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Morphing into Parents Unsurprising I suppose. Leaving Yaroslavl for Moscow, Yasik’s maiden voyage in his new family, he sat quietly in Dave’s arms at first. I sat quietly as well but Dave knew where my quiet was coming from. He bent to my ear to encourage me not to be shy while he and Yasik…

Of course, fireworks were exploding. Just not in celebration of a birthing bathed in mothering hormones.  It was becoming a family by adoption, exploding with happiness hormones.    I end Bonding/Attachment suggesting that while writers I have read may use the words ‘bonding’ and ‘attachment’ somewhat interchangeably, I may as well stick with the one…

We left the last entry hugging and kissing a child after knowing him three hours, barely comprehending that tomorrow he would be our child. Whether the words ‘bonding’ or ‘attachment’ were in wide use at the time, or whether the pre-adoption seminars at the time used these words, I do not remember.  Scanning my journal…

I regularly ask myself why I am writing in such detail about a ten-day adoption process from as far away as the ’90s.  The adoption process in Russia and many other countries has improved.  John Brooks, in his memoir of his and his wife’s adoption experience[i], notes this as well about Poland’s treatment of orphans,…

There were two small couches in a corner of the receiving room, across from the woman at the desk.  I sat on the one by the door; the doctor sat on the other one. I think Dave was left with no option but to stand. The translator too was in the room but must have…

This assurance in from Google. Though I personally remember visiting an orphanage in 1970s Alberta, orphanages were phased out in Canada decades ago. These institutions have been replaced by foster and group homes. In Russia orphanages are very much still to be found.   For the city and region/oblast of Yaroslavl with a population of a…

After playing tourist for a couple of days in Moscow, we were driven about 250 km. north-east of Moscow to the city of Yaroslavl.  It appeared more attractive than Moscow and full of the look of things ancient – over 1000 years old.  Yasik has very old blood in his veins. Although we had been…

davevincent.com Written in 2020 I have a snapshot in my mind of Dave and I driving through the intersection at Lougheed and Gaglardi Way in Burnaby testing out names for Yasik.   His birth name was Gurin, Yaroslav Nikolayevich –the surname, his given name and the patronymic.  Out Of Line: growing up soviet[i] says this about…

Written in 2018 I have kept a diary since my 20s.  When I finally obtained a satisfactory level of cool, I started calling it a journal. Now when I am wanting to understand more about becoming and being a family via adoption, turning to my journals is like cautiously pulling the thread novelist Isabel Allende…