7 months is now upon us and what adventurous little babies we have!

Gracie hit some pretty big milestones. Girlfriend’s now crawling AND pulling up on all the things…my legs, the couch, her brother’s head. And she did all of this within two weeks. It’s crazy how fast she’s developing. And it’s crazy how fast she actually is. She’s constantly using Cason (and the rest of us) as a jungle gym so we now have to keep extra eyes out when they interact with each other. She will either sit on him or he will pull her hair. I’m really looking forward to the day that they understand that people aren’t for squashing and yanking.

She’s eating really well although she still has the tongue thrusting habit when we spoon feed her. She’s getting so much better at it though! Everything goes in her mouth at this point. Everything. Sometimes it’s like she’s about to grab an object, but then she reaches for it with her mouth.

We lowered her crib this month. I’m glad we did it when we did because she was pulling up within days of moving it. Her little personality is really coming out now too. When she can’t do something she gets really frustrated. She has this little whine as she’s working toward something and if she can get it, she starts crying. It’s cute, but we just encourage her that she can do it and try to coach her along.


This is Gracie’s half smile. I imagine her saying, “Sure, mom, that’s funny. I don’t know why but I’ll smile to make you feel better.” haha!


Cason is such a resilient little boy. I mentioned how Gracie gets frustrated when she can’t accomplish something; Not Cason. He just keeps at it and is so focused until he gets it. He worked and worked at crawling and never fussed because he wasn’t getting it, he just kept rocking until one day he started moving forward. He hasn’t stopped since.

And it tickles me to death that he recognizes his name! I’ll call him and he turns and looks at me and heads over my direction. He’s not quite sitting up on his own yet, but does really well sitting when you’re just keeping a hand on his back. He’s also one of the smiliest kids I’ve met. Even though he’s very intent on a toy when he’s playing he’ll always stop for a quick smile if you’re paying attention to him, then he’s right back to playing. He eats really well from a spoon and we’re working on him picking up food and feeding himself. He doesn’t like to be dirty so that presents a challenge in the self-feeding department since it’s a given that he’s going to get dirty. But when he finds a food he loves, his eyes get huge with excitement!

It’s getting harder and harder to keep these guys on the monthly calendar because there is no being still any more. It’s all mobile now!


“There’s candy after this photoshoot?”


“Erm, candy’s messy so I don’t know about that.”


“But the more I think about it, candy sounds nice.” #thingscasonsays


Sidenote: There wasn’t really candy for my 7 month old.


Two more weeks until we finalize!

Thanks to Sweet Pea a La Mode for the adorable patriotic onesies!!

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  • July 16, 2014 - 11:28 am

    Hannah C. - I love watching your little ones grow! They are adorable! And the drool on Cason’s arm – stop it! :)
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We’re already 14 days into July and I’m just now getting our June summary posted. I feel 50 steps behind. Constantly. Oh well, I just have to give myself some grace, I guess. I can’t do it ALL. Which shocked me when I came to that realization, but that’s a blog post for another day.

June was a big month as far as the kids’ development goes. They hit some big milestones but I’ll save those details for their 7 month photos coming this week. June for Aaron and I? Well, not very eventful, but that’s okay. Aaron and I both had a nasty sinus infection at the end of the month that left me counting down the hours until bedtime every day. I hate living days like that. But I’m much better now.

We started out with the kids’ 6 month photos. The clothes they’re wearing in these pictures? Yeah, they’ve already outgrown them.


We have dinner every Sunday night with Aaron’s parents. They love spending quality time with Mimi and Pops.


This. Is. My. Life.


Father’s Day was in June and Aaron had to work that day. The next weekend we went out for Mexican food to celebrate. I didn’t get any pictures of that, but I did get this cute one of Aaron holding both kids at a neighbor dinner.


I took my sister in law’s maternity pictures. She’s due, like, yesterday.


We’re making it a family tradition to visit our friends, The Westfall’s, annual flag sale the week before July 4th. We’ll take a picture every year with us and them so we can look back over the years. These guys mean a lot to our family so I’m excited to have this tradition. We went for a visit at the end of June and it started pouring on us. But we got some good quality time before the rain.


Gracie spent a lot of time like this in June perfecting sitting and crawling.


We also lowered her crib because girlfriend started pulling up in June.


