The Rest of the Story

After my last post, I have wanted to follow up with "the rest of the story". After bringing Isaiah home, those first few weeks--even months--were just tough. I felt emotions I didn't think were possible, and I thought things I never would have imagined would move through my brain. Honestly, it was a scary time, and I think fear moved me to the darker places because I thought we were going to stay in that place forever. (It's amazing how you can lose perspective when you are in the middle of a panic-inducing situation!) Fortunately, our time in that place was very short.

Before I forget, I do want to share some of the things that helped me move out of the places of fear and guilt. First, I think time just had to play its course. Isaiah had to grieve, and we had to let him. This just wasn't a pretty time. If you have adopted, especially a child older than an infant, you know. If you haven't, just take my word for it. It is ugly. But, it is also necessary.

Second, I needed constant reassurance. When I say constant, I mean daily--and many times hourly. I am serious! If you are going through this stage, find people who can encourage you regularly.

Third, I needed to know that my struggles were normal and that it wouldn't last forever.

Fourth, I needed to be told that I should stop evaluating at the end of each day. My friend (and cousin) Kim told me that it was definitely too early to be evaluating if we had reached "success". She suggested waiting until the 3-month mark, and then re-visiting only every 3 months. This was good for me because I tend to need to reach perfection immediately. I hear some of you laughing. I know. Remember last post when I mentioned having some very unrealistic goals? Yep.

Fifth, I needed to relax and just find ways to enjoy Isaiah. I worked at being intentional at playing with him and finding any and all ways to make him laugh/smile.

Sixth, I needed breaks. I don't think I took enough breaks at the beginning, and it wore me out.

So, the "rest of the story" is that there wasn't a magical day where everything just fit into place. Yes, I think I still held out hope that this would be the case, but we all know that isn't realistic. Really, each day brought a small improvement. And each day, I felt closer and closer to him as I chose to engage and love him.

Boy, the past four months have been intense, just because I had to lay down my days for Isaiah. That was hard, but it has turned out to be so sweet. Who couldn't be melted by these big, brown eyes?! I really don't want to trivialize the process and say that a cute face made it all better. But, the blessing in all of this is that we really do have a great kid on our hands. Isaiah is full of life, spunk(!) and smiles. I think our family grew because we were faced with a decision to commit 100%, and I hope we will love more deeply because of it. I hope we have all learned that just because it is hard at the beginning, it won't always be that difficult.So, to repeat what I have said before, I would choose this over and over. Even with the hard that came with it, Isaiah was 100% worth it.

Lead Me

I have been wanting/needing to write this post for a few months now, but it was just tough for me to do it. You see, when you are in a tough place, it is hard to broadcast it. Then, when you feel like you are coming out of it, it isn't that appealing to re-live it all again! But, I want to remember what I have learned, so here it goes. Please understand I am going to be as transparent as possible, so some of what I say is definitely "ugly". I know it, but I want to give an accurate picture of what I experienced.

Prior to bringing Isaiah home, I was so excited. I felt bonded to him, even before we met him in August. I loved everything about adoption. I loved how we were getting to take part in God's bigger plan. I loved feeling like we were getting "uncomfortable" for Jesus' sake. I was ready for it, and I was excited for it. During our period of waiting for a referral, my heart felt very uncomfortable, and I thought that was our sacrifice. That is the "uncomfortableness" to which God called us. Once the waiting was over and we had seen Isaiah's face, I almost felt a sense of relief. The uncomfortable part was over. (I'm not sure I consciously thought that, but I think I definitely felt it.)

I had read about post-adoption depression, but I didn't pay much attention. I was a mom of three other biological children. I had suffered a bit of post-partum depression with my first but reasoned that much of that was due to hormones. So, I wasn't worried because I knew there wouldn't be any hormonal imbalances with an adoption! I also wasn't worried about bonding. Like I mentioned above, I felt bonded to Isaiah before we even saw him in person. My heart ached for him, and I could not wait to bring him home to put him in his rightful place as our son.

Fast forward to September. The day finally came to go get him. While we were in Ethiopia, he started his grieving process, and many tantrums/fits started. Again, I felt fairly confident that we could love him through his grief. We arrived home September 24, and we were so excited to be in our familiar world. Now, we would for sure flourish!

