Friday, January 29, 2010

knowing you

Dear Isaiah:
It has almost been a week of knowing you and you completely melt my heart. I think all the aching and the crying and the waiting really prepared my heart to love you deeply. That and the fact that you're so stinking adorable I can't help it. I still can barely believe that you're really with us.
Here are a few memories for you from this week:
  • When we pulled up to the gate to meet you for the first time, I could barely breathe. I kept trying deep breaths, but I just couldn't do it. I've never felt so nervous or excited before in my life. Really, never.
  • When we walked in, I completely lost it. Daddy and I didn't guess that I'd cry (we guessed he would)...but before they brought you to us, as we stood there soaking in the moment that we had anticipated and ached for for so long, I just wept tears of joy. Tears of gladness. I just couldn't believe we really got to have you.
  • You SCREAMED your head off when you met us. to be expected. and you calmed down because we gave you a cookie and a few cars to play with. I pretended it was just because you knew us. But really, it was the cookie.
  • But 15 minutes into the time together, you were already starting to warm up. I kept kissing you on your forehead and you kept leaning back in to get another one. You definitely were eager to be held...and we were eager to oblige.
  • Looking at my pictures over the past week, you can see SO much joy on Daddy's and my faces. It is because God gave us you. And we still kind of can't believe it.
  • You played hard to get for a few days. You didn't make a sound. Literally. Your face was completely stoic. Even when we were playing together you could tell you were nervous. Now that I know how coordinated you are, I can tell the first few days you were just too nervous to play with the cars, to throw the ball, etc. I'm sorry you felt scared.
  • The third day you started to open up. We were at dinner with a bunch of friends from the travel group and I overheard one of them talking about you. She repeated it for me to hear, "you can just tell he's warming up, even by how his face is relaxing." The first few days everything about you was stiff. Being with us (and away from Home of Hope) was a really scary thing for you. But, that third night at dinner, I think you started to sense a little more that we loved you. That we're here to stay. And you started giving us little grins. The whole table celebrated with us. It was so sweet. I put you on my lap and we played "I'm a piece of popcorn" and you LOVED being thrown in the air. we probably did it 50 times. Your smile made my year.
  • Honestly, ever since then you've just continued to progress. Everyone comments on how adorable you are, how much personality you have, etc. I've taken a bajillion pictures of you because you're just so cute.
  • You said "ucy" yesterday. (Lucy). You've said water, bottle, mama, Isaiah (wow), too. We're praying your language will develop quickly because it is so hard to not be able to communicate. and we want to remove that frustration for you!
  • We went to say goodbye to the sisters and caretakers at Home of Hope and several of them came up to meet "Mama Dieudonne" and to squeeze you. 3 in particular were doting on you and were sad to see you go. But, of course, they REJOICED that you have a family.

Honestly, I am completely blown away by you, Isaiah. I am sooooooooo thrilled to be your mommy and I'm praying God will give us the grace we need to know how to love and parent you well. (we pray that same thing for Lucy). You are my ached for, longed for, greatly anticipated gift of God. And I'm so thankful for you. I love you so much it makes my tummy hurt.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

we're so lucky.










I'm going to preempt any of the "he's so lucky" comments and thoughts that may come...to say WE'RE so lucky. (cousin Lori already said this tonight :) thanks Lor!)

We're so thankful that God is allowing us to have him in our family permanently. We're so thankful that God has known Isaiah and has been with him every single breath of his life. We're so thankful now that he's given us the privilege of raising him, of being his family. We're just so, so, so, so thankful.

Here are some recent photos (we're so thankful for the progress he's making this week. He started out pretty stoic and scared of us...but clearly he's now having a good time). I've been doing a much better job of uploading pictures to facebook...so if you want more photos, just friend me there and give me some info as to how we're connected so I accept the request.

Monday, January 25, 2010

loving Isaiah

Sorry we stink at updating our blog. a bit occupied loving up on our incredible son :).

We had a really good day. It seems like for a little stretch of time he starts coming out of his shell and then he freezes up again. but hopefully his trust in us will continue to grow every day. he's with us for good now, which makes all of us really, really happy.

