An entire DECADE with this handsome boy of mine. Ten spins around the earth getting to be his mom.
I am feeling all the feels this week. Remembering every moment of packing, the flight, the anxious days in Beijing attempting to beat the jet lag and enjoy my son's culture (and not pass out from the heat!) while anxiously/graciously waiting to fly the next leg to my boy's province. The bright redhead-fluent Mandarin speaking Chinese-Canadian that helped us at the airport when our flight was delayed and our interpreter was gone. The smack to the face as I bent to meet Isaac JianMin for the very first time. Consciously holding him outward so he wouldn't be scared of the white face & blue eyes that wanted nothing more than to gobble him into my very being. The holy tears of that first scary night with his new mother. Chinese Walmart! (Good lord, that is an experience!) Finding the unexpected heart murmur as I did his first little well child check on the 28th floor of our Guiyang hotel room. His 20lb low tone, noodle body that fit absolutely perfectly against mine in the exowomb. The little Chinese crackers that essentially didn't leave his cute little hands for the first 6 months home.
The teeny tiny 20 month old with only two teeth who needed every meal blended and extra protein added before his heart surgery, now makes three eggs scrambled with cheese and salsa ("eggs special"), toast with butter and a side of blueberries for he & his sister every morning while I get ready for work. The child that was SO desperate to start walking, despite not being able to crawl let alone sit up independently swims, rides bikes, plays basketball and can STILL wrap both legs up behind his head comfortably while watching TV! The 20lb toddler I dropped off in the baby room at daycare because he was so small, will confidently walk into the 5th grade wing next month at a strapping 85pounds and absolutely dominating the height charts.
It all feels like yesterday and eons ago all at the same time. I hardly remember a life before August 12, 2012 but it is also the date by which I measure all personal history.
We spent Isaac's special day on the sunny Seattle Waterfront with lunch, a ride on the Great Wheel and ice cream.
Isaac JianMin. You were the wardrobe into Narnia. This wild adventure of the last 10 years, including the Bamboo Project, your sister from Albania, and the Foster Adoption Clinic among countless other things, is solely because God created you exactly who you are--each and every perfect chromosome of yours. <3 I am continuedly honored to be your earthly mom as we wait to be a completed family with your first parents in Heaven.
Happy Family Day, son.
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