Pooh Bear - joy and sorrow

So I've been meaning to blog the joys of Pooh's first days and weeks with us - but between multiple appointments and sleepless nights I just haven't made the time. Pooh Bear is beautiful. He's healthy and alert and has impressed all the different workers and clinicians that have had to evaluate him. He eats well (although he did have a poor suck for the first week.) He sleeps well at night - 2-3 hours at a time, but after a clean diaper and some food he immediately goes back to sleep... Doesn't sleep as well during the day, but we're managing. That's the joy. He's a good baby and such an incredible love! I truely feel like this is the role I was designed for. I was meant to be a mom...

But then comes the sorrow. Bio-mom is working to reunite. This is her right and I'm happy for her and Pooh Bear, but this is a hard cross for me to bear. She has checked herself into a rehab center where, in a fairly short period of time, she'll earn her right to have him with her... Which means he won't be able to be here with me. He's only been here for 10 days - but he's already stolen my heart and I can't imagine ever not missing him when he leaves...