Another Adoption Day has come and gone, and I have a lot of catching up to do. — something that will be difficult, since we seem to be missing a regrettable amount of photos from October 2008 to July 2009. I don’t know if this is because we neglected to take photos or because we’ve misplaced them. Suffice it to say, though, that we did in fact celebrate Thanksgiving and Christmas 2008, regardless of whether or not we have the evidence.
We do have a few more photos from October, to go along with the Disney photos we posted in the last gallery. Below: A photo of Arina as a Halloween fairy and of the Fisk family at Scott’s 10 year Citadel reunion.
Now, we’ll skip ahead to Easter 2009. In the featured photo, the Fisk family (Scott, Nicole, Arina, and baby boy Fisk) stand in front of MeMe and PaPa Fisk’s house.
Because I’m only a couple of months pregnant in this photo, baby boy Fisk isn’t very visible. A little about him, though: We weren’t expecting to have a biological child. We had actually filled out the paperwork for Adoption #2, when Scott got the opportunity to fulfill one of his life’s goals: buying an investment property, renovating it, and renting it. And there went our adoption money!
So, we had to reevaluate the baby plan. Before adopting Arina, we had tried to conceive for a short period of time. Not being very patient, we decided that if we weren’t pregnant by October 2006, we’d adopt. When we returned from Kazakhstan, we went to a fertility specialist, just to see what our options were for Baby #2. Although we preferred adoption after our life-changing experience, we knew that our pocketbooks needed to recover.
For those of you who understand infertility speak, we learned that we have male factor infertility with 2 million sperm/ml and 1% normal sperm morphology. But, apparently, male factor infertility + above average female fertility = candidates for natural cycle in vitro fertilization. Basically, I didn’t have to take any fertility drugs. I just made a trip to Dominion Fertility Clinic in Virginia and underwent two simple in-office procedures. A wonderful doctor, by the name of Dr. DiMattina, retrieved the egg I ovulated the month of February, fertilized it with Scott’s sperm, and implanted it in my uterus for a few thousand dollars, all of which was covered by our fabulous insurance plan. The result: baby boy Fisk, who is due November 10, 2009.
And what does Arina think about being a big sister? When she thinks about it, she’s excited. As would be the case with most 4-year-olds, though, she doesn’t think about it that often. Instead, her days are full of playing with her friends (favorites include next-door neighbor Ethan, and nursery school friends Gregory and Tucker); creating works of art (when I “accidentally” threw one of these away, she said, “Mommy, what did you do?!”); and playing pretend (her favorite, and our least favorite pretend game, is when she plays “dog” or “kitty” and crawls on all fours).
And what do I think of being a pregnant Mommy? I’m not too keen on it, probably because I spent 2 1/2 months of it vomiting. I overheard Arina playing “pregnant Barbie” in the bathtub one night. Pregnant Barbie (aka Arina) said, “This baby is making me sick! Bleh!” — a perfect illustration of this experience for me. Add to that, of course, the fact that I’m a 19th-century British literature specialist and am constantly reading about women who die in childbirth, and you’ll have a pretty full picture of me as the nauseated bundle of anxiety that I am.
I know that once baby boy Fisk is here, I’ll be grateful for the pregnancy experience, since he couldn’t have gotten here any other way. But, I think most people are nostalgic for that first experience, because that’s what is familiar and comfortable. And, for us, that’s adoption. If there is a Baby #3, she’ll get here via the adoption route. (“She” because Arina wants a sister. — I think because of a cute set of girly bunk beds she saw at a baby furniture store).
As for Arina, she’ll be five-years-old on August 19, so she’ll be starting kindergarten this year — hard to believe. Because Adoption Day 2009 fell on a weekend, we decided to celebrate in Myrtle Beach. The featured photo is Mommy and Arina on the carousel at Broadway at the Beach. The matching zebras were her idea. Happy Adoption Month, Arina. We love you!