I’ve always loved seven, or, as Brad Pitt might type, se7en. It’s prime. It’s imbalanced, yet sturdy. It’s grounded but reaching. Other than zero, it’s the only digit that requires more than one syllable. Seven is special.
I feel the same affinity for the number 7 that I do for the letter L. I lo7e them both.
There are seven chakras, seven dwarfs, seven notes on the musical scale, seven colors of the rainbow, seven days of the week, seven wonders of the world, seven seas and seven continents. Some championships come from a best-of-seven series. There are seven sisters and seven samurai. I suppose there may even be some fun in the seven deadly sins if you have a measure of self-control.
The 7 is the mystic and the philosopher, the number of creative, mental activity and spiritual evolution. The 7 relates to cycles of time and the movement of the sun and the planets as seen from Earth. Many vibrational things, such as chakras, colors, and musical notes, come in 7s. — Source.
Hmmmm….d’ya think that resonates for me?
Seven years ago, thanks to Melissa Ford and Daisy Orenstein, I gave birth to this blog. So, happy birthday to this space (on Mother’s Day, no less)! It’s had half-of-7names, 137 x 7 posts, 1183 x 7 comments, and an estimated 90,000 x 7 words (seems like more. It has brought me 70 x 7 new friends (at least) and the richness of getting to know readers like you.
Thank you, Friends, for joining me on this 7 year journey and celebrating my hepta milestone with me.
Wanna send me to seventh heaven?Tell me something about your favorite number. What do you like about it?
Happy blogoversary to me! Six years ago today I popped my blogging cherry with a short post about my intent to join the Barren Bi+ches Book Brigade. We were soon to discuss Peggy Orenstein’s fabulous Waiting for Daisy, and that book tour turned out to be my entrée into the ALI (Adoption/natal Loss/Infertility) community.
I’ve been the participant and the host on numerous occasions, but on this day of note, I get to be the book club’s author answering reader questions. How perfectly aligned is that?
Did you learn anything new about open adoption through writing this book? Did anything surprise you? If so, what?
I did. And that’s because, as Heather put it, “this is the adoption book the Internet wrote.” I learned a lot by asking others in the adoption constellation about their experience with adoption. I learned from adoptees how it feels to be asked who your “real” parents are, and not to be able to get your own original birth certificate like others can. I learned alternatives to the dreaded family tree assignment in school. I learned from first mothers what has and hasn’t worked in their moving forward through grief. I learned from other adoptive parents cases for and against pre-birth matching, paying pre-birth expenses, and formalized adoption agreements.
Though it was unfunny at the time, I can now say that it was funny-peculiar that Crystal and I got a chance to practice what we preach. While writing Chapter 4 about establishing boundaries, a situation arose that Crystal and I had to work through. I was quite frustrated at first, mostly at myself, until I realized the incident was a chance for me to figure out something firsthand so that I could then teach what I knew, not just a theoretical concept. Crystal and I have had mostly smooth sailing over the years, and with our cruise control on I had gotten complacent. The situation required me to go off auto-pilot and figure out what was really bothering me by going deep within: breathe, be mindful, dig, gain clarity. Then zoom back out with clear communication with Crystal and a commitment to our relationship — and to Tessa.
It’s clear, in hindsight, that this uncomfortable episode was actually an amazing gift.
The additions from Crystal are a lovely and really informative piece of the book. I’m curious as to how this collaboration took shape. Did you develop the framework of the book together? Did you have an idea of where you thought Crystal’s voice would be most helpful and just ask her for that specific input? Or Did you work to find or create spaces for things she wanted to add to the conversation?
Crystal and I have talked for years about how we might help others develop the kind of relationship we stumbled into with each other. First we had to take a look at what we did and didn’t do and what has made our efforts a openness successful. For years we have taught classes in the Denver area (hi, Denver Laura!) to share not only that such a relationship doesn’t have to be contentious, but that it can also be enjoyable. More than anything we say in these sessions, people seem to get a lot just out of seeing a template for how an open adoption can look.
The framework of the book is mine. Crystal and I had extensive interviews about her thoughts and emotions at various points of our journey, as well as her own deconstruction of how we got to where we are. For a book that is largely about how adoptive parents and birth parents can be on the same “side,” rather than the traditional concept of competition between the two sides, it seemed important for us to work together on this book.
As for which came first, her words or a space for her words, I believe it was mostly the former. We had a few jam sessions in which we put as much on the table as we had in us. I took notes and the book began to take shape. Sometimes the book fit around her words and sometimes her words fit into the book.
I suppose in that sense, the way the book took its form is much the same way Crystal and I have taken our form.
Year-by-year highlights of my blogging and personal lives:
In 2007 I joined the blogging world via a Peggy Orenstein book and the Barren Bi+ches Book Club. My brother-in-law was near death from Guillain-Barre Syndrome and my children were 6 and 4. I had just taken up yoga .Back then we did memes, gave each other lots of awards and left lots of comments.
In 2010 I got brave enough to undergo (and document) LASIK. Roger’s mom was diagnosed with cancer. At BlogHer10 I was giddy at being named one of Parenting magazine’s Top 10 Must-Read Moms.
In 2011 my children experienced death up close and personal with the passing of their beloved Grandma Marshmallow. In somewhat related news I began eating ayurvedically. I announced that I was going to give birth to a book on open adoption, having signed a contract with a publishing company.
I have spent most of 2012 writing said book. Diverting my wordstream has left less for this blog, for Twitter and other social media. I’ll speak at BlogHer12 at the workshop, My Blog No Longer Fits Me! with some of my dear bloggy friends.
And today I begin my 6th blogging year by asking for presents.
For my birthday, I ask that you tell me about a connection that blogging has brought you. Peggy Orenstein was a conduit for me into the ALI community and to blogging, and therefore to many of you. Is there a blogger who has introduced you to a person or idea, a meme, bloghop, or way of seeing the world that has changed you in a profound and/or positive way? Do share! No gift wrapping necessary.
Here’s some 5 music to accompany your commenting effort.