Abram turned 4 November 30, 2011. Yes that was 6 months ago. But never to late for an update. When he woke up that morning we told him he was four and showed him the number on his fingers. He spent the next two weeks waking up and telling us he was four. And saying it multiple times throughout the days. One of his favorite things to do is swim. He's like a small fish. He jumps right in without fear (scary but fun). Since his birthday was close to winter yet he loves to swim we had a "Polar Bear Plunge" party for him! It was a lot of fun having friends and family to celebrate and swim with. Swimming in the winter might become his birthday tradition. We are so thankful for our little four year old boy!!!
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
A Reflection on Mother's Day
Last Mother's Day was a lot different than this years Mother's Day. It was technically my first Mother's Day. We had already gone to Ethiopia for our court date and Bruike and Sitotawe had become Abram and Ellis Wells which was something to celebrate. The hard part was they were not with us for Mother's Day. At the time we were back in the States waiting for the approval to go back and get the boys for good.
I knew it was going to be a hard day because it was a Sunday. We were going to church and there was going to be a baby dedication and I was going to see people I love and people that love me and I knew they were going to wish me a Happy Mother's Day. All wonderful and beautiful things yet all things I knew were going to make me cry. So that's what I did. I held it in as much as I could but spent a lot of the day in tears being thankful to be a Mom but sad that I couldn't be with my boys at the time.
Now that we've had the boys for a year, days like last Mothers Day seem so insignificant. I had hard days through the adoption process but being with the boys makes it feel like it was nothing. What I thought seemed like the hardest thing I'd ever done now seems like no big deal. I think about this good news trumping bad news kind of thing in a lot of areas in my life. Probably all. But especially in Mothering. Sometimes I feel isolated, without purpose, lacking in knowledge, and exhausted. But at the same time I can't rid of the peace and joy that comes from knowing I'm doing what I was created to do. I know that ultimately God is in control of their lives and if I'm being faithful than that's all I can do.
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