Earlier this week, Daniel, Little A and I loaded up and headed into
Chicago to meet with Dr. Gaebler-Spira at the Rehabilitation Institute
of Chicago. We really did not know what to expect but we were going
into this appointment hoping to gain a better understanding of what
Cerebral Palsy means for our precious girl. We still don't fully
understand and I am not sure we ever will but it was a productive
visit. The intake nurse told us, "Dr. Gaebler is absolutely brilliant"
and after our consultation I would firmly agree. She gave us some good
insight to our girl and her disability. Dr. Gaebler indicated that A is in a good prognostic category and gave
us the hope that in a few years she will be able to participate in
sports and even play an instrument despite her right hemi-paresis and dystonia.
While
we were there A was casted for new "special legs" (AFO's) and we
allowed her to pick out the colors and patterns. She was so excited to
pick "purple" special legs. She will also be adding a purple thumb loop
to her accessories to help with the use of her right hand.
It
is absolutely amazing to see how far this little girl has come in 12
months time. When we met her in China she was still quite wobbly on her
feet and was very rigid when she walked. Today she is running, trying
to jump and climbing all over the furniture. 12 months ago she barely
recognized she had a right hand or arm and just this past week she attempted to use it to eat
her chicken and rice for lunch. One year ago she had little to no
speech (Chinese included) and just this morning she asked me to play
with her and pretended to run a grocery store.
Our Little A
is making strides and continues to amaze us on a daily basis. Next
week, Little A will begin the Early Childhood program through our
elementary school and I cannot wait to see where we will be 6 months
from now.
Saturday, September 5, 2015
Saturday, August 29, 2015
Stretch Marks
Just before we traveled to bring our Little A home an acquaintance innocently said, ‘how wonderful you get to enjoy all the joys of pregnancy without developing any stretch marks.” There was much innocence in those words yet they stung. The scab on my wounded heart and womb was ripped off. Exposing yet another raw and gaping wound left as the result of secondary infertility.
Although I did not physically carry Annalise in my womb and my body does not show the physical signs of pregnancy I walked an almost 4 year journey to this precious daughter of ours. I have stretch marks. Deep, ugly, penetrating stretch marks.
Stretch marks cover my marriage, my parenting, my friendships, my faith. There are plenty of them, crisscrossing over one another. Some deep, red and sore, others faint, pale, barely there. Yes, I have stretch marks. Beautiful representations of growth, faith, and resilience.
Today marks our one year anniversary of being home as a family of 4.
One year...12 months... 365 days. What a year it has been!
9 months of sleepless nights, more specialists and doctor appointments than I can count, physical therapy, occupational therapy, speech therapy, laughter, growth, tears, tantrums, a fractured ankle, AFOs, break-throughs and breakdowns.
I don't know that I can fully express in words all that we have been through in the past year with our precious Little A. She has brought so much joy to our family. She has left an indelible mark on so many lives. She has changed us for the better. She has challenged us. She has stretched us.
The stretch marks that I bore prior to bringing Little A home are still there but others have been formed as well. Stretch marks of flexibility, learning to lay down my wants or expectations for what was/is best for our daughters. Stretch marks of understanding (and sometimes a lack of understanding), stretch marks of triumphs and stretch marks of failures.
I am thankful for the stretch marks that this past year has brought and so very thankful for the beautiful, amazing little girl who has caused them.
Overcome
I wish I could share a picture with this post but I can't. At least not a visual picture. My words will not do the scene justice, but I must try.
Good Friday. The cross. Candles. The Lord's Supper beautifully arranged around the foot of the cross. Lights dimmed. Music being played. Voices raised. And then.....
I hear my precious A "singing" with her loudest voice. I glance to my left and there is my little one standing with arms raised high, eyes closed, swaying to the music. I know she is mimicking behavior she has witnessed every Sunday for the seven months she has been home but there is just something about watching her join in corporate worship that overwhelms me.
My little one. My little girl. Learning about the love of a Savior who died on the cross for her. My sweet Little A experiencing her first Easter with her forever family. As I watched her I was overcome with emotion. Overcome with the heaviness of Good Friday. The reality that Jesus died on the cross for me. It was my sin that drove Him to the cross. Overcome with the sweetness that my God and Father loves me so much that He brought Little A home to our family. Overcome with the deep responsibility that I have as this little girl's mom to help lead her into the arms of her Savior.
Overcome. Overwhelmed.
Good Friday. The cross. Candles. The Lord's Supper beautifully arranged around the foot of the cross. Lights dimmed. Music being played. Voices raised. And then.....
I hear my precious A "singing" with her loudest voice. I glance to my left and there is my little one standing with arms raised high, eyes closed, swaying to the music. I know she is mimicking behavior she has witnessed every Sunday for the seven months she has been home but there is just something about watching her join in corporate worship that overwhelms me.
My little one. My little girl. Learning about the love of a Savior who died on the cross for her. My sweet Little A experiencing her first Easter with her forever family. As I watched her I was overcome with emotion. Overcome with the heaviness of Good Friday. The reality that Jesus died on the cross for me. It was my sin that drove Him to the cross. Overcome with the sweetness that my God and Father loves me so much that He brought Little A home to our family. Overcome with the deep responsibility that I have as this little girl's mom to help lead her into the arms of her Savior.
Overcome. Overwhelmed.
Monday, March 2, 2015
A Precious Gift
This afternoon we headed to the cardiologist in hopes of some further answers regarding our sweet girl's medical condition. We did not receive any definitive answers but we did receive two things. First, we received the great news that her heart is in perfect condition. Second, we received a precious gift from God. A heartbeat. Little A's heartbeat.
Every expectant mother anxiously awaits the doctor's appointment where they will hear their baby's heartbeat for the first time. I remember the day I first heard our eldest daughter's heartbeat. It was amazing. The sound of life flowing through her tiny body, protected within my womb. The indication that she was there. Thriving. Growing.
