My baby's birthday

It has been so long since my last post but as I often say, I have been living life. I am pretty good about keeping my facebook updated but those are just quick updates and this is where I share deep. So today is Nathaniel's birthday here in the US. It was yesterday in Korea. I shared it with him by having our morning walk followed by a nap (I normally put him in the crib but I just had to hold him), playing in his room, pick up his sister from school and then lunch with Yaya. We then returned home, danced a little and he napped while furiouly cleaned for tomorrow's party. We later gave him his gift and then I made him chicken pie. Now he is asleep unaware how important these last few days have been. It was this time last year I was wondering is my son born yet, dreaming of fall days with him and waiting... It was also this time last year that his birth family let him go (something I am certain they are reflecting on). On this day I celebrate his time I have had with him but mourn for his birth family and foster family. I sent them photos and letters, but no response yet. Tomorrow at the party during his toljabee ceremony I plan on reading this poem by an unknown author:
Legacy of an adopted child
Once there were two women who never knew each other..
One you do not remember, the other you call mother.
Two different lives, shaped to make Your one…
One became your guiding star, the other became your sun.
The first gave you life and the second taught you to live it.
The first gave you a need for love, and the second was there to give it.
One gave you a nationality, the other gave you a name.
One gave you a seed of talent, the other gave you an aim.
One gave you emotions, the other calmed your fears.
One saw your first sweet smile, the other dried your tears.
One gave you up...that’s all she could do.
The other prayed for a child and God led her straight to you.
And now you ask me, through your fears,
the age old question unanswered throughout the years…
Hereditary or environment… Which are you the product of..
Neither, my darling..neither..
just two kinds of different love
-Author Unknown-

We will also light a candle for our family, his birth family and his foster family.
As for all the events leading to this: more teeth, walking, and finally a letter from Guatemala, I will have to update you later. Time for bed tonight.