







May 6th, 2010 was the best day in the history of Julie, Millie, and my collective existence: the day Esmee Star was born.
Thanks to the selflessness of an exceptional, loving, principled birthmother here in the state of Florida, we now have a beautiful second daughter, and Millie has a sister to grow up and old beside.
The journey to bring Esmee into our family was a clandestine affair even amongst our family and best of friends. To those that are just learning this news, thanks for your understanding. To the few who have been part of this experience with us each day, we cannot thank you enough for your love and support.
She may only be 4 days old, but we’re already recognizing signs that Esmee is a very special girl. Amidst the chaos of visitors (a couple of them under 2 years of age and full of energy), the constant poking and prodding of the many nurses, and arriving into this world almost a week late, she demonstrated a patient tolerance, and mainly slept. Through the chaotic moments of our adoption finalization, she proved to be a remarkable little soldier, and again, slept. Now on our final leg here in Florida before heading home to Seattle, she seems quite content to sleep some more.
There are moments in life that give one pause, and surely the birth of a child is one of them. In Esmee’s case, the love and fortitude of a birthmother singularly committed to the happiness and well-being of her only daughter has been remarkably inspiring. This commitment took several forms during the past months, but was particularly moving when Julie was given the opportunity to be present in the delivery room with our Birthmother and Esmee, and was allowed to be the first to hold her after the birth.
Esmee is a name that Julie and I have loved since we learned of it on a visit to Spain last summer. When the time came to do more investigative research on its background and meaning, we were overjoyed to learn that it means, “loved.” Therefore, from our perspective, it is and will always be a perfect name for our daughter. Esmee is loved by her Birthmother, her mother, her father, her sister, her doggie (right, Walter?), and we know, by all of you as well.
Welcome, Esmee. We all love you!