As we walked through our adoption process there were a number of things I missed about not physically being able to carry our new child. Hearing the beat of that tiny heart was one of them. But today, I received the gift of that heartbeat. Even though I knew we were seeing the cardiologist and that they would be doing a thorough examination of her heart, I did not go to the appointment even thinking about Little A's heartbeat. But God did.
One of the tests they conducted included the use of a doppler to listen to her heart and blood flow. The sound of her heart beating within her chest was music to this mama's ears. A heartbeat. My baby girl's heartbeat. I may not have had the opportunity to hear that precious sound while she was being snuggly carried in my womb but God knew what a gift it would be to me. He gifted me with something that to many would seem so ordinary, but for this mama, the one who longs to intimately know her baby girl who has so many unknowns in her short little life, it was absolutely extraordinary.
Every expectant mother anxiously awaits the doctor's appointment where they will hear their baby's heartbeat for the first time. I remember the day I first heard our eldest daughter's heartbeat. It was amazing. The sound of life flowing through her tiny body, protected within my womb. The indication that she was there. Thriving. Growing.
As we walked through our adoption process there were a number of things I missed about not physically being able to carry our new child. Hearing the beat of that tiny heart was one of them. But today, I received the gift of that heartbeat. Even though I knew we were seeing the cardiologist and that they would be doing a thorough examination of her heart, I did not go to the appointment even thinking about Little A's heartbeat. But God did.
One of the tests they conducted included the use of a doppler to listen to her heart and blood flow. The sound of her heart beating within her chest was music to this mama's ears. A heartbeat. My baby girl's heartbeat. I may not have had the opportunity to hear that precious sound while she was being snuggly carried in my womb but God knew what a gift it would be to me. He gifted me with something that to many would seem so ordinary, but for this mama, the one who longs to intimately know her baby girl who has so many unknowns in her short little life, it was absolutely extraordinary.
Sunday, March 1, 2015
6 Months and Almost 4 Years
6 months of discovering this little person that God has placed in our lives. 6 months of holding her close and helping her to feel safe when the world seems chaotic and unsafe about her. 6 months of watching her grow and learn and then again at times regress. 6 months of watching her gain independence and trust in the world around her. 6 months of trying to fill in the gaps of 42 months spent without her forever family. 6 months of restoration. 6 months of hope.
A lot has happened in 6 months but as I have said before, the road before us is long and the end is not nearly in sight. We continue to see doctors and therapists as we try to get a better understanding of our Little A's medical condition. Each week we head to physical therapy and speech therapy with hopes of helping our girl reach her full potential. We meet with a counselor to learn how to parent her well as we help her with her grief. Grief that as a mother is so hard to watch. Grief that I cannot fully understand. Our girl has suffered great loss that I wish she would have never had to face. Loss that brought her to us. Loss that gave us a second daughter. Loss that has brought great joy to our lives and hopefully hers, but loss just the same.
Today our precious girl has been home six months and in a few days she will be turning 4. Her first birthday in her forever home. Our first chance to celebrate the day she was born. I must be honest and say it is a bitter-sweet time for me. I long for the birthdays of the past 3 years when she was not with us. I cringe at the unknowns surrounding my daughter's earliest years and memories. My heart aches for a birth mom who is probably remembering her final days of pregnancy and the baby she would deliver but not watch grow into a beautiful little girl. A woman who does not know with certainty that her daughter has a mom, a dad and a big sister who are crazy in love with her. But I also rejoice that our girl is now home and we can celebrate her. She will know she is loved. She will know she is celebrated. She will know she is home!
6 months and almost 4 years. Time passes ever so quickly. What a gift it is to have this time with Little A.
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
New Year, New Story
“Tomorrow is the first blank page of a 365 page book. Write a good one.”
― Brad Paisley
I saw this quote this morning as I was perusing social media and it got me thinking about the story God has written in our lives over the past 365 days. 2014 was an amazing year in so many ways. Most especially brining our Litte A home from China.
In the grand scheme of life 365 days is not much. However, how we choose to use those days is really what determines their value. Just a little over a month ago some friends of ours received the devastating news that their 2 year old has a terminal brain tumor. Each day matters to them. Each hour makes a difference. They are not guaranteed another 365 days with their little one but neither are we. We do not know the number of our days and for that reason we should be seeking to write a grand story with each one.
Today as the Christmas tree was put away, the new calendar displayed, the house tidied I reflected on our year. A year of challenges, a year of highs, a year of unexpected blessing. I thought about missed opportunities, the things I wanted to accomplish but didn't, the writing I had hoped to complete. I didn't dwell here long though because there were so many other things that did come to fruition. There were hugs, stories read, cuddles given, attachment, bonding, teaching and learning. There were huge parenting failures and many parenting successes.
Tomorrow we will begin with a blank page, each day an opportunity to write a story reflecting the love, grace and mercy of God. I do not know what the end of 2015 will look like but I do know that I have 365 days to make a difference in the lives of those around me. My hope is that at the end of 2015 I will look back and say "this was the best year yet!"
Tomorrow we will begin with a blank page, each day an opportunity to write a story reflecting the love, grace and mercy of God. I do not know what the end of 2015 will look like but I do know that I have 365 days to make a difference in the lives of those around me. My hope is that at the end of 2015 I will look back and say "this was the best year yet!"
Monday, December 29, 2014
Long Days, Short Nights
Today marks 4 months since Little A's homecoming. Four months! So very much has happened over these past 4 months that at times it seems as though she has been home much longer.
