Daniel and I have the great honor of being Godparents to the twin boys of our dear friends Adam and Shawn. We were blessed with an incredible opportunity to be on the inside of the process from the start. We have been able to share in the joy and excitement of parenthood with this aspirational family by proxy. Every time we get to spend a few hours with them, it is full of revelations about myself and my marriage, and affirmations that building a family of our own is the pinnacle of our joint aspirations.
Over the Labor Day holiday, we spent a few days with Adam and Shawn and our four-month-old God-sons Skyler and Ethan. Daniel was recovering from a minor knee surgery and was spending a majority of his time resting. Therefore, I kind of became the babysitter of the weekend by default. Adam and Shawn had to run some errands on Sunday afternoon and asked if I would be able to watch the boys for a few hours. “I’ve got this, you guys!” was my immediate response. The boys were both in good a mood and were having a grand ol’ time in their bouncy chairs while I relaxed and found a movie to watch. I happened across ‘Saving Mr. Banks’ and settled in. If you aren’t familiar with the movie, it’s the story of the making of Disney’s ‘Mary Poppins’ and contains many of the musical numbers from the original film. Of course, as with any baby, the twins started to get a little restless right around the portion of the movie where the Sherman Bros. are singing "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious". In a moment of inspiration, I jumped up and began dancing around and singing along with the move. The twin’s frowns almost immediately turned into smiles and baby laughter (which at this point is mostly squealing and gurgling). Once I had started it, the boys would only stay content with me foolishly dancing around and singing. Skyler become decidedly more vocal over the next few hours until his dads came home. His laughs come out as a loud gasp somewhere between a burp and a growl. This is a sound that I am intimately familiar with because I’ve been making it jokingly for years. Suddenly, there was this little human speaking the same language as me. We went back and forth the rest of the night, carrying on with smiles and guttural exclamations.
This is the kind of “Ah-Ha!” moment I have had at least once with our nieces and nephews, and now with these two boys. This baby is dependent solely on your love, kindness, and knowledge of the world to survive. You have a chance to really shape the life of another human being from the ground up. It is mind-blowing to see that we can have this kind of influence without being a child’s parent or even their family by blood. It is reaffirming to me that adoption is the right choice for our family. I can’t wait to bring our future baby home and start sharing these learning moments. I want to dance around the house singing “Let’s go fly a kite!” and then head to the park to do it.