Six is a good number! We have the whole crew again this weekend. Having fun with new toys and each other. We have six children in our home on weekends (and a couple little birds have tweeted that it will be more than just weekends come Feb.!!). It works out pretty nicely though. This morning we had two napping, two in the tub, and two running errands with Jones. There seems to always be sets of two when they are all here. A buddy for everyone. We are starting to get a good sense of what a bigger family will be like.
Now, we need a van that can hold us all.
It’s hard to remember where we were last year, so so much has changed.
I do remember the agony I felt when I looked back on another year of not having our next baby, not getting started on a training or home study, not knowing if the next year would hold the same stalemate as the ones before. I remember thinking it may just be a pipe dream after all, loosing just a little of my faith in what I had known God had shown me….that our family wasn’t complete. I can look back at this past year though and see so so clearly how beautifully He restored my faith!
It would take a book to try to explain all the journey. It would take a person with more talent than myself to help you see all the intricate connections that could only be explained as miracles that have lead to us being right where we are now. I won’t even try. But I can see it as clearly as a movie before my eyes and it gives me so much hope and so much trust in His plan for the year ahead. 2013 here we go.
One month! We have had Little Hiccup for one day shy on one month but she was a month old yesterday. We have developed a nice schedule over these past few weeks. She has gained a couple pounds grown an inch or so. We put away the newborn clothes this week. So proud of our little girl.
With time passing our love and attachment grow. As our love grows so does our realization that we don’t know how much time we have with this precious child. It is harder every day to think about saying goodbye to her. It is easier every day to see a wonderful future with her. But this is the way it has to be, not knowing and loving anyhow. Not knowing and loving even more so because that is what is best for her. It is worth the heart break that we fear will come.
Enough of that though. I can’t wait to enjoy this next month and all the wonderful milestones to come! She has already begun to smile just a little. The giggle and the cooing noises. We’ve already seen a few even in the first month. The umbilical cord falling off and then healing. The gaining back up and past her birth weight within two days of being in our care. Growing out of those tiny NB clothes!!! Keeping eye contact while feeding. Heck for her even crying to be fed was a milestone. We are happy and blessed. Yay!
I never thought I’d:
Have a baby dropped off at my front door.
Go to first well child with birth mother.
Be asked to accommodate five visitations in one week.
Take my daughter to have her cheek swabbed for DNA.
Totally flip out when bio relatives asks to baby sit.
Receive phone calls from bio mom.
Receive way too many phone calls from relatives.
Have my concerns twisted and turned against me.
Have to beg for basic information about our placements.
Have bio mom meet me at my car every single visit.
Meet possible bio dad without representation from state or a heads up or any info what so ever.
Love this sweet baby girl so much, so quickly that none of the above really matters.
A new normal has developed in our home. Or maybe a new normal is developing. I don’t know. My point is things seem to be settling into a semi predictable pattern.
We now have a schedule of tummy mommy visits and a schedule of transition visits. Hiccup has a basic schedule developing as well. Sleep eat poop, awake, eat, poop, sleep, eat, poop, sleep, eat, poop, awake, cranky, eat, poop, sleep etc.. And aside from minor adjustments to her sweet schedule we expect the rest to stay the same for at least a couple months. I’ll take it! 🙂