Little A is making strides in her language and physical development. Each week we find ourselves being caught by surprise at something she says or attempts to do. Just last night I caught her "running" for the first time. I couldn't believe my eyes. Our little girl who once struggled to walk, has significant balance issues, difficulty changing directions, etc. was running. I quickly pulled out my phone to video her for our physical therapist. Speech and language also surprises us regularly. Little A understands almost everything we tell her. She is clever and we can see her eyes dance with delight as she learns something new. In the past few weeks, Little A has learned to nod her head yes in response to our questions. While this may not seem like a big deal to many this has definitely made communication a little bit easier. She is quite the opinionated little one and not knowing what she wants at times can be frustrating on both sides. Now, thanks to her new found nod we can more often figure out what it is she wants or needs. In taking a quick count of the words she has learned I had to laugh. Almost all of them are related to food - hanbaobao (hamburger), bagel, apple, apple juice, apple sauce, banana, yogurt, pizza, rice, goldfish, cereal, jiaozi (dumplings) - you get the idea. She still requires mama or big sister to translate - even for BaBa at times - but she is gaining new words and sounds each week. Some of her other funny and favorite sayings are "no way" and "aww man" and they are most often used in regard to sleep. Sleep is still our arch-nemesis.
If you would have told me that at 4 months home Little A would still not be sleeping through the night I would not have believed you. Unfortunately, as this post is entitled, the Cooley household is full of LONG days and way too short nights. While nighttime has gotten a little easier, I am still up with Little A 2-3 times a night. On top of that A and E are now sharing a room so E is also awoken several times a night. Sleep deprivation is no fun for anyone but we are surviving.
We are continuing to grow as a family and it is a joy to watch E embrace her role as big sister. E is ever helpful, kind and compassionate toward A no matter how she is received. It is a blessing and we are so proud of the way E loves her sister. Just this morning E said to me, "Mama, when I grow up I want to be a therapist (PT, OT, Speech) so that I can help other kids like Mei Mei (little sister)." Be still my heart! My precious 6 year old's world has forever been changed by special needs adoption and for that I am so thankful.
For your viewing pleasure watch our girl run!
Little A is making strides in her language and physical development. Each week we find ourselves being caught by surprise at something she says or attempts to do. Just last night I caught her "running" for the first time. I couldn't believe my eyes. Our little girl who once struggled to walk, has significant balance issues, difficulty changing directions, etc. was running. I quickly pulled out my phone to video her for our physical therapist. Speech and language also surprises us regularly. Little A understands almost everything we tell her. She is clever and we can see her eyes dance with delight as she learns something new. In the past few weeks, Little A has learned to nod her head yes in response to our questions. While this may not seem like a big deal to many this has definitely made communication a little bit easier. She is quite the opinionated little one and not knowing what she wants at times can be frustrating on both sides. Now, thanks to her new found nod we can more often figure out what it is she wants or needs. In taking a quick count of the words she has learned I had to laugh. Almost all of them are related to food - hanbaobao (hamburger), bagel, apple, apple juice, apple sauce, banana, yogurt, pizza, rice, goldfish, cereal, jiaozi (dumplings) - you get the idea. She still requires mama or big sister to translate - even for BaBa at times - but she is gaining new words and sounds each week. Some of her other funny and favorite sayings are "no way" and "aww man" and they are most often used in regard to sleep. Sleep is still our arch-nemesis.
If you would have told me that at 4 months home Little A would still not be sleeping through the night I would not have believed you. Unfortunately, as this post is entitled, the Cooley household is full of LONG days and way too short nights. While nighttime has gotten a little easier, I am still up with Little A 2-3 times a night. On top of that A and E are now sharing a room so E is also awoken several times a night. Sleep deprivation is no fun for anyone but we are surviving.
We are continuing to grow as a family and it is a joy to watch E embrace her role as big sister. E is ever helpful, kind and compassionate toward A no matter how she is received. It is a blessing and we are so proud of the way E loves her sister. Just this morning E said to me, "Mama, when I grow up I want to be a therapist (PT, OT, Speech) so that I can help other kids like Mei Mei (little sister)." Be still my heart! My precious 6 year old's world has forever been changed by special needs adoption and for that I am so thankful.
For your viewing pleasure watch our girl run!
Thursday, November 27, 2014
A Thanksgiving Like No Other
How thankful we are to have our girl home for Thanksgiving this year! As we look back and remember our prayers from 2 years ago we were praying for our daughter who was awaiting us in China. At that time we had only just begun the adoption process and had no idea how long it would be until she was in our arms forever. But still we prayed. We prayed for her to know the love of a family. For her to know she was wanted, valued, loved. We prayed for her birth parents. We prayed for her future.
Little did we know as we prayed for her that she had only come into care one month prior. We did not know that she was a beautiful 20 month old little girl with precious chubby cheeks and a smile that could light up a room. But still we prayed.
Another year passed and we continued to pray. Last year our prayers echoed those of the year before. We cried out asking God to bring her home soon and to help us endure the wait. We still did not know the child we were praying for. But still we prayed.
This year our prayers are a little different. They are filled with Thanksgiving for our precious Annalise. The beautiful 3 1/2 year old whose belly laugh and smile now fill our home. The charming, mischievous little girl who loves to close doors and turn off lights. Who squeals as she steals things from her big sister and runs away with them. We are thankful! So very thankful!
Unfortunately, our Little A did not get to truly experience her first Thanksgiving home thanks to illness. There is no family picture to document our first holiday with her but there was plenty of cuddles, motrin, pedialite and temperature taking and that is just fine. We are thankful she is home and knows the love of her forever family, thankful that we could offer comfort when she was ill, thankful for the sweet smile on her lips as her fever broke, thankful that we have many more days to celebrate with her.
We are thankful that we were chosen to be her family! Thankful for the gift that has been given to us through another. Thankful for birth parents who chose life for their daughter and because of them we can celebrate with thanksgiving.
Little did we know as we prayed for her that she had only come into care one month prior. We did not know that she was a beautiful 20 month old little girl with precious chubby cheeks and a smile that could light up a room. But still we prayed.