We got our first real smiles today. it was while playing one of Lucy's favorite games, "I'm a piece of popcorn". It is one of those games where you bounce the kiddo in your lap while you sing a little song. Here is his response:


He also made a few noises and communicated with us a tiny bit. until then, he literally didn't make a noise near us for 3 days. So glad to start learning his personality a little more. I have a feeling there is a lot of it there :)

seriously, meeting and receiving Isaiah into our family has been UNBELIEVABLE. we love him as much as we thought we did, if not more. I'm in disbelief a lot of the time but mostly it just feels COMPLETELY natural. (who knows how it will be once he comes out of his shell...we may be in for a run for our money...or he may just be a smooth transitioner. Only time and God's way will tell.

Please keep praying for all of us. For Lucy, that she feels safe, secure, loved, that she has fun and that she sleeps well. For Zay, that he continues to feel safe, secure, loved and starts to build trust with us. That his heart will stay soft and he'll receive love from us. For us, that we'll remember to ask God for help when we don't know what to do and when we feel more confident in instincts, that we'll support one another well and be unified in how we approach parenting. That our consulate appointment tomorrow and next week will be uneventful. That we'll stay safe and healthy and get to come home early! we're hoping we can come home next Thursday or Friday instead of Saturday. we'll keep you posted. it depends on how visa processing goes in nairobi next week.

Hope you're all well! I'm bursting with joy! I'm going to go snuggle with my peanut and my hubby before I go to sleep. he's with us forever now!

Sunday, January 24, 2010

meeting Isaiah


oh man. it was AMAZING. I'm not going to go into much detail right now, but suffice it to say that when we arrived at Home of Hope I COMPLETELY lost it. I'm sure that this was the most joy I've experienced so far. It was just too much. I put my head in Hunter's chest and just cried. How could it really be happening?! So thankful.

They brought him up (having rudely interrupted his wonderful time playing with his friends. hah). and he was SCREAMING. I mean, SCREAMING. Promising start, eh? Then the caregiver handed him to me, and he started screaming a little harder. It was to be expected. Tough age to meet someone for the first time. after about a minute we gave him a cookie and it helped him calm down. We tucked ourselves away for a bit and Hunter held him and then I held him again :). It was AMAZING. I mean, he was definitely scared at first, but pretty quickly he started reservedly playing with us.

I sang some songs to him and he really nuzzled in. So sweet. we played with stickers on our noses which brought his eyes to full eye contact with us. INTENSE. He seemed to really enjoy it...for having been scared out of his mind.

Today I get to watch my adoption wife (Susie. LOVE HER) meet her son. And 2 more families. SOOOOOO excited. and then we get to bring the kiddos to our hotel to play with us all day. I CAN'T WAIT to see him. to get to know him a little more. to start building some trust.

seriously. he's amazing.

can't wait to be home with Lucy. the 4 of us. together.

Friday, January 22, 2010

your last day little peanut

Alright Zay (short for Isaiah). This is it. This is your last day of not knowing us. Tomorrow, largely unbeknownst to you, you're going to meet your forever family. For a while in the afternoon you'll just be playing as usual. Messing around with your favorite truck and your favorite friends. Then the sisters are going to sweep you away, tell you that you need to change your clothes and wash up to meet your family. (don't worry...we won't make you wash up very often). But they'll get you all ready and undoubtedly you'll look very handsome.

Meanwhile, mommy and daddy will be on an airplane. Traveling 15 hours from Wash DC to Addis, Ethiopia and then another several hours on to Kigali. Chances of sleep are slim as I'll be imagining all day/night what it will feel like. Daddy will probably end up frustrated by how many times I'll say "I just CAN'T BELIEVE IT!" Or, "what are you thinking?! this is just amazing!" or "are we ever going to get there?!?!"

It feels so surreal. I've prayed for and dreamed of this moment for so long and the time is finally here.

Oh Zay, I can't wait to squeeze you, to study your face, to know what holding you feels like. And the amazing thing is I don't have to wait much longer. Tomorrow, my son. Tomorrow. I love you!!!

on our way!