The next three weeks were hard! I had heard this from other adoptive parents, but I just couldn't grasp what "really hard" meant. :) What it meant for us was this:
1. Major fits around sleeping time. (This means thrashing, screaming, crying, head-butting)
2. Figuring out how to communicate with each other.
3. Waking up in the middle of the night.
4. Having a baby sleeping in our room.
5. Teaching Isaiah to "like" our foods.
6. Feelings of insecurity about how we were parenting Isaiah. This was a BIG one!!!
7. Loss of freedom--I now had a permanent attachment to my leg!
8. I'm sure a lot of other things I am thankfully forgetting!

O.k. So, after three weeks of this, I have to admit that I was struggling. I felt exactly like I did when I suffered through post-partum. I didn't feel "gooey" feelings toward Isaiah. There were a lot of times I didn't like him--or at least his behavior. This really shocked me. Actually, it freaked me out. Where were all of those "gooey" feelings I had had before we met him? I think was was bonded to the idea of Isaiah; however, when I had a screaming toddler on my hands who took away all of my freedoms and comforts, I was definitely rocked. I have to admit that I wished God had only called us to sponsor orphans instead of actually adopting one.

The worst part of all of this was that I felt so guilty about it. I felt so ashamed. After all, most of what I had read on blogs was about how "easy" adoption was. O.K. This isn't true. But, what I had remembered at the time was all the stories of how it was easy. Or, I just didn't think that "really hard" for others would have meant this! I wasn't supposed to be the one who was struggling to bond. I thought it would have been Isaiah. And, I was an experienced mom. I knew that 1 1/2 year-olds were like this. Why was this so hard?

So, the next few months were filled with a lot of letters to my cousin who has adopted twice and searching other blogs for evidence that I wasn't the only one. I just had to know if I was crazy. What I found out was I am not. Actually, I think I am pretty normal. Transition is hard--even for experienced moms. I just didn't realize. And, I had very unrealistic expectations.
But, here is the upside of all of this. First, Isaiah transitioned beautifully. He is an amazing little boy. He has embraced all of us, and he really does seem like he is just a "normal" kid. We all love him, and we are so thankful God has brought him to be a part of our family. We would never do it different, and we will continue to hope and pray more people adopt.
Second, God has taught me a beautiful lesson. A couple of weeks ago, we were singing in church. We started singing Hillsong's "Lead Me to the Cross". Here it is if you want to listen.


When we started singing,
"Everything I once held dear, I count it all as lost
Lead me to the Cross where your love poured out.
Bring me to my knees, Lord, I lay me down.
Rid me of myself, I belong to you
Oh, lead me. . .",
I about fell down.

Were we really asking God to rid us of ourselves, to bring us to our knees? I had just lived this, and it wasn't really fun. Really. But, I also see how I had some self-reliance issues, wanting to be in charge, and this was a bit of a blind spot. Luckily, God knows. But He wants more for me. He wants me to lay myself down. He wants my life to be about His plans for my life--not my own plans.

When God asked us to adopt over two years ago, He knew that we would be challenged on so many levels. I thought it was all over once we brought Isaiah home, but I have a feeling it is just beginning. And, I am o.k. with that. And I still choose to sing, "Lead me, Jesus."

Christmas Re-Caps

I know. It is way too late for Christmas re-caps, but this is partly to help me keep record of our lives. So, here it is!

My sister and her hubby came to stay, so Pat kept himself sane by completing many of the items on our to-do list! Storage Room shelves were first on the list! Happy Birthday to me!Pat also helped Jackson build a "Boys Only" fort in our back yard!
Isaiah opening his first Christmas present!This is just pure cuteness!
Christmas morning!
Raegan getting footy jammies so that she can slide down the stairs!Sydney getting what she wanted.
Isaiah getting a Christmas ornament from Ethiopia.
It's Jamal Charles, in our own living room!One of the sweet things about Christmas is seeing generosity growing in our kids. This year, Sydney led the way by showing the others how to make gifts. Raegan took this seriously and spent much of December making treasures for all of us. Here is a Bible she made for Jackson. And, Christmas wouldn't be complete without a plethera of goodies. Here is our first gingerbread house!

