There is no two ways about it, honey...you and I did not have a good week. If there was a boundary, you pushed it; if there was a button, you pressed it. And to top it off, I apparently tripped all of your trauma triggers this week. I don't know if it was the time change or a jet lagged response to your dental procedure or what, but it wasn't pretty. God bless us, one or both of us cried every day this week. I'm hunkering down for the long haul; the first year home is hard, but months 6-9 are rumored to have their own special flavor of hard. It was different for your brother. He spent the whole of his first year in and out of the hospital, but I've talked with other families who have described the nebulous place of Out of the Honeymoon Phase but No Light At The End Of The Tunnel during the first year home. I have to remind myself just how not normal this new life is for you---people just don't go walking in the woods for fun where you grew up and being asked to stand on a chair to fix your pants was strictly forbidden (I assume). I take these things for granted, honey. I'm sorry. I can't promise I'm going to get it all right, but I do promise to course-correct when I (finally) do see we are going to fast or headed in the wrong emotional direction.
In happier news, you got some new puzzles this week and are loving them. It doesn't take you long to figure them out and have progressed from 24 piece up to 48 pieces by yourself!
Your little accent is coming to fruition as well. The English "W" sound isn't present in Albanian so you've adapted your own little drawl around it, which I kinda hope doesn't go away. <3 And you've some how invented a verbal umlaut that flips short Os and Us into long Is. I have no clue how you do it, but it's cute!
Tomorrow = Tomorr-ah
Sunday = Sign-day
Monday = Mine-day
Isaac:
You buddy, LOVE your sister. You want nothing more than to love her and copy her and be with her at all times. You haven't figured out yet, that she is 14 and most big sisters don't want little brothers IN their space all the time. (It is indeed both annoying and precious). The car has become a good place for the two of you to bond...both confined to your corners of the vehicle...usually over music (your current shared favorite is the Mary Poppins Returns soundtrack) and sometimes over one of you being silly to get the other one to laugh.
You clearly picked up on the stress of the week and decided the best way to get my attention was to dust off some long forgotten behaviors from the archives. Uggg. Buddy, that worked, well played. Here is the deal, son, yes, sometimes my attention is split, but there will always be enough love for you. I promise. You are growing and maturing and I am confident that the Lord waited to bring your sister home until your heart was ready to share your momma. You were ready! And I'm not going anywhere <3 (I plan on reminding you of this daily when you are a teenager and want nothing to do with me!)
Me:
'Twas a rough week so the timing of being able to attend part of the REFRESH conference this week was perfect. Worship, the Word and people literally walking around handing out free Cokes and candy bars?!?! Heaven, right?! To the fine minister of Christ who handed me a Reeces Big Cup and thanked me for being an adoptive parent...I've written you into my will!
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