Alright... we'll hopefully post next with a picture of Isaiah with us!!! Pray for Lucy while we're gone. Pray for safe travel, smooth logistics and a sweet reunion.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

praying for us

Hey friends:
here are ways you can pray for us over the next few days and weeks:

For Isaiah: (from Isaiah 41: 10):
Do not fear, for I am with you. Do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you. I'll uphold you with my righteous right hand.

Please pray that while there is so much change and chaos that he may or may not understand...that God would be his rock. That he'd sense consistency and peace because he can tell God is with him. We're praying for a real physical sense of God's presence that would calm him.


For Lucy:
"God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging." (Psalm 46: 1-3)

Pray that she'd learn that God is her refuge and strength. That even if (to her) it feels like things are unstable and hard, that He will feel very present with her.

"Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others." (Philippians 2: 3).

It is a lot to pray that (above) for a little 2 year old, but we're praying that this will be her attitude towards Isaiah. That she'll somehow, by God's grace, know His love so much that she'll overflow with it for Isaiah. That she'll joyfully look to his interests.

Philippians 1: 9: "And this is my prayer: that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight" So, we're praying that God will help Lucy to have knowledge of his love and that her love will, therefore, abound for others...including Isaiah.

For us:

Psalm 112: 6-8:
"Surely he will never be shaken; a righteous man will be remembered forever.
He will have no fear of bad news; his heart is steadfast, trusting in the LORD. His heart is secure, he will have no fear"


I have struggled lately thinking about really awful things... my worst nightmares happening while we're gone. It robs me of joy and it robs me of faith. We don't know that everything will be perfect (for us while we're there, for Lucy while we're gone, for our family when we return). Our hope isn't built on that. Just because it could happen, because we live in a broken world, doesn't mean I need to spend tons of time imagining the worst possible things. Please pray that I will have no fear of bad news and that I'll trust that God will give me the grace we need for each day. Each day has enough trouble of its own, so why create more drama?

I'm sure there's lots lots more...but those are some things you can be praying for. Thanks!

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Dear Lucy

Lucy Goosey:
This is a really big week for all of us. And I think you can sense it. Either that or it is that you're 2 1/2 and really hitting the not-so-wonderful stretch (also known as the terrible twos). Probably both. I get the sense, though, (from increased clinginess, incessant whining and the way you strive for attention when people ask and talk about Isaiah) that you feel change coming. And you're a little nervous.

I'm a little nervous too. I have LOVED every minute of being your mom. Just us at home. I wasn't actually sure what I would be like as a mom...and I'm not necessarily the mom I thought I would be. For example, I'm WAY more mooshy and emotional than I thought I would be. My eyes get all watery (yes, that means I'm crying and just have a hard time admitting it) most times I'm around babies. My heart aches for you when I'm gone even for just a day or two. I just love getting to watch you grow. Let's just say that you've won me over to this whole mommying thing.

You did a couple of things in the past week that made my heart leap. Last week during church you looked over at me while we were singing a song and you raised your hand like me. Then you got the sweetest smile on your face. Like you knew it would delight my soul. I can't wait to see you worship Jesus and I pray I won't hinder you coming to him as a child and that I won't offer you a narrow route for how your faith has to look. I just pray you'll worship him in spirit and truth and that He'll be the center of your life.

Then today your brother gave you a play kitchen (well, actually Daddy and I bought it because we thought you were starting to resent your brother. In addition to praying that your heart would grow to deeply love your brother, we decided to work other angles as well. it's cool.) Anyway, you have a really little kitchen upstairs and you asked me if we could give that one to your friend Cadence because you have a new one now. I love that little generous spirit and the way you want to make others feels special. So sweet. (sorry in advance, Joel and Nikki...you're welcome to take it to fantastic thrift where it came from. I have to let her give it to Cadence now!)