Another year passed and we continued to pray. Last year our prayers echoed those of the year before. We cried out asking God to bring her home soon and to help us endure the wait. We still did not know the child we were praying for. But still we prayed.
This year our prayers are a little different. They are filled with Thanksgiving for our precious Annalise. The beautiful 3 1/2 year old whose belly laugh and smile now fill our home. The charming, mischievous little girl who loves to close doors and turn off lights. Who squeals as she steals things from her big sister and runs away with them. We are thankful! So very thankful!
Unfortunately, our Little A did not get to truly experience her first Thanksgiving home thanks to illness. There is no family picture to document our first holiday with her but there was plenty of cuddles, motrin, pedialite and temperature taking and that is just fine. We are thankful she is home and knows the love of her forever family, thankful that we could offer comfort when she was ill, thankful for the sweet smile on her lips as her fever broke, thankful that we have many more days to celebrate with her.
We are thankful that we were chosen to be her family! Thankful for the gift that has been given to us through another. Thankful for birth parents who chose life for their daughter and because of them we can celebrate with thanksgiving.
Thursday, November 6, 2014
What's Up and Where We Are
It is time for a much overdo update on this here blog. Life has kind of resembled a three ring circus since coming home with Little A. We keep thinking we will hit our stride with a new normal but just when we think we have hit that new normal something else comes our way.
We have been home just a little over 2 months now and it is so very hard to imagine that there was a time when Little A was not a part of our family. Even in the mud and muck of the hard days it just feels right. It is obvious that God handpicked this little one for our family. He knew we needed her as much as she needed a forever family and we are forever changed.
Our weeks have been full of appointments and therapies and just trying to figure the new normal out. Each week Little A has physical therapy, occupational therapy, and speech therapy. We are anxiously awaiting the day the language explosion hits. This little one is so very expressive and certainly has a story to share, we just need to help her find her voice. She is an OT and PT rockstar and is showing improvement daily in her body strength and coordination.
Over the past two weeks we have seen the orthopedist, orthotist, dentist, audiologist and ENT and tomorrow Little A will undergo an MRI of her brain. I feel tired just typing all of this and must say we are all a little exhausted but we want our girl to receive the treatment and help she needs to soar. Overall, the consensus is she is doing great and will continue to excel with therapy and time. I would be lying if I said I was not a little anxious about tomorrow's test. The results will most likely confirm what we already know so I am trying not to get too worked up over it.
Overall we are doing pretty well. We are taking one day at a time - sometimes one hour at a time and just reveling in the family that God has knit together.
We have been home just a little over 2 months now and it is so very hard to imagine that there was a time when Little A was not a part of our family. Even in the mud and muck of the hard days it just feels right. It is obvious that God handpicked this little one for our family. He knew we needed her as much as she needed a forever family and we are forever changed.
Our weeks have been full of appointments and therapies and just trying to figure the new normal out. Each week Little A has physical therapy, occupational therapy, and speech therapy. We are anxiously awaiting the day the language explosion hits. This little one is so very expressive and certainly has a story to share, we just need to help her find her voice. She is an OT and PT rockstar and is showing improvement daily in her body strength and coordination.
Over the past two weeks we have seen the orthopedist, orthotist, dentist, audiologist and ENT and tomorrow Little A will undergo an MRI of her brain. I feel tired just typing all of this and must say we are all a little exhausted but we want our girl to receive the treatment and help she needs to soar. Overall, the consensus is she is doing great and will continue to excel with therapy and time. I would be lying if I said I was not a little anxious about tomorrow's test. The results will most likely confirm what we already know so I am trying not to get too worked up over it.
Overall we are doing pretty well. We are taking one day at a time - sometimes one hour at a time and just reveling in the family that God has knit together.
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Special Needs and Labels
Many people have asked us about Little A's medical condition or special needs. We are not offended by this question because it is common knowledge that most children currently being adopted from China have minor to moderate medical conditions. We have also been very open since the beginning of this process that we were adopting through our agency's Child of Promise program which meant our daughter would in fact have a special need or medical condition.
I know many of you have only "met" our precious Little A through pictures but I fully believe in the saying, "A picture is worth a thousand words." One glance at our little one's photo and you know she is simply wonderful! However, as many of you have expressed, she does not appear to have a special need. So the question remains, "Does Little A have a special need or medical condition?"
Daniel and I were careful about sharing information about Little A's medical condition prior to her coming home because this is part of her story and although she does have a medical condition that does and will affect her it does not define her. We are not embarrassed or ashamed of the words special needs nor are we allowing them to have a stronghold on our daughter's life. The fierce mama bear love in me did not want someone to place a label on my daughter before they had an opportunity to meet her, to know her, to love her. We do think it is important to share though because we want others to understand our daughter and her needs.
Our Little A has been diagnosed with cerebral palsy. As far as we can tell it is a mild form of cerebral palsy that mainly affects her hands. She does not let the CP slow her down and is VERY independent. Her gait is slightly affected as is her balance but for the most part she walks quite well. As we meet with doctors and developmental specialists we hope to learn more about her diagnosis and how to best help her thrive.
Our biggest concern and hurdle right now is that Little A has a fairly significant verbal delay. We are amazed daily at how much English she understands but she has very few words in either Chinese or English. She is trying hard to communicate and has learned several words and signs in the short time she has been home but we have a very long road ahead of us. We are uncertain if the verbal delay is associated to the CP or if it is a separate issue but again as we begin to meet with doctors we hope to gain a better understanding of all that is going on.
Please do not be afraid to ask us about our little one's diagnosis, needs, development, etc. We have much to learn about CP and will be happy to share what we have learned with others.
When we received Little A's referral file there was one sentence that jumped out at us, "when you meet this little girl, you must like her" and there is no doubt about it. She is absolutely charming and when you meet her I am pretty sure you will like her!
