Me: Do you want me to tuck you?
Lila: Does Fwanny have hands?
Me: (trying not to laugh because I don't want to encourage her and get her all riled up) Nope. Franny has paws.
Lila: What's paws?
Me: Paws are what doggies have instead of hands and feet. Franny has four paws.
Lila: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...
Me: Okay, how about we sing a song?
Lila: nonsense babbling
Me: What song do you want Mommy to sing?
Lila: Beautiful Tings.
You make beautiful things, You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things, You make beautiful things out of us
Lila: No, no, no. You sing da WHOLE song! You sing da other words!
Me: You want me to sing the whole song?
Me: (sighing, because this girl is going for the gold in stalling) Okay.
And then I sang the whole song. Like a sucker.
Last week was exhausting parenting-wise.
|Her face says it all.|
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As for a quick adoption update, we are currently number 95 so we've moved up four slots! There has only been one referral though, so maybe other families went a different route through a different program or agency - it's really anyone's guess. I only specify because the movement, while encouraging, does not necessarily indicate an increase in referrals which is ultimately what will give us a better idea of just how long this wait will be.
In the meantime, as I mentioned in this post a few months ago, we are considering our options to try to ensure that our children are close-ish in age. How are we doing that? Well, we are trying to get pregnant. I can't believe I just typed that on the internet, but there you have it. Back in February, we emailed our adoption consultant to ask "what if" and we were pleased to find that our agency is very supportive of the idea. And even better, a pregnancy wouldn't necessarily affect our wait time for our Ethiopian child. If we were to get pregnant, we would continue to "ride" down the list as referrals were given throughout the pregnancy and the baby's first year. If we were to hit the number one slot before our new baby turned a year (our agency requires that our youngest be at least a year older than the child we adopt), they would put us on hold at that spot and then slide us back onto the list once our baby turned a year old. It kind of seems like the best of both worlds to me: Lila gets a sibling closer in age and the two year wait won't seem quite so agonizing. Assuming we can get pregnant. We have no reason to believe we can't, but it did take longer than I thought it would to get pregnant with Lila so I'm trying to keep my expectations in check.
In the meantime, we are also considering adopting a waiting child. Waiting children are adoptable orphans who are more difficult to place because of age or a health issue. Because of Lila's age, we don't have a lot of wiggle room to consider an older child, but there may be some medical needs that we would feel comfortable and equipped to parent. We are on a few email lists which send us brief profiles of children who are available for adoption and if we were to come across a child whose needs we felt we could meet in a healthy way, we could request more information on that child. I have thought a lot about this and I think some day will have a lot to say about it (this being adopting a child with special needs), but for now I will say this: we are being very cautious. Open, but cautious.
So I guess you could say (and I have said it, in fact), that we have our "eggs" in several baskets! It's kind of exciting to not know whether our next child will be a waiting child, an Ethiopian baby, or a biological baby! It just goes to show that even when you feel like the Lord let you in on at least a part of the plan for your life, it doesn't always go as you envisioned it going.
Silly me. When does it ever go the way it seems it should? Take Abraham and Sarah, Joseph (Jacob's son), even Jesus himself. All three are examples of the Lord making a promise, his people assuming it would go one way and then God pulling it off in a much more dramatic and redeeming fashion! Abraham and Sarah were told that their descendants would outnumber the stars in the sky and yet the Lord didn't bless them with a child until they were in their nineties! The Lord gave Joseph dreams of him as king, ruling over his brothers and it took being sold into slavery, falsely accused and thrown in jail and a famine before those dreams came to fruition. And Jesus - the Redeemer, the Rescuer, the promised Savior - was supposed to be a King, for Heaven's sake! No one expected him to be born amongst the cattle to an unwed teenager! But God's way is always the best way. He always does things in the way that the most might be saved.
So as long as I'm doing everything I can, I feel at peace about how our family grows. I know that if I allow him full reign over my life, he will bring redemption and purpose and beauty to our story. It's just what he does. Am I right?
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