Anyway, I know this is going to be a hard adjustment. I wish there were books about learning how to love being a big sister. well of course there are books about that, but I wish there were books about "I'm a big sister to a little brother who is younger but bigger than me. and my parents left me for 2 weeks to pick him up and now are practically ignoring me even though he's the same age as me and perfectly capable of feeding and clothing himself." A little too specific, huh? (By the way, she's 27 or 28 lbs and he's a hefty 31...although she's 5 months older).

Honestly, I'm not really sure what it is going to feel like. I bet it is going to be really hard when we come home and have been gone for 2 weeks and then we have to spend so much time helping Isaiah adjust to life here and don't have as much time/margin to spend extra special time with you... even though I can assure you that we'll miss you like crazy. We're praying that you will somehow "care more about others' (Isaiah's) interests than your own" (Phil 2). And we're praying that we'll know how to help you adjust to this new role.

Don't get me wrong, you're really excited about a lot of things with Isaiah coming home. You're really excited to show him where the trampoline is, where he will eat, which clothes are his, etc. You're really excited to have a constant playmate, someone to boss around...I mean someone to play school with, etc. Until this morning you were really excited to show him his bed... but then Daddy helped me realize we had to break something to you that might be hard. Well, Isaiah is going to stay in our room for a while. And let's just say you were less than thrilled with that announcement. We talked, though, about how you've gotten so much snuggle time with mommy and daddy and that Isaiah hasn't gotten that kind of snuggle time yet...so we have to help him catch up a little and feel safe in our house. You seemed to come around to the idea a little more...but I have a feeling this is going to be a battle for you. and you're not going to like it.

Let me assure you of a few things you might not sense at first. There's plenty of room in our hearts for both of you. God made us in this crazy way where our capacity to love is immeasureable. It multiplies in ways we don't understand. Our family will be different. Sometimes or oftentimes it might be hard. But it will be our journey of life together. And I LOVE that we're on it together.

Also, God is your rock. As much as we've prayed that Isaiah would sense God's presence with him always...especially during the transition when he's likely to feel really shaken/confused, etc. We've prayed that he'd sense God's constancy and His physical presence with him the whole time. We're praying that for you too, Luce. Your daddy and I are going to try as hard as we can to give you a solid, secure foundation in our family...but we're going to desperately pray that you'd know that God is your rock. Because of Him you'll never be shaken. I pray even in this situation you'll grow to trust that. That you'll sense His presence with you and that His love for you will help you to feel love and to give love to Isaiah.

I love you like crazy Luce and I can't wait to see what you're going to be like as a big sister.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

a conservative approach

So, I thought it might be helpful (to some) to describe the way we're approaching Isaiah's transition into our family. Of course in some ways, what we're doing is an everyday thing: we're just adding another family member to our family. Families grow from 3 to 4 people all the time; why all the fuss?

Well, I guess there are a lot of reasons. Until probably 7 years ago I didn't know any of them... and then I met two friends whose families adopted many children and better understood (or heard about, anyway) the challenges adoptive children and families face. And then until about 6 months ago I didn't know much about the details of reasons for challenges, strategies to mitigate them, etc...and now I've read a lot about it. I'm no expert but I'm trying to get resourced with a lot of information and help so that when challenges come, we won't be so shocked.

A few qualifiers before we start:
  1. It is dangerous to talk about parenting strategies/approaches because inevitably people end up feeling (or getting) judged. While I will share our planned approach here, I want to tell you that I'm not that confident in myself and when I feel like I'm failing or I'm not sure what to do in a situation, I plan on praying. Praying and asking for help. Praying and asking for forgiveness. Praying and asking for grace. Praying and asking for wisdom from friends. If we disagree, I'm okay with that and hope to learn from what you're doing. In no way have I figured this thing out... which leads me to the second point...
  2. Every. single. kid. is. different. I don't think fully adopting a method of parenting is nimble or human enough. Every kid is different and every parent is different. All the resources I've read and people I've talked to are helpful, but they will not know Isaiah (or Lucy) better than me and they won't have integrated my story (or Hunter's) well enough either. They'll know some things but not all things. So, while we'll implement tons of what we've learned, we will try not to forget that God uniquely made our children. that he planned the time when they would join our family. That their needs will be different than we anticipate (probably some easier, some harder). So, in some ways, if you and I are doing different things with/for our kids, hopefully part of that is reflecting our Maker who made them and us differently. Or, if it happens to be a right or wrong situation, I hope we'll have the grace to talk to one another respectfully, timidly, humbly and prayerfully.
  3. We live in a broken world. While we're going to do everything we think we should to help our children experience life as God intends them to... we also declare that we live in a world still in need of the fulfillment of what Jesus promised. We don't expect life to be easy, for us or our children. While some of these techniques along with God's grace may help our children feel more whole here on earth, our children will never be complete here. There will inevitably be aches and pains and while we want to find ways to help our kids cope well here, most of all we want to point them to a Savior who promises to mend everything that's broken, some here and some later.