I know many of you have only "met" our precious Little A through pictures but I fully believe in the saying, "A picture is worth a thousand words." One glance at our little one's photo and you know she is simply wonderful! However, as many of you have expressed, she does not appear to have a special need. So the question remains, "Does Little A have a special need or medical condition?"
Daniel and I were careful about sharing information about Little A's medical condition prior to her coming home because this is part of her story and although she does have a medical condition that does and will affect her it does not define her. We are not embarrassed or ashamed of the words special needs nor are we allowing them to have a stronghold on our daughter's life. The fierce mama bear love in me did not want someone to place a label on my daughter before they had an opportunity to meet her, to know her, to love her. We do think it is important to share though because we want others to understand our daughter and her needs.
Our Little A has been diagnosed with cerebral palsy. As far as we can tell it is a mild form of cerebral palsy that mainly affects her hands. She does not let the CP slow her down and is VERY independent. Her gait is slightly affected as is her balance but for the most part she walks quite well. As we meet with doctors and developmental specialists we hope to learn more about her diagnosis and how to best help her thrive.
Our biggest concern and hurdle right now is that Little A has a fairly significant verbal delay. We are amazed daily at how much English she understands but she has very few words in either Chinese or English. She is trying hard to communicate and has learned several words and signs in the short time she has been home but we have a very long road ahead of us. We are uncertain if the verbal delay is associated to the CP or if it is a separate issue but again as we begin to meet with doctors we hope to gain a better understanding of all that is going on.
Please do not be afraid to ask us about our little one's diagnosis, needs, development, etc. We have much to learn about CP and will be happy to share what we have learned with others.
When we received Little A's referral file there was one sentence that jumped out at us, "when you meet this little girl, you must like her" and there is no doubt about it. She is absolutely charming and when you meet her I am pretty sure you will like her!
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Baby Steps
Baby steps...baby steps....baby steps! We are making baby steps!
Jet lag is still hanging around the Cooley household but I think we are beginning to see a light at the end of the tunnel and a glimpse of the new normal or at least the temporary new normal, as I am sure things will be in a constant state of flux for a little while.
Daniel returned to work today, the girls and I were up, showered, dressed and had breakfast by 10:30am (which is an absolute miracle in itself), we had a visit from a friend, lunch and now Little A is sleeping and E is having quiet time. Ahhhh, it feels good!
Not only are we making baby steps in our schedule and return to routine but we are making baby steps in the areas of attachment and bonding. Little A is now allowing Daniel to hold her, bathe her, help her, etc. and we often hear "Hi, BaBa" over and over again. However, she also uses this new found love for Ba Ba to try and control situations and ignore Mama. Baby steps people, baby steps.
Attachment and bonding is a tricky thing. Just when you think things are going a certain direction they change. It is not always easy to manage and sometimes it is just plain hard but we are thankful for little glimpses of growth. The road before us is long and there are times it will most certainly leave us feeling weary but we will just continue to take baby steps, taking one day at a time sometimes one hour or even minute at a time.
Jet lag is still hanging around the Cooley household but I think we are beginning to see a light at the end of the tunnel and a glimpse of the new normal or at least the temporary new normal, as I am sure things will be in a constant state of flux for a little while.
Daniel returned to work today, the girls and I were up, showered, dressed and had breakfast by 10:30am (which is an absolute miracle in itself), we had a visit from a friend, lunch and now Little A is sleeping and E is having quiet time. Ahhhh, it feels good!
Not only are we making baby steps in our schedule and return to routine but we are making baby steps in the areas of attachment and bonding. Little A is now allowing Daniel to hold her, bathe her, help her, etc. and we often hear "Hi, BaBa" over and over again. However, she also uses this new found love for Ba Ba to try and control situations and ignore Mama. Baby steps people, baby steps.
Attachment and bonding is a tricky thing. Just when you think things are going a certain direction they change. It is not always easy to manage and sometimes it is just plain hard but we are thankful for little glimpses of growth. The road before us is long and there are times it will most certainly leave us feeling weary but we will just continue to take baby steps, taking one day at a time sometimes one hour or even minute at a time.
2 weeks in our arms
September 1, 2014
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Preparation for Coming Home
As we prepare to come home Daniel & I feel that we need to work on attachment and bonding. It is extremely important that Annalise learns who her family is. Daniel and I need to establish our roles as Mama and Baba. We are making good progress and feel like she is bonding with us but there are also times when she will seek help from someone else rather than allowing us to meet her needs.
Thankfully we are making great strides in attachment and bonding with our sweet girl but we have a LONG and possibly hard road ahead of us.
To this end, for an undetermined amount of time, we would ask:
- Please do not pick up Annalise, even if she's standing with us and reaches her arms out to you. She is very social and has the most beautiful smile you will ever see and so it is natural that you would want to hold her. We are still establishing boundaries.
- If Annalise falls down please do not pick her up or comfort her (unless she is seriously injured and we are not near by). She needs to learn to accept comfort from Mama and Baba. She will probably fall often as her balance is not very good. It may be hard to watch her struggle to stand up but we will help her if it is necessary.
- Along the same lines of #2 - Please direct Annalise to either Daniel or I for help. This includes going to the restroom, washing hands, opening things, etc.
- Please do not feed her anything or hand a present directly to her. Any toys or gifts should be given to us, and we will hand it to her. This will help with confusion for her as she continues to figure out life with Mama, Baba and Jie Jie.
- Please be patient with Daniel and I in how we handle her tantrums. There may be times we turn our backs on her and allow her to scream and yell or roll around on the floor. You may think our tone is harsh or that we are being unkind by allowing her to cry. Again, we are establishing boundaries and discipline with her. Despite being loved by her foster family and neighbors discipline and boundaries may not have always been very clear.
