This was nicely drawn - I loved the chunky black-and-white style - and well-told, and I like hearing stories about families. I felt it was designed to present a really positive picture of international adoption and caring for a child with cerebral palsy - difficulties are acknowledged, but they are always externalised (the nurses who don't support Cris's attempts at relactation, the bureaucratic requirements around adopting from Ethiopia), and everyone's feelings are always appropriate and proportional. Nothing ever seems to be too much for anyone: Cris and Migue are shown successfully managing to be high-achieving professionals who love their daughter, are highly involved in her schooling and medical care (including the physical rehab exercises she needs four times a day), eat delicious home-cooked food, stay in contact with friends and family, go on date nights, and lovingly negotiate every aspect of their parenting as well as their professional relationship. Everyone in the family is consistently supportive and nice and never takes their feelings out on each other (except for a single page in the epilogue on the gradual process by which Laia overcomes her jealousy of her new adoptive sister).
It was a very nice place to spend a couple of hours in - the understated positivity made it an easy and fun read. The book definitely puts a bit more weight in the scale of "there are lots of ways to be a person and lots of ways to be a family", but ultimately I don't think it will stay in my mind very long.
(I've said more about the first book, about Laia, because I just don't really know what to make of the second book - I have uninformed "ick" feelings about international adoptions, and this account didn't do much to make me any more informed. Everyone in the story seemed very nice, as above, but there was literally no attempt to address the bigger structures of power involved, and the story of the Spanish woman who wept as she hugged the birth mother whose child she was taking away freaked me out more than a little.)