How many times can you adopt a child?

Apparently, quite a few.

Adoption #1 was in Tanzania.  We worked for a year each on those ones, with multiple court hearings for each child that required two-hour long trips into town, usually to find that the judge had not actually shown up that day.

Adoption #2 wasn’t technically an adoption, but the process to get our kids their U.S. citizenship required even more paperwork and waiting and money than Adoption #1.

Recently we found out that even though our kids have their U.S. citizenship and their U.S. passports, that if we wanted them to have U.S. birth certificates, that we would have to adopt them again, this time in the United States.

So….we adopted them….again.  Hence, the picture above is from Adoption #3, which just happened last week.

Sometimes adoption feels like you just want to open up your bank account, your important family documents, and every last detail about your lives, and say to whoever is asking, “Go ahead, just take what you want.  Please just leave me some dignity in the end.”

And then, in the middle of the night, your little boy whispers, “I love you, Mommy.”

And you know you would do it as many times as it takes.