Wesley's story is complicated and the details are not something I plan to disclose, but yesterday for the first time, something happened...here was the conversation we had...
Wesley: "Mommy? What was I called when I was a little baby?"
Me: "What do you mean? What was your name?"
Wesley: "What did the girl who I grew in her tummy call me?"
Me: "She called you Wesley, that is the name she gave you when you were born."
Wesley: "My name was Wesley when I was a little baby?!"
Me: "Yes. That was the name your birth mom gave you...your name has always been Wesley."
Wesley: "My birth mom? Do I have a birth daddy?"
Me: "Yes. Your birth dad's name is Wesley also! You were named after him. You know how Tate's birth daddy is named Brandon? Your birth daddy is named, Wesley."
Wesley: (giggling) "That is silly! Are you almost done with my hair? I want to go play."
And that was it.
That is pretty much how things go...any serious conversation doesn't last long with Tate OR Wes, but Wesley has also NEVER asked about his birth parents. It is something I have thought A LOT about and how I might respond to what questions he might have. I am nervous about a lot of it...I want to say/do the right things for him and also for our family. I want him to know where he comes from, but also want to protect him from knowing the "bad" stuff. I don't know that I can. He's 6...these questions were bound to start coming out. I was caught off guard by it last night and now can't stop thinking about that short exchange. I know this is just the beginning.