- Please do not correct Annalise if she does something wrong. Bring it to our attention and we will deal with it immediately. Annalise needs to learn that correction and discipline come from Mama and Baba first.
While this list may seem a little strange or restrictive it is because we love our girl and want what is best for her. She is part of our family forever and so there will be plenty of time for you to love on her in the ways we are asking you to avoid initially. Also, it may not be imperative that we hold to these restrictions very long. It will all depend on how things progress once we return home.
It is obvious that Annalise was well loved by her foster family and it is our understanding that many of the neighbors were involved in her life as well including helping with her walking and physical therapy.
The positive side of this is that our girl has attached before, knows what it means to be cared for and is very social. She loves people and loves to go, go, go. The negative side of this is that our girl was probably a little spoiled and this has definitely led to some challenges as we set boundaries with her. It also could possibly make it difficult for us to establish authority in her life as her parents because she has probably often looked to many to meet her needs.
We have read several books, been through extensive training and read a number of blogs written by other adoptive families concerning attachment. Each family is different and the needs of their child or children may also be different but one thing that is universal is that attachment and trust must be developed between the child and parent, and so we are asking a couple things from our friends and church family.
We appreciate and value your prayers more than we can express. This is a time of transition for all of us. We are so thankful to have you on this journey with us and cannot wait for you to meet our girl!
Friday, August 22, 2014
Saying Goodbye
Today was the day we boarded a plane and took our daughter away from the place she has known as home for the last 3.5 years. The place full of familiar sights, smells and sounds. The place where she was most likely born.
It was a tough day for us. Tough for many reasons. Our sweet girl is grieving. Her grief is real and it is hard. We have no idea what she has experienced in her short life. We do not know the trauma or the pain but we can see that it is there.
It was tough because I knew her life was changing and would never be the same. As our plane departed Wuhan, Little A cried because she did not want to wear her seat belt and Mama cried because my heart was breaking for my little girl, her birth family and her foster family.
We have said goodbye to Wuhan and are now in the final leg of our journey in Guangzhou. At the end of this week we will say goodbye again as we leave China and begin our new adventure in the US.
I have never liked goodbyes and I am sure this one will be hard but I cannot wait to begin our life as a family of 4 at home.
It was a tough day for us. Tough for many reasons. Our sweet girl is grieving. Her grief is real and it is hard. We have no idea what she has experienced in her short life. We do not know the trauma or the pain but we can see that it is there.
It was tough because I knew her life was changing and would never be the same. As our plane departed Wuhan, Little A cried because she did not want to wear her seat belt and Mama cried because my heart was breaking for my little girl, her birth family and her foster family.
We have said goodbye to Wuhan and are now in the final leg of our journey in Guangzhou. At the end of this week we will say goodbye again as we leave China and begin our new adventure in the US.
I have never liked goodbyes and I am sure this one will be hard but I cannot wait to begin our life as a family of 4 at home.
Monday, August 18, 2014
Gotcha!
Words cannot express the events of this morning. Two worlds collided as we met our daughter for the first time. It was a whirlwind of action and excitement and nothing at all like I expected it to be.
Daniel and I were filling out paperwork with the rest of our group when we heard some noise from behind. As we turned around our daughter was being carried into the room. Immediately the tears began to flow down my cheeks. Of course we were told to finish our paperwork and that they would call us one family at a time to meet our children. As we completed our task the caregiver who brought Annalise in was showing her our photo book and pointing to us. After a few minutes while we were still at the table the caregiver took A over to meet her Jie Jie. Annalise immediately began calling Eleanor, Jie Jie (Big Sister). My heart was bursting with joy.
We finally walked over to meet sweet Little A. Our girl was timid and definitely scared. We have her now. She is ours. There are no more sleeps separating us and no more distance. We have a long road ahead of us as we begin our attachment and bonding but we are on the road together.
A happy road.
Daniel and I were filling out paperwork with the rest of our group when we heard some noise from behind. As we turned around our daughter was being carried into the room. Immediately the tears began to flow down my cheeks. Of course we were told to finish our paperwork and that they would call us one family at a time to meet our children. As we completed our task the caregiver who brought Annalise in was showing her our photo book and pointing to us. After a few minutes while we were still at the table the caregiver took A over to meet her Jie Jie. Annalise immediately began calling Eleanor, Jie Jie (Big Sister). My heart was bursting with joy.
We finally walked over to meet sweet Little A. Our girl was timid and definitely scared. We have her now. She is ours. There are no more sleeps separating us and no more distance. We have a long road ahead of us as we begin our attachment and bonding but we are on the road together.
A happy road.
Sunday, August 17, 2014
Tomorrow
Today as we landed in Wuhan I was suddenly overcome with emotion. We were finally in the same province as our daughter. As we drove the one hour from the airport to our hotel my eyes were fixed upon our surroundings. I wanted to take it all in. To remember. To embed the sights in my mind. This is a piece of her. As we crossed the Yangtze River on the First Bridge, caught our first glimpse of the Yellow Crane Tower, drove to the city center, all I could think of was our girl.
We received 2 new pictures of her today and tears welled up in my eyes. Big sister said, "she looks so happy it makes my eyes a little teary." Our sweet girl did look so very happy. She is healthy and growing. Joy radiates from her little face. Again the rush of emotions swelled up within.
Tonight as I prepare to sleep I am thinking of our girl sleeping in her bed in her foster mother's room. This is the last night she will sleep there. Tomorrow she will be in our hotel room in the crib that is awaiting her. Tomorrow morning her foster mother will take her to the orphanage and say goodbye. I can only imagine that bitter-sweet moment. My heart is breaking for my girl and for her foster mom. My heart is overflowing with gratitude for the woman who has cared for our daughter for the past 22 months. As I look back at the pictures we received today I know that Little A has been well cared for. She has been loved. She has been wanted.
