Well, if you have been keeping up with our adoption saga on this blog, then you know we were still waiting on paperwork and final visitation so that we could take our kids home, even though it was supposed to have happened a couple weeks ago.
Well I am happy to report the paperwork was approved and sent last week and we scheduled visitation for July 5, 6, and 7. The adoption worker and I got along really well as she came each day to observe our interactions with the kids.
Then on Thursday, she said, “Okay, so you can take the kids home anytime you want to tomorrow.” The grandmother started crying and I hugged her but my husband and I were very happy, as you can imagine!
Well, today is Friday and we took our babies home! It was a long car ride filled with “Are we there yet?” and the youngest one crying for a good 30 minutes for his grandma and some crackers, pit stops for gas and food and then the youngest saying the word, “booty” as many times as he could because grandma taught it to him. Ugh!
Anyway, when we got home they were very excited and of course wanted to try out all their toys and the swing set. The awesome people from our church had a sign on the back door welcoming the kids home and there were balloons and a basket full of snacks and toys for the kids. They were very excited about that, too!
Then some wonderful people from our Bible Study class brough fajitas to us for Fajita Friday and the kids loved them, so that tradition will continue! Yeah! Then we had clean-up time, followed by Skyping with the grandparents, an injury of my oldest’s nose from the bunk bed, three time-outs for the youngest, wetting of pants of the middle child (who asked if I would still love her even if she wet her pants. I assured her there was nothing she could do to make me stop loving her and that everyone has accidents. She came in triumphantly not too long after that and said she had made it to the potty on time! Yeah!), bath time and then brushing of teeth followed by bed-time stories and prayers.
All the kids were in bed and asleep by 8:15pm, praise the LORD! The youngest boy, every time we have taken care of him and every night at his grandparents’ house, would cry and scream at bed time until he made himself throw-up. He threw-up on me the first time we took care of them. So, you can imagine that is what we expected. Instead, my husband told him, “listen, son, this is my house and in my house, we go to bed at bed time without throwing a fit.” And he did! Praise the LORD!
It is really hard to get three kids at once and very overwhelming to say the least, but I know these are the kids the Lord made for us to take care of and we will all get used to each other in time. Please keep praying for us. Thanks!