This March is the one year anniversary since Mary and Wokelle arrived from Liberia, Africa. I can hardly imagine our family without them now. The other kids will be telling family stories and can not believe that they weren't here yet -- they are so much a part of us now.
Racing to Chicago to pick them up after spending months working out paperwork issues and waiting was quite an adventure. They were supposed to arrive a couple of days earlier. I had stood up in church excited to tell everyone that my children were coming home. That Sunday evening I went back to church in tears to say that an airport official had pulled all the children and their escorts off the plane and wouldn't allow them to leave. A few days and frantic paperwork later, they were off the ground. However, we were close to Easter and Chicago was as close as they could get them. We took the 5 hour drive to meet our children for the first time.
The first morning home I was really worried about Wokelle. He had a huge belly and not much else. He was unable to stand for long. We figured he was traumatized and dehydrated. We fed and loved and he came along just fine.
Mary was a puzzle for awhile, so quiet. Now she talks so much I can't get her to be quiet. I asked her to be quiet the other day and she said "I can't."
"Yes, you can Mary you hardly spoke at all at the AFAA house you can be quiet for a minute now."
"I don't know Mom, here I just can't quit talking."
That made me smile. She is coming into her own. Today, I gave her a hug and told her I loved her and asked her if she knew that. She said "Yes, but I didn't used to." We are arriving.
The road has been rocky and at times frustrating, but we are meshing.
This month also marks the 7th anniversary since Adela and Ricky arrived in our house. They were an emergency foster placement. I was homeschooling Riane and Braydon, took a phone call and presto! We were a family of 6! They were two scared toddlers who screamed incessantly. We made a lot of mistakes and learned a whole lot about attachment disorder and 16 months later in July of 2003 we had the privilege of finalizing their adoption.
I am still awed that God would find me worthy of SIX children. I hardly know what I am doing most of the time, but what an awesome family he has built.
Unless the Lord builds the house, its builders labor in vain. Psalm 127:1