We will most likely not have the opportunity to meet Little A's foster mother but if I could meet her I would say thank you. Thank you for loving our daughter. Thank you for investing in her life.
So tomorrow begins a new chapter in our journey. A page will be turned and we will no longer be a family of 3. We are here Little A and tomorrow we will no longer be apart!
We received 2 new pictures of her today and tears welled up in my eyes. Big sister said, "she looks so happy it makes my eyes a little teary." Our sweet girl did look so very happy. She is healthy and growing. Joy radiates from her little face. Again the rush of emotions swelled up within.
Tonight as I prepare to sleep I am thinking of our girl sleeping in her bed in her foster mother's room. This is the last night she will sleep there. Tomorrow she will be in our hotel room in the crib that is awaiting her. Tomorrow morning her foster mother will take her to the orphanage and say goodbye. I can only imagine that bitter-sweet moment. My heart is breaking for my girl and for her foster mom. My heart is overflowing with gratitude for the woman who has cared for our daughter for the past 22 months. As I look back at the pictures we received today I know that Little A has been well cared for. She has been loved. She has been wanted.
We will most likely not have the opportunity to meet Little A's foster mother but if I could meet her I would say thank you. Thank you for loving our daughter. Thank you for investing in her life.
So tomorrow begins a new chapter in our journey. A page will be turned and we will no longer be a family of 3. We are here Little A and tomorrow we will no longer be apart!
Wednesday, August 13, 2014
On Our Way
Today as we board a plane to the other side of the ocean we will begin the journey to the culmination of this almost 2 year adoption process. Words cannot begin to express the emotions we each are feeling. I am not the same person I was on September 18, 2012 when we sent our first application to Holt International. God has stretched me and changed me, buffed away some rough edges, pointed out some areas that need work and taught me to trust in ways I have never trusted before.
This evening we will be on our way to our youngest daughter. A child we have longed for over the past 4 years. A precious little girl whom we have prayed for and fallen deeply in love with.
I cannot help but think of her birth family today. A mama and a daddy who for whatever reason knew they were unable to care for our girl and made a tremendous sacrifice. I wish we could meet them. I wish we could tell them that we love their child. That we will always try to do what is right for her. That she will be valued and cherished. We pray for them often, knowing nothing of their circumstances, but thankful that they chose life for their daughter so that she can now become our daughter.
As I write this my heart breaks for our daughter. As much as we long to bring her home we know that she is losing much - her birth country, birth family, foster family, language and more. She will gain much as well but we do not want to overlook her loss. Her loss is our gain. She will grieve and we will grieve with her. She will find joy and we will be joyful with her.
So today as we board the plane that will bring us to our daughter my heart is a little heavy. Of course we are excited and so very thankful but this joyous moment in our hearts is possibly at the expense of great sorrow for others.
We are coming Little A. We are coming!
This evening we will be on our way to our youngest daughter. A child we have longed for over the past 4 years. A precious little girl whom we have prayed for and fallen deeply in love with.
I cannot help but think of her birth family today. A mama and a daddy who for whatever reason knew they were unable to care for our girl and made a tremendous sacrifice. I wish we could meet them. I wish we could tell them that we love their child. That we will always try to do what is right for her. That she will be valued and cherished. We pray for them often, knowing nothing of their circumstances, but thankful that they chose life for their daughter so that she can now become our daughter.
As I write this my heart breaks for our daughter. As much as we long to bring her home we know that she is losing much - her birth country, birth family, foster family, language and more. She will gain much as well but we do not want to overlook her loss. Her loss is our gain. She will grieve and we will grieve with her. She will find joy and we will be joyful with her.
So today as we board the plane that will bring us to our daughter my heart is a little heavy. Of course we are excited and so very thankful but this joyous moment in our hearts is possibly at the expense of great sorrow for others.
We are coming Little A. We are coming!
Friday, April 4, 2014
Silence
There has been a long silence on our blog. Days, weeks, even months have passed since our last post. I have several posts swirling around in my head including our referral day post and Little A's 3rd birthday post but to be honest it is hard for me to sit and write about our precious Little A while we continue to wait.
We have had to wait almost 2 months for a specific clearance form in order for our home study to be resubmitted for approval by DCFS and USCIS. For those who do not know, we had to have our home study updated due to Little A's age and biographical description. The home study must contain exact wording that shows that Little A is a good match for our family.
Just yesterday we received word that our clearance form had been received and our home study would be resubmitted. Praise God!
The past two months have been some of the most difficult waiting room moments in our adoption process. I have pictures and videos of my precious daughter who is thousands of miles away but I cannot go to her. Each day I look at her face in the photographs, full of joy and wonder, and my arms ache to hold her. I want to be able to touch her face and memorize everything about her. I want to hear her giggle and know the sound of her voice. I know the day is coming when all of these things will take place but the wait is hard.
As hard as the past two months have been I also realize that our wait has been considerably shorter than the wait other friends have endured. We have dear friends who have had their referral almost 18 months and they continue to wait, other friends waited 6 years for their referral and others continue to await a referral. Adoption is not for the faint of heart. There are many unknowns, many challenges and many hours spent in the waiting room. We do not know when we will travel to bring Little A home but as we wait I want to wait with grace. It is my desire to honor my daughter and my heavenly Father in the waiting room. Sometimes silence is necessary in order to wait well.
We will continue to wait and we will continue to pray and one day (hopefully soon) we will be able to declare, "She is ours, our precious Annalise has come home. Praise God for all He has done!"
We have had to wait almost 2 months for a specific clearance form in order for our home study to be resubmitted for approval by DCFS and USCIS. For those who do not know, we had to have our home study updated due to Little A's age and biographical description. The home study must contain exact wording that shows that Little A is a good match for our family.