With that said, here's what I mean by we're taking "a conservative approach."

Well, there's a lot of research and literature out there now on Attachment Parenting in adoption. To way oversimplify and summarize, when children are young, they are meant to go through various stages of emotional development. Apparently healthy emotional development best and most commonly occurs in a supportive, interactive, loving environment within a family context. According to Deborah Gray, one of the many attachment pyschologists, "Children who arrive in their permanent families later in childhood often have developmental delays. Loving touch, rocking, cuddling, bathing, encouraging direct eye contact--just some of the basic building blocks of early nurture--may feel unfamiliar or even threatening to them." Adoptive parents have to take the time and energy to help their children catch up.

So, our underlying assumption as we move forward is that while 1) God is good and capable of working miracles despite what research tells us and 2) the sisters at Home of Hope did an excellent job nurturing and caring for Isaiah's needs with the limited resources available to them, we're going to assume that Isaiah and we will need to work through parts of the attachment cycle that should have been mastered well before 2.

I've visited a lot of orphanages, many in Africa, and one of the saddest things to me is the way the kids RUN up and practically leap into your arms asking to be held and touched. Sweet 2,3 and 4 years olds are grabbing at my legs and arms, hoping I'll hold them. Why's that so sad? Well, Lucy would NEVER do that. Lucy SHOULD NEVER do that. She should never do that with a complete stranger, that is. It is entirely appropriate for a child to hide from and resist being touched by someone they don't know.

So a conservative approach regarding attachment and Isaiah means that while Isaiah might transition into our family virtually seamlessly and he might effortlessly bond with me and be ready to go out and about our normal activities, we're going to assume those things won't happen without structure and we're going to lay low for a while and take it slow bonding with him and assuring him of our care. Here are some specific examples of that (for more reading, please check out Dr. Deborah Gray's "Attaching in Adoption" or "The Connected Child" by Dr. Karyn Purvis and Dr. David Cross.):

1. When we meet him I'm going to RESTRAIN myself as much as possible. I'm actually hoping the sister who brings him to us won't be holding him and won't try to put him in my arms. I mean, of course I'm DYING to hold him, but I'm hoping we'll get to give him the chance to call the shots a little bit. Feel a little more comfortable in the first moments we have with him. If he was younger I wouldn't be as worried about this...but since he's older, I imagine this is going to scare the crap out of him and I want to be as gracious about it as we can.

2. We won't get to have him stay with us the first 2-3 nights. While this will break our hearts (and we don't really have control over it), I think it is really good for Isaiah's initial adjustment to us. How terrifying would it be to meet people for the first time, be taken away from the only people you know in the world and never return?! I know other people have different thoughts on this, but I'm thankful that we have to do it this way. I'm so thankful that Isaiah loves his caretaker at Home of Hope and I'm glad that we'll spend our first afternoon with him on his turf. Then we'll take him to spend most of the day with us on day 2 (away from HOH) and then on Day 3 hopefully we'll get to have him stay with us for good...but we might be flexible on that if he still seems really stressed or scared. Once we keep him with us at night, later that week we'll go back to HOH and say goodbye. While it is going to KILL me to let him sleep elsewhere the first two nights, I think it is gracious to him.

3. If he avoids or refuses eye contact, which is pretty classic when transitioning, we'll use stickers on our noses to let him play with them. When his hands and eyes move towards my nose, it will draw his eyes pretty close to mine. and we'll try to make him trust that we love him when we look at him in the eye. Lots of playing and attempts at eye contact.

