We can go six fluid weeks without a peep about our adoption and then, blam, an eruption as we’ve experienced in the past few days happens all at once. It’s riding the sine wave up and down in one long stretch towards the moment Someone takes Kira and extends her to us to have and hold for as long as we live. I think that moment will be frought with a difficult decision…will Craig get her first, or will I? We haven’t discussed this between ourselves yet. I think I know the answer. I will want him to hold her first because when I gave birth to the four boys they plopped each one of their bloody messy little wriggling bodies onto my chest. I held them all first. . . but only for a moment because then they were scooped up in a blanket and promptly tended to by the nurses for their measurements, tests, and bath. So as with Kira, Craig can have her for the first few minutes then I will scoop her up and hog her like he hogged all the boys while the doctor finished up with me. If I hadn’t been tied to the bed I’d have come up for a wrestle over my rights for more time. It didn’t help that Craig was so enamored with the newborns that he temporarily lost his mind and forgot about me. Yes, I’ll be the hog after he gets the initial cuddle. Maybe I’ll hire a doctor to join us and take Craig’s blood pressure to make sure he doens’t pass out from the joy and keep him occupied so I can take all the time I want.
All kidding aside, that’s going to be a glorious day in our family. But, there are hoops to jump through before that can occur. It came to our attention yesterday that Donny will be an adult when our adoption is completed so we had to begin the procedure of adding an ammendment to our homestudy. Otherwise our paperwork is ready for us to just hop on the plane once Uganda says “go”. So we are now waiting for Uganda to set our first court date. It will be a relief to get that because our entire lives for the end of 2010 hinge on that one appointment in a courtroom on another continent with a government we hardly know. I get the shivers thinking about it.
Waiting. I think I am getting better at it. I will give credit to God. If I am left to myself I throw a terrible two tantrum when I’m forced to wait. I like things to happen promptly, when I’m ready, and in an efficient manner, because I’m good at organizing my time. As with the coming of all babies the waiting must happen first. Only with this one we don’t know our due date!! Many times that I’ve found myself disheartened and I’m searching my bible for some encouragement there are scriptures that blink like tail lights in the dark, and I follow them where they lead me… it’s always straight to some peace. A settling of all the scattered pieces in my heart happens when the word of God helps me focus on my role in this drama. I’m not the director, I’m just on the stage waiting to be told where to go, what to say and how to do it. I can mess it up, but thankfully I get a few practices to get it right. (Proverbs 16:9 …in his heart a man plans his course but the Lord determines his steps.– that’s one I often need to remember)
My favorite verse about waiting is in Isaiah 64:4 “Since ancient times no one has heard no ear has perceived no eye has seen any God besides you who acts on behalf of those who wait for him.” They were probably not talking about waiting for a court date to adopt a baby in Uganda, but more likely it was about waiting for the Messiah, — still my God has a plan for me and I must wait for it to unfold. And his way will astound me! My way will confound me. That’s not a difficult choice to make.
We also received news from the orphanage that Kira is doing well, happy, growing plump, and sitting up all by herself now. The Aunties at the orphanage sent us thirteen new photos of her. All of us crowded around the computer screen and squealed over how cute she is. It only made us want her more. She was wearing pink and her little afro has been divided into little knots of fuzzy bubbles all over her head. It makes her look so grown up. She has a wide grin, full cheeks, great big eyes– an overall jolly look to her sweet face. She seems to like sucking her first finger. And she’s discovered what she can do with her tongue when a face disappears behind a camera. She has a little black baby doll she’s clinging to in a loving way. This is all so reassuring. I do believe she’s as wide as she is tall! This is exactly how we described Donny when he was a baby. I prefer babies to be plump so this thrills me. She thrills me. This next great event in our lives is going to change all of us forever. We are now just hovering on the brink of it, looking at it from afar wondering what will it feel like. Will it be the perfect bliss? I think so. But we won’t know until we jump into it.
One unexpected gift that landed in our lap was a blog our adoption agent found and shared with us. A group went to Kira’s orphanage to serve there on a mission trip and they posted photos of all the kids and the orphanage. I contacted the author of the blog, Sharon, and she sent me photos! She also was able to tell me about the love and tender care that the children at this orphanage receive. She’s very interested in our adoption story, and we are beginning to get to know eachother. The internet has it’s land mines, but in this case it grew a beautiful garden for me and I am so thankful. Someone was there holding Kira, and I found her to know she’s well and loved and secure. Isn’t God so amazing? I think so. In the photos I can see she won’t be afraid to see white people! I really worried that the babies would think we were ghosts and scream with fright at the sight of us. (that happened to me at one of the churches out in the villages last fall when I was in Uganda.) She was also held by a man, and she seemed perfectly content there. So, she’s not going to have to get used to boys with deep voices, thank goodness, because we have a lot of them.
I asked Sharon what the orphanage needs so we’re going to put together a list. Primarily it’s the funds for the unbelievable amount of diapers they go through. I’ll begin to keep a list and we’ll see what we can all do to help. I am so thankful for the dedication and loving hand they give towards these little ones. They are my modern day heroes. I wish I could post photos of Kira, but I am forbidden until she is handed to us in Uganda. . . but I do share via email if you contact me. Happily.
One more bit of news! I’m full of it today. Normally I would have made this blog into two for fear it would be too long for you but I hope you’ll indulge me this once. When we go to Uganda we’ll have to be there for a minimum of six weeks, but more like eight to ten. We plan to bring Jordan, Kevin and Jack and homeschool the rest of their semester there. That’s a real handfull for me and I asked God to send me help. He did. My niece Emily has just graduated from college with her bachelors, and as she was homeschooled for her entire education she was the ideal person in my mind to help me with the homeschooling. When we mentioned it she promised to commit it to prayer. And God really put it on her heart to come with us and help us with the schooling, and serve with us in the many mission opportunities we’ll have while we are in Kampala. Missions is one of her life’s ambitions. It was an extreme gift from God. She is in prayer now about how she will raise her funding, but we trust God will provide. If she is meant to join us and serve along side us, money will not be an obstacle. It’s my life’s greatest pleasure to see God work like this. What a blessing it will be for me to have this opportunity to work intimately with my niece and love her in a real and deep way. I am so thankful. Please pray for her role in this adventure. She’s stored up a lot of diamonds in heaven already, and I hope to share in this new gathering of treasure for heaven side by side with her.
An Amish proverb~ “Patience is a virtue that carries a lot of wait.”