One week ago today, we had just gotten home with our boy. It really seemed so natural. We had a good ride home. He slept part of the time.
When we got home Hannah and Josiah were there to greet us and welcome their new brother. It was late, so we got him ready for bed, said prayers and tucked him in.
The week has been a whirlwind of getting him registered for school, paperwork, meetings with Bethany Christian Services, appointments with doctors, and just adjusting.
In the midst of all of the hard work or parenting a child from hard places, we have had time for fun - a sleeping bag party in the den, personalizing a wall in the room he shares with Josiah, and getting his first pet (a fire-belly toad).
There's also been some shopping done for clothes and shoes.
Pray for him and our family as we try to rebuild the trust that has been lost. To some extent he trusts us and is glad that he is here, but there is still a lot of anxiety in his life. He goes back and forth from feeling a part of the family to feeling an outcast. We pray that he will find stability here.
Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. Proverbs 3:5-6
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Friday, February 1, 2013
A New Plan
It's been a month since my last post.
On Wednesday of this week, we got a call from our adoption specialist at Bethany. She had news that we had been waiting for, but weren't expecting this soon, if ever.
The State has made the decision to split the sibling group. Three of them are being adopted by their foster parents. One is going to a group home. One is available for us to adopt.
We had told them that in the event that they did a split, we would consider the younger two. I figured it was unlikely that we would get the 3 year old since he and his sister are very much loved by their foster parents (who have graciously taken in one of the other boys as well). Maybe there was a slight chance for the 8 year old, but I had turned it totally over to God, because it had hurt so much when we took him back that chilly day in December to what I considered a dismal existance.
On Wednesday of this week, we got a call from our adoption specialist at Bethany. She had news that we had been waiting for, but weren't expecting this soon, if ever.
The State has made the decision to split the sibling group. Three of them are being adopted by their foster parents. One is going to a group home. One is available for us to adopt.
We had told them that in the event that they did a split, we would consider the younger two. I figured it was unlikely that we would get the 3 year old since he and his sister are very much loved by their foster parents (who have graciously taken in one of the other boys as well). Maybe there was a slight chance for the 8 year old, but I had turned it totally over to God, because it had hurt so much when we took him back that chilly day in December to what I considered a dismal existance.
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