Just yesterday we received word that our clearance form had been received and our home study would be resubmitted. Praise God!
The past two months have been some of the most difficult waiting room moments in our adoption process. I have pictures and videos of my precious daughter who is thousands of miles away but I cannot go to her. Each day I look at her face in the photographs, full of joy and wonder, and my arms ache to hold her. I want to be able to touch her face and memorize everything about her. I want to hear her giggle and know the sound of her voice. I know the day is coming when all of these things will take place but the wait is hard.
As hard as the past two months have been I also realize that our wait has been considerably shorter than the wait other friends have endured. We have dear friends who have had their referral almost 18 months and they continue to wait, other friends waited 6 years for their referral and others continue to await a referral. Adoption is not for the faint of heart. There are many unknowns, many challenges and many hours spent in the waiting room. We do not know when we will travel to bring Little A home but as we wait I want to wait with grace. It is my desire to honor my daughter and my heavenly Father in the waiting room. Sometimes silence is necessary in order to wait well.
We will continue to wait and we will continue to pray and one day (hopefully soon) we will be able to declare, "She is ours, our precious Annalise has come home. Praise God for all He has done!"
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Trust
"Trust in the Lord with ALL your heart and do not lean on your own understanding. In ALL your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight."
Proverbs 3:5-6
At the beginning of October, Daniel's mom asked us if there were certain scriptures we had been praying for our adoption or Little A. At the time there was not a specific verse or verses but it caused us to pause and to begin thinking about what verses we would like to have represent our adoption journey.
Eleanor was quite adamant that we should use Proverbs 3:5-6. She had recently
learned these verses at school and she wanted them to be our adoption
verses. At first I was not sure
these were the verses we should use but I soon realized these were the perfect verses to pray over our adoption journey. I want our adoption
story to be God’s story. I want
to trust God to lead us to our Little A. We had already taken great steps of faith and I want us to continue to live lives that are characterized by trusting God even when things do not look as we had expected.
“Trust in the Lord with all your heart and do not lean on
your own understanding. In all
your ways acknowledge Him and He will make your paths straight.”
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
Our Christmas Wish for Little A
Little A,
Our wish for you this Christmas is that you would know that you are loved and you are wanted. The baby who came and was placed in the manger over 2000 years ago came for you. He came that you might have a relationship with your Heavenly Father, God. Little A, you have a Heavenly Father who loves you much more than any of us can ever comprehend. He formed you in your birth mother's womb, He protected you and gave you life. He watched over you as you grew and continues to watch over you now as you await your forever family and He is watching over us too.
Of course, I wish you were here with us as we celebrate Christmas and the birth of Christ, but ultimately my wish for you is that you would one day personally know the one whom we celebrate today.
I pray that today you would know you are loved. I pray you would not be afraid or lonely. I pray you would feel the love of Christ enveloping you and that you would hear Him whisper in your heart, "I created you, I love you, you are mine and you are wanted."
Merry Christmas, Little A. Hoping and praying you will be with us next Christmas.
Our wish for you this Christmas is that you would know that you are loved and you are wanted. The baby who came and was placed in the manger over 2000 years ago came for you. He came that you might have a relationship with your Heavenly Father, God. Little A, you have a Heavenly Father who loves you much more than any of us can ever comprehend. He formed you in your birth mother's womb, He protected you and gave you life. He watched over you as you grew and continues to watch over you now as you await your forever family and He is watching over us too.
Of course, I wish you were here with us as we celebrate Christmas and the birth of Christ, but ultimately my wish for you is that you would one day personally know the one whom we celebrate today.
I pray that today you would know you are loved. I pray you would not be afraid or lonely. I pray you would feel the love of Christ enveloping you and that you would hear Him whisper in your heart, "I created you, I love you, you are mine and you are wanted."
Merry Christmas, Little A. Hoping and praying you will be with us next Christmas.
Thursday, November 28, 2013
A Letter to Little A on Thanksgiving Day
Little A,
Last year at this time we had just begun the adoption process and the journey that would lead us to you. This year, we had hoped we would have our referral and had seen your face by today but that was not the plan. We continue to await our referral. We continue to await the introduction to our little ladybug. Today we are celebrating Thanksgiving and giving thanks for the many blessings in our lives. We have so very much to be thankful for. Little A, we are thankful for you. We are thankful for the ways you have already impacted our family and we have yet to meet you. We are thankful for your life. You were fearfully and wonderfully made by your Heavenly Father and we cannot wait to get to know you. We are thankful for your birth parents and for the gift of life they gave to you. We are thankful for our adoption agency and the people who are working hard to bring you home to your forever family. We are thankful for the people who are caring for you while you are away from us. Most of all we are thankful to God for calling us into this wonderful adventure of adoption and for watching over you until it is time for you to come home.
We love you Little A and are praying that you will be here to celebrate Thanksgiving with us next year!
Love,
Mama, Daddy and E
Last year at this time we had just begun the adoption process and the journey that would lead us to you. This year, we had hoped we would have our referral and had seen your face by today but that was not the plan. We continue to await our referral. We continue to await the introduction to our little ladybug. Today we are celebrating Thanksgiving and giving thanks for the many blessings in our lives. We have so very much to be thankful for. Little A, we are thankful for you. We are thankful for the ways you have already impacted our family and we have yet to meet you. We are thankful for your life. You were fearfully and wonderfully made by your Heavenly Father and we cannot wait to get to know you. We are thankful for your birth parents and for the gift of life they gave to you. We are thankful for our adoption agency and the people who are working hard to bring you home to your forever family. We are thankful for the people who are caring for you while you are away from us. Most of all we are thankful to God for calling us into this wonderful adventure of adoption and for watching over you until it is time for you to come home.
We love you Little A and are praying that you will be here to celebrate Thanksgiving with us next year!
Love,
Mama, Daddy and E
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