team but everyone just loves him. His feet are so tiny (size 7) I couldn't even get soccer shoes for him. He is also the fastest. He is such an entertainer. Micah thoroughly and wholeheartedly enjoys playing soccer. Last night he got a bloody lip smashing together with someone. He was crying badly. I picked him up of the field and minutes later he was ready to play again. Everyone screamed and wowed for Micah, saying "Micah, Micah, Micah" because he went back in there and played his heart out. Then almost towards the end of the game someone smashed the ball right into his private part. He fell back, almost knocked him out. He got up and played again. What a way to finish the season.

Biruk has 3 more weeks left and Misrak has 2 more weeks left. Looking forward to a little break.

Not obsessed anymore

I don't even know where I am trying to go with this post. A few days ago I went through my whole blog skimming through it and I was amazed at all the information I had collected on the children. I was almost feeling guilty when I read some of the things that it has been so long I don't even remember it anymore. Kids firsts, pics, ups and downs..than I was glad I started a blog. But to look back now, I was trying to be hip and had to do what other moms are doing. Writing about the adoptions and the progress of the children because by no means I don't like writing nor blogging for myself but I did it anyway. I am glad I did it because otherwise I wouldn't have much on the children except memories. As you noticed my blogging has become less and less but I am intending of still keeping up with a few events just so I have something on my kiddos.

I guess what I am trying to say is what the title says "I am not obsessed anymore". I am not obsessed to follow adoption blogs (except for a few who became my friens), adoption news, yahoo group, anything adoption... I have a life now. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE to talk about adoption, when asked and help people in the right direction, advocating for adoption, but as for me "I am done".. I am so done, its not even funny. I got a FULL HOUSE. I am ready to enjoy life with my hubby and children.

Often times I have even ask myself, 2 kids each, back to back, was I insane? Was I so worried that my biological clock was running out I need to move fast? I don't know. As this might sound a little negative, I don't mean it at all. I feel very blessed with the 4 children God has entrusted with my family that we have adopted. When I hear the problems many families are facing, mine with the children are nothing compared to theirs. These children that I finally were given to my family were totally meant for us. I would not change a thing about these 4.

I am looking back now and I was into it from 2006 to 2011. Totally into it. All I could breathe is adoption. In the mean time I let everything else go. Especially my health. I got bigger and bigger and unhappier every day with myself. I was paper pregnant for 5 years even when I wasn't adopting I was eating and eating up adoption.

In January of this year I literally started to take my life back and the biggest thing was to take care of myself again and concentrate on more important things. The first thing I changed was exercising and eating right. Slowly but surely the old Andrea came back and started taking care of herself. Since than I have lost 30 pounds, ran 2 races, a 10k and just last Sunday, a half marathon. Kevin and I have a deep relationship again that we haven't had in years since I started all my adoption business. I finally started to put my husband first again over the children and Kevin is loving every minute of it. Children can seriously terrorize your marriage, they most certainly have mine to the deepest root. If you let them its bound to happen, but my sweet man has stuck with me, like he always does.

Anyways, life is good, life is actually great! Don't worry about me if you don't see many posts but that is what's been going on here on the Hill front.

Amira turns 7

October 6, 2011 - 7 years old

Gosh, my little girl is growing up so fast. She has been home with us nearly 3 years. For her birthday, Amira wanted to have a breakfast with me at IHOP. For dinner she wanted sweet potatoes, macaroni and cheese, beans.. than I had to stop her. I told her she would get all the other wishes to eat for Thanksgiving. She really cracked me up with her food list. She wanted a recorder and a fairytale book.