Mothers / Birthdays

March 20, 2017March 20, 2017 ~ Reshma McClintock ~ 5 Comments

I turned 37 yesterday. I felt 37 yesterday. But in the best way. I felt comfortable in my own skin; in the work I'm doing, in the direction I'm heading, in my weight and appearance, with my brow game, and mostly in being in the presence of my sweet family. I feel older too. Over the … Continue reading Mothers / Birthdays

him…

February 23, 2015 ~ Reshma McClintock ~ Leave a comment

Do you know I do not think of him? I mean, it's extremely rare he crosses my mind. I'm referring to my biological father. I so often think of her (my biological mother) and rarely of him. Isn't that interesting? In fact, I only thought to write this down because I was in the process of … Continue reading him…

I Hate the Term “Adoptive Parents”

February 17, 2015 ~ Reshma McClintock ~ 1 Comment

In one of my recent posts I used the term "Adoptive Mom" when referring to my mom. I did so for clarification purposes because I had also referenced my biological mom within the same paragraph. I hate that I called her my "adoptive mom". Even as I wrote that portion I labored over it, wavering … Continue reading I Hate the Term “Adoptive Parents”

The 70/30 Theory | Throwback Thursday

February 5, 2015February 5, 2015 ~ Reshma McClintock ~ 3 Comments

I have often teased Kevin that Rubina is 70% mine and 30% his. It's just a joke in our home but when she was first born I actually used to get mad when people would mention how much she looked like Kevin with no mention of me. I never expressed this outwardly, of course; it was simply an internal … Continue reading The 70/30 Theory | Throwback Thursday

The Genetic Gap.

February 3, 2015 ~ Reshma McClintock ~ 4 Comments

These are my parents. I love them. Adore them. And what a family resemblance, right? I know I'm extremely fortunate to find deep family connections where there are no actual bloodlines. I've mentioned before that I've never felt any level of disconnect between my parents and I. There is, however, a genetic gap. A part … Continue reading The Genetic Gap.

Threads of Tradition | Throwback to a Sweet, Little Sweater and Traditions that Bind

January 22, 2015 ~ Reshma McClintock ~ 1 Comment

(Left, me 1984 | Right, Rubina 2015) These photos thrill me. I love seeing Rubina in the same sweater I wore as a little girl. I delight in any opportunity to share with my precious Ruby. Especially pieces of my childhood. You may think I'm a terrible mother, but I found so much joy in … Continue reading Threads of Tradition | Throwback to a Sweet, Little Sweater and Traditions that Bind

When Two Became Three, and One Became Whole.

August 28, 2014September 3, 2015 ~ Reshma McClintock ~ 2 Comments

Anyone who knows me knows I love the fact that I'm adopted; that I wear the title of "adoptee" with pride. This is primarily because I came from an impossible living situation in Calcutta (now Kolkata) and was blessed to be adopted into a loving, accepting family. Growing up, I cared nothing about genes because … Continue reading When Two Became Three, and One Became Whole.