4. I'm going to carry him in a sling for a while. All 31 pounds of him :). We'll use other "babying" techniques...not sure which ones yet.

5. With the exception of grandparents, we're not going to let other people feed, bathe, clothe, give really big hugs, babysit, etc. for a while. This one feels like the hardest for everyone. What we understand about it, though, is that he likely will be more than happy to be passed around the room. He doesn't have a sense of who he's supposed to be with (us). Who he's supposed to count on (parents). and that's not healthy for him going forward. here's the way one adoptive family put it as they tried to explain it to their family and friends:

"Our daughter is still learning the meaning of a family. She does best and is happiest when she is getting the amount of structure that she needs. That is why she is trying to get into your lap and treat you like her new mommy. if she had developed a relationship with you over the last several years, the lap sitting would be fine. But she has never met you before! As it is, she is still choosing to get close to people she just met, but afraid to get close to her family. That is why we cannot allow her to sit on your lap yet. She needs to learn that family members are safe to love and love deeply. Otherwise, she will continue believing that people are replacable; nobody is worth caring for deeply."

So, while it is going to KILL me/us to keep him to ourselves a lot, we're going to try to secure that initial attachment with us before we let him find out just how desperately everyone around us wants to squeeze and love on him too :) (I read this about how to encourage folks who are close to us about their role at first "team members need to learn that until children are well-attached to their parents, big hugs, lap-sitting, long gazes, and being carried are intimate expressions of love reserved for members of the nuclear family--with the possible exception of grandparents....after some attachment has formed, parents can ease off this exclusivity. Tell friends that this early attachment work parallels the arrangement parents have with infants--the parents do the feeding.")

Okay, this is getting long and I still haven't given many helpful examples. Sorry...it is a complex thing. Again, please know that this isn't the Bible. I don't think everyone needs to do the same thing...but I think this is how we're going to approach parenting Isaiah. We may shift and be ready for less cautious methods quickly or it may be a while...we're going to pray and lot and see.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Introducing William Isaiah Dieudonne Thompson!!!!!

Could you sleep last night my son...cause this mama sure couldn't. I tossed and turned for hours. Just waiting to get the word.

It is OFFICIAL. The Rwandan courts have declared that legally YOU ARE OUR SON!!! FOREVER.

Here's our video of meeting you (when we got your referral):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PTgdROn-Grs

Here was the picture from that day. (feel free to gush. it is only natural :)). Your given name is Dieudonne, which means "Given by God". There is no doubt in our mind that you have been given to us by God. You are a prayed for, longed for gift of God that we can't wait to spend the rest of our lives knowing and enjoying. We will call you Dieudonne in addition to Isaiah. William is your daddy's first name too (although he goes by Hunter, his middle name). So, you're going to follow in daddy's footsteps and go by your middle name too.

tomorrow

Oh Isaiah. Tomorrow is a day I have been looking forward to for a long time. It isn't the biggest of the big days (when we get to finally meet you in person). But tomorrow I get to share the news with the world. (I mean, officially, of course): that I'm the proudest and luckiest mama in the world. That I officially have TWO children. Lucy and Isaiah. Tomorrow you officially become ours and we officially become yours. And, what is very exciting for your friends who read this, I get to share your picture! Your handsome, precious, beautiful face will definitely be everyone's favorite part of reading what's going on with us.

Lately, you are about all Lucy can talk about. She keeps telling me all the things she's going to show you. Your bed. Your seat at the table. The grocery store. Your clothes and shoes. Today she told me she'll share her popcorn with you. But I don't believe her. (Don't worry...she doesn't really have a choice...and here, there's LOTS of popcorn if you want more).

She's so excited to be your big sister. We're so excited to have you in our family. Forever.

For a really, really, long time. What has felt like AGES (and I think I've earned some gray hairs as a result). We have longed for you. Ached for you. Cried for you. Waited and waited and waited. There were so many nights when I felt like I was literally going to burst I longed for you so much. And the time is finally here. I can't wait to tell you about how much we've sought you. What lengths we went to and would have gone to because we wanted you. YOU. I love you so much and I can't wait to tell you all about it.