And lots of baby food and messes in June as we transition to “big kid” food.


June seemed to be the month for Gracie, but July is already looking like Cason’s month for big milestones. I’ll be excited to share those in our July recap in a couple of weeks!

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My sister in law is having a baby. She’s due in two weeks and in two weeks (or earlier, hopefully not later for her sake), she’ll head to the hospital where she will give birth to my sweet niece. I’m so excited to be an aunt and meet my niece. When she is born, they will hand her to Amanda, and everyone will know that Scarlett is Amanda’s daughter. No questions. There will be no trial period to see how Scarlett adjusts to being a part of her family. No one coming to their home to supervise her adjustment. There will be no in-between; From the moment that Scarlett is born, she is legally handed to Amanda’s as her daughter. Her last name will be on her birth certificate. She is her daughter in the eyes of the hospital staff, friends, family, strangers…and in the eyes of the law.



On December 30, 2013 my daughter was handed to me for the first time. But when Gracie was handed to me, the formalities were very different than a delivery room. I signed a stack of paperwork and instead of laboring and birthing my daughter, she was handed to me by the woman who felt her kick for 8 months, who was wheeled into surgery for a C-section, and who, just an hour before Grace and Cason were handed to us, had signed away her rights as their parent. When Gracie was handed to me, the eyes of the law viewed me, not as her parent, but as her guardian under supervision of our agency. Of course, in my heart, along with everyone else’s heart, Gracie and Cason became my children in that moment and have been this entire time. But for the past six months, the law has kept us in limbo – under supervision – waiting the minimum required six month period until Aaron and I could legally become Cason and Gracie’s mom and dad with our names on their birth certificates.

On August 1st Gracie will put on the blue dress Aaron picked out for her and Cason will wear the kaki suit that my granny bought for him. We will drive an hour to the courthouse and Aaron and I will stand in front of a judge. What happens while standing in court before he claps his gavel, I’m not exactly sure.


For me, I imagine it will be like the emotions from the pushes of labor right before birth. Minus the cursing from the pain, crushing Aaron’s hand, and, ya know, a baby coming out of me. But I’m sure I’ll be a hot mess. The court room will be my delivery room. Then, when the gavel hits the podium and a judge says it’s so, there will be no more questions. No more supervision. No more guardianship. It will be as though I had just given birth and my children are placed in my arms and I will be the parent in the eyes of the law just like every mother that births a child.

I’ve never experienced giving birth. I’ve never even experienced pregnancy. I’m believing I’ll be pregnant some day but that’s no guarantee. I may never have a physical birth experience. That’s why this finalization, the act of appearing in court and the ceremony of it, means so much to me. This is my birth experience for my children. In the moments that I am standing in court, that will be my labor and the moment our adoption is final will be my birth experience. This half a year under agency supervision, I’ve never feared that our kids would be taken away. I have no reason to be afraid. I have been their mom, no question about it, this entire time. But when that gavel hits, it will be the moment when I hold my kids and breath the sigh of relief that according to the state, and the law…

…these kids are Bunkers.


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  • June 30, 2014 - 7:54 am

    Lesli Westfall - Tears. Beautiful. Love your heart and I love the Bunker’s!ReplyCancel

  • June 30, 2014 - 8:11 am

    Jo - Love the post, Hannah! Those babies of YOURS are adorable!ReplyCancel

  • June 30, 2014 - 8:35 am

    Lisa - Wow, fantastic imagery. Thanks for sharing this.

    P.S. Grace’s arm rolls KILL me!!! :-) ReplyCancel

  • June 30, 2014 - 10:28 am

    Nike - The emotions you describe sound just like labor. <3ReplyCancel

  • July 18, 2014 - 3:06 pm

    Christine - Loved this post (and all your previous ones related to infertility and adoption). My husband and I are in the process of adopting as well, and are so excited that God led us through infertility, and placed a desire to adopt in our hearts. Similar to what you’ve said, the desire to experience pregnancy and the desire to adopt are totally separate. Where once we used to only desire pregnancy, we now desire both pathways to parenthood, and will have to mourn if one of them doesn’t happen. I’m so happy for you and Aaron and hope that August 1st is a wonderful day of celebration. Thanks for sharing your story and heart. I’m sure you’ve encouraged lots of others besides me! :)
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