Today is a day to mark on the calendars. It's a boy!!!
I haven't talked about it here until now because I didn't want to jinx it, but today, my husband adopted my son. He is 13 years old. Patrick and I have been together since my son was 18mos old, living together since he was 3, and married since he was 8. Patrick is the only "father" he's ever had. It's nice now to be able to drop the quotation marks. Patrick is his father, and that is that. I don't honestly think it will change the relationship any. Brandon has always called Patrick by his name when talking TO him, but refers to Patrick as his dad when talking about him. Patrick was there on Brandon's first day of school, has been there for every parent teacher conference, and has been a great role model for Brandon.
There was very mild concern that the adoption wouldn't go through because of the stroke. I know it sounds ridiculous to you and I, but you have to be cautious of how a judge could see things. He could have seen it that Patrick was disabled and therefore unable to financially support Brandon AND his natural born son should something happen to me. Also that Brandon would not be able to seek back-child support from his biological father.
But, it was of no concern!!! The judge rightly saw that becoming Patrick's son was in the best interest of Brandon and made the judgement for the adoption. Today we celebrate.
Yesterday's rain has made the day comfortable and beautiful. It is going to be a great day.