Results from FREE SHIPPING and Drawn from Water Video

I know, I know. Christmas happened. Then, my birthday. Then our anniversary--14 years! So, I am just getting around to updating about the FREE SHIPPING offer. I am so excited to announce that we were able to sell almost everything my sister and brother sent down from Alaska! For all of you who bought a cross or an Africa on a stand, thank you for helping us to raise $600 for Drawn from Water! What a privilege to be a part of something that helps others. I'm thankful that Alaska to Africa (my sis and b-i-law) included us! Christmas was busy this year for us. We were still adjusting to having child #4 after bringing Isaiah home in September. We had a lot of Christmas celebrations to attend. So, as things are winding down, I am so excited to be able to send this money to a great organization. If you don't remember, we were able to visit Levi and Jessie both times we traveled to Ethiopia. We saw what they are doing, and we love their mission. They are not only rescuing kids, they are rescuing souls as they try to spread the message of God's love to the tribes.

They just posted this video that the local t.v. station aired this week. Take a minute to watch. You can check out Drawn From Water's blog here.

Thank you, again, everyone who played a part!

FREE SHIPPING!

I received two packages in the mail today, and I just can't wait to tell you about it. This is a really last-minute thing, but I want to at least give you a chance to take advantage of it!
You probably remember how my sister and bro-in-law have been making crosses to sell to benefit organizations in Africa who work with orphans. Well, they have invited us to partner with them by helping them get the word out! They sent a bunch of their inventory down to us in Kansas. So, here's the deal!

Heat-finished crosses: Aren't they beautiful!

If you need any last-minute Christmas gifts. . .(think husbands, wives, pastors, teachers, small group leaders, friends, grandparents, parents, etc.). . . here is an easy way to take care of those loose ends while helping orphans in Ethiopia. All proceeds will go straight to orphans who are being cared for by Drawn from Water. Chris and I were able to visit their orphanage, and we are so impressed by what God is doing through them. We would love to further support them.

If you live in Wichita, I can hand-deliver!

To sweeten the deal for all of my adoption friends all over the U.S., I will give free shipping if you order before Friday (December 17). That is just three days away, so let me know soon!I would just love to have people all over get these Africas and crosses. They really are beautiful, and the pictures don't do them justice. Just trust me!

Crosses range from $10-30, so let me know what you like,
and I'll let you know how much it costs.

These bronze crosses (above) are my favorite!
They are gorgeous. Seriously. (They are $25.)
Well, o.k. These little Africas are probably my ultimate favorite.
They would be perfect for a husband's desk.
Chris has already informed me of this!
(Little Africa = $30)

Remember, all proceeds go directly to the orphans at Drawn from Water, and I will pay the shipping if you order by Friday. Let me know ASAP so I can try to get it to you before Christmas!

A Crazy Week

This week was a crazy week. It started off with some minor surgery for Isaiah. He had developed a large cist on the top of his head, so the doctor wanted to take it off. It ended up being a big pocket of puss, so she had to put a tube in the top of his head to drain it off. We are not sure what caused this in the first place, but we are praying it doesn't return.Then, Chris and I went to our church's leadership party. We got "all dressed up" to fit in with the Redneck theme. :) It was fun, especially when we arrived to see the redneck weddin' cake! We entertained ourselves with toilet seat horseshoes and spam-carving games. :)
Tonight, we were sooooo excited to go greet Brenda and Elias at the airport. They were getting home from Ethiopia. (Amanda, I loved the posters so much that we re-used them!)

Sydney and Jackson holding the posters!

Isaiah and Jude getting acquainted. (Yes, both from Ethiopia!)

The crowd getting ready for the grand appearance!

Here they are!

Isaiah was hogging the camera! (You can see the drain on top of his head.)

Talking to my sweet friend. I am so glad she is home--with Elias!

Our Ethiopian population is growing here in Wichita!

Christmas Gifts and GIVAWAY!

I am lucky enough to have a sister and brother-in-law who have a passion to help orphans with their talents. They are making these amazing metal pieces, and they give all earnings to organizations that take care of the "least of these". You can check out their blog to read about their latest endeavor to raise money for Drawn from Water.

Please take a look at these pieces. Oh, I just love these stand-up Africas!

If you want, you can even enter their giveaway for this free piece! It is easy. All you have to do is link to this post from your facebook page or blog, or become a follower, and get the word out that they are taking orders for Christmas. Remember that all proceeds will go to help others this Christmas who have no mom or dad to care for them, much less give them a gift.

There are so many opportunities to shop for items this Christmas that "give twice". I just love it! Here is one more option! Pass it on if you can!