S. calls it "rocky, and read." As in, "I want to rocky, and read." I rocked E. for years, she came home as a baby. When you are rocking a baby, you are usually looking in their eyes, sometimes giving them a bottle, stroking their hair, holding their little hands, and looking at their little knuckles that sink in more than out, you smell their fresh baby powder skin, and kiss them over and over. Our older children missed that with us, and still crave it. So, we did "rocky, and read." We don't do it every night anymore, but 2 to 4 times a week, I would say. And, she was looking at me, looking for those adoring looks, and I was smiling back at her, and holding her hand, and marveling at her, as I would if she were a baby. :) I think it helps both of us. I really do. :)
E.'s Birthday Tinker
S.'s Birthday Tinker
Sunday, July 28, 2013
Saturday, July 27, 2013
9th Gotcha Day....
Yesterday was E.'s 9th Gotcha Day!!! I can't believe it's been 9 years. It was truly one of the best days of my life. I love her so much beyond words. I marvel at her every day. She is an amazing gift from God.
We celebrate her Gotcha Day a lot like a birthday. Family, presents, food. And, also, she gets to do whatever she wants all day long. So, we went out to lunch, we went bowling, to the arcade, bumper cars, watched a movie. Then we had the family over for her favorite, goulash, and cherry chip cake. We sang "Happy Gotcha Day" to you. And she blew out candles.
The day she became my daughter, and joined our family is such a magical wondrous day, it must be celebrated with great pomp. :) Nothing less would do. :)
9 years ago. She was placed in my arms for the first time. Describing that moment would be nearly impossible. Because there is no amount of paper work you can fill out, no amount of time you can wait, and no amount of money you can pay that comes even close to making it possible for someone to place a precious child in your arms.
Yes, adoption is long. Yes, there are mounts of paperwork. Yes, you have to wait a year or two until you get your child, (and sometimes longer). And, yes, the fees, and expenses make any normal family empty their bank account, and finance several loans. But, nothing, nothing you or I could ever do would make us worthy of a child, a beautiful child of God being placed in our care for our lifetime. Nothing. For this precious, and priceless gift from God is something that none of us are worthy of, and yet God allows us this great pleasure of a child.
My children are enormous joy to me. I love them beyond words. Happy Gotcha Day Baby Girl. Mommy loves you so.
We celebrate her Gotcha Day a lot like a birthday. Family, presents, food. And, also, she gets to do whatever she wants all day long. So, we went out to lunch, we went bowling, to the arcade, bumper cars, watched a movie. Then we had the family over for her favorite, goulash, and cherry chip cake. We sang "Happy Gotcha Day" to you. And she blew out candles.
The day she became my daughter, and joined our family is such a magical wondrous day, it must be celebrated with great pomp. :) Nothing less would do. :)
9 years ago. She was placed in my arms for the first time. Describing that moment would be nearly impossible. Because there is no amount of paper work you can fill out, no amount of time you can wait, and no amount of money you can pay that comes even close to making it possible for someone to place a precious child in your arms.
Yes, adoption is long. Yes, there are mounts of paperwork. Yes, you have to wait a year or two until you get your child, (and sometimes longer). And, yes, the fees, and expenses make any normal family empty their bank account, and finance several loans. But, nothing, nothing you or I could ever do would make us worthy of a child, a beautiful child of God being placed in our care for our lifetime. Nothing. For this precious, and priceless gift from God is something that none of us are worthy of, and yet God allows us this great pleasure of a child.
My children are enormous joy to me. I love them beyond words. Happy Gotcha Day Baby Girl. Mommy loves you so.
Sunday, July 14, 2013
The Hug...
I hug my kids a lot. I also tell them that I love them a lot. I try to kiss their little cheeks a lot too, but that doesn't go over so well anymore. :)
The other night I was going to tuck my baby S in, and do our regular night night routine. Well, she sat right up in bed, and hugged me around the neck tight, and held on like she meant it. It was the best hug she had given me in a long time, (maybe since one other time in India, in our hotel room). :)
Usually, she will lean into the hug. And then I say, "hug your Momma. Squeeze your Momma. Your Momma needs a squeeze." :) LOL. She laughes, and, she gives me a squeeze, of course. But, hardly ever does she just do it on her own. So it was a magical moment for this Momma. :) I love my sweet girls so very much. :)
The other night I was going to tuck my baby S in, and do our regular night night routine. Well, she sat right up in bed, and hugged me around the neck tight, and held on like she meant it. It was the best hug she had given me in a long time, (maybe since one other time in India, in our hotel room). :)
Usually, she will lean into the hug. And then I say, "hug your Momma. Squeeze your Momma. Your Momma needs a squeeze." :) LOL. She laughes, and, she gives me a squeeze, of course. But, hardly ever does she just do it on her own. So it was a magical moment for this Momma. :) I love my sweet girls so very much. :)
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