Monday, January 4, 2010

a few recent photos


(left)Our amazing hosts, Paul, Chrissy, Reagan and baby girl Keeton. SUCH an amazing night. (below) one of the plates of authentic, delicious Rwandan/East African food.







(left) cake made by our good friend Kelly. BEAUTIFUL with pinapple on the top.

(below) our dear friends the Dowdas. we love them!




(left) KK and Neil in our CRAZY amount of snow!


(below) lucy so proud of her cookies and cupcake ornaments







(left) me and HT at our friends' wedding

(below) Neil and Lulu playing in the igloo.










(left)Lucy trying to smoosh the blankets in to fit into one of our suitcases. the blanket on top was beautifully made for Isaiah(ette) if he was a girl. Instead it will be given to one of his friends.


(below) KK and me at our celebration over the weekend










(left) the Rwandan flag card describing the Rwandan Red Raspberry Tea

(below) Lucy playing at Zay's party
















there are lots more photos but uploading is taking FOREVER. more later, perhaps :)

Sunday, January 3, 2010

it takes a village to raise a child

There have been many nights throughout the process of bringing our son home where I've been unable to fall asleep. Aching. Sometimes crying. Always deeply longing. Some weeks were terrible and I just couldn't sleep almost at all. Wondering what he was doing. What he was thinking. How long would it be until we could bring him home.

Sleep has been difficult many, many nights.

Last night was no exception. I tried and I tried but I just couldn't fall asleep. But for a totally different reason: joy, gratitude, excitement and layers and layers of thoughtfulness. Last night a few of our closest friends gathered at the home of our dear friends Paul and Chrissy to celebrate Isaiah joining our family. We were overwhelmed by their thoughtfulness and love.

Unbeknownst to us, our thoughtful hostess encouraged everyone in the group to find a Rwandan or East African dish to make for the meal. The entrees were DELICOUS. Several stews/sauces for rice, Chapati, fried plantains, fried sweet potato patties, etc. Chrissy printed out food labels with the Rwandan flag as the background so everyone could label their dish. I kept walking in circles around the house feeling overwhelmed by the creativity and details.

Together, friends sent in pictures of their kiddos (including our family) to make a book for Isaiah to introduce him to all his people. Each letter of the alphabet (almost) has a person or a few people important to him/us whom he'll get to know. People who have cherished him from afar. The cover of the book is a picture of him. So, so so so so sooooo thoughtful.

They also all donated money to provide for some of the needs of Isaiah's friends at Home of Hope. The sisters do everything they can with the resources they have...but there is definitely always need for more.

Our football team made up of friends who, for the most part, were not there last night, pitched in and gave us a gift of photography: an INCREDIBLE photographer from Charlottesville will come out to our home a few months after Isaiah's home (and we've all adjusted) to take some family pictures. She's incredibly talented and I'm so so grateful for this beautiful gift.

So last night I as I tried and tried to fall asleep, pictures of our friends' faces kept coming to mind. Bits of the many ways they've supported us and loved us throughout this journey...and what they've committed to going forward. We are unbelievably blessed and thankful. We feel so loved by you, and sincerely feel the Father's love through you.

It will take a village to raise our family. and we are so grateful for each of you.

These are the words of the card that they gave us:

Front: "Children are the Reward of Life"-- African proverb

Inside: "When you're rocking him to sleep and humming lullabies to his soul, remember to whisper something good and lasting in his little ear. Tell him how beautiful, how buttery brown, how truly loved he is. Tell him that one day he may change the world, but for now, he is the answer to a sweet, silent prayer"

Gosh. We feel so loved and we can't wait to share it with Isaiah.

PS. Lucy got to come to Zay's party and had a BLAST...although she was a little confused why he wasn't going to be there. Chrissy assured her that, despite all her efforts with Oprah, she wasn't able to swing the early reunion. 2 1/2 weeks and counting!!!