An Adoption Celebration: Motherhood Is Like A Cup of Tea

An Adoption Celebration: Motherhood Is Like A Cup of Tea

Get out the gloves and nice dresses.

My daughter and I are heading to High Tea at a fancy schmancy hotel here in town.

It’s what we do each year to celebrate the anniversary of our adoption.

tea

And I do mean OUR adoption, as she was 11 when we met, 13 when I married her dad. 14 when the judge made legal what was already long official in both our hearts.

When a kid is a certain age, she has to sign a paper saying she’s adopting me as much as I’m adopting her.

So we celebrate!

Going to tea is perfect because it’s a delicious treat and our special time.

Between you and me, Dear Reader, it also represents so much I’ve learned about motherhood.

Earl Grey, Ceylon, Darjeeling, Chamomille. There are so many teas to choose from just like there are so many ways to become a mother.  Do It Yourself, Surrogate, Adopt. I would’ve never believed it if you told me this would be my path. Now, I wouldn’t have it any other way. How boring if everyone only drank Lipton’s.

Certain teas, like life, can be bitter and hard to swallow. My daughter losing her first mom when she was 8 years old was tragic.  Then, along comes me, our chapter, like adding some milk and sugar to a bitter brew.  I never forget that my daughter’s childhood is a mix of two moms, the greatest of losses, a dash of hope of happiness.

You might’ve warned me that motherhood would be like a constant steady drip of caffeine, like an IV tube of tea. You just don’t sleep the same when you’re a mom. A cough, a stir and I’ll hear it.

High Tea, when done properly, is served in courses: tea, finger sandwiches, scones, followed by pastries.

cakes

Life is like this, as well. With all due respect to  women who try to do it all at the same time—high powered career, marriage and motherhood, I know I don’t have it in me.

The career that once ruled all aspects of my life is now scaled back. I imagine I’ll ramp up again when Daughter is launched.

Just like I wouldn’t want to shove tea, sandwich, scone and pastry in my mouth at once, I’m liking this path of enjoying each bite in its time.

Tea reminds me to let my daughter find her own brew, her own recipe for her life. I sure didn’t have this life thing down when I was a teenager. I might offer some guidance, a recipe for success, but Daughter has to have space to figure it out for herself, even when that means brewing up some doozies of failures and mistakes.

The hardest part of this motherhood thing?  It’s not like a leisurely afternoon tea at all. It goes too fast. It’s more like zooming through a fast food restaurant.

We didn't plan to dress alike to go out to tea.  Just happened. Must be a mother-daughter thing. :)
We didn’t plan to dress alike to go out to tea. Just happened. Must be a mother-daughter thing. 🙂

I’m going to blink and it’ll be time to get the gloves and dresses out again.

Here’s to the sips of joy, tears, aggravation, and wisdom between now and then.

Find more uplifting stories on my website, DarynKagan.com

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One thought on “An Adoption Celebration: Motherhood Is Like A Cup of Tea

  1. Daryn, I am absolutely thrilled to read this entry. I adopted my stepdaughter when she was 14 as well. We don’t do the fancy schmancy thing but we do celebrate our adoption birthday every year. It’s a little harder now that my 23 year old is actually 37, married and living an hour and forty-five minute drive away, but we still celebrate!

    Like you entering motherhood, with me fatherhood was a new experience. You will understand the exciting, overwhelming, loving, caring feelings that I experienced. There have been triumphs and tragedies over the years but we still celebrate!

    Stephanie is the absolute light of my life. I love her smile, her laugh, the sound of her voice. Everything! She is my daughter and I am truly blessed. So, of course, we still celebrate!

    Our adoption birthday is May 25. The four of us should get together some year – because you know we will still celebrate!

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