Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Blogging Deep Into The Night
Ella has been recovering from pneumonia and her sleep schedule is a little off again. Last night, I was up with Ella quite late and she said something that I did not expect. She asked if we could look at her "computer friends."
We adopted Ella when she turned four years old and knowing that she would remember her time in China I wasn't sure what to expect. In the first few months upon coming home, Ella had some pretty awful night terrors in which she woke up begging to go back to China and her nanny Jenny. I would sit and talk with her until she calmed down enough to go back to sleep. I have at times, sat with my daughter, 2 in the morning, in her closet, looking at orphanage pictures while she sobs. I know this is all normal and I try my best to comfort her own feelings. I never want to tell her that what she is feeling is wrong, but what I have tried to do is explain the situation. On the day that Ella left the orphanage, her nanny told her goodbye and explained to her that her momma and papa (baba) were waiting for her. Ella has told me many times "Jenny say bye-bye to Ella." My heart breaks knowing that Ella had to leave someone who loved her so much. I decided a few months ago that I would involve Ella in blogging. I want her know that she is not alone in leaving an orphanage to live with a family. I try to relate Ella's experience with what I can show her on the blogs. Ella LOVES to sit on my lap as we look at different blogs and talk about how all these girls said good-bye to their "Jenny's." I show her how happy these girls are to have a mommy, daddy, siblings, grandparents-whatever the situation may be. I tell her that these little girls on the computer are just like her. They left China because their momma and papa loved and wanted them so much. I always try to make it personal; she is your age, she goes to school like you, she has the same name as you, she has toys like you, she has a family just like you.
So to all the China Adoption blogs I have lurked, stalked and become a regular customer:
Thank You
Thank You for be willing to open up your life
Posting about the good and the bad
Your impact on my daughter's life has been immeasurable
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Saturday, September 13, 2008
I Trained Him Well
DH went out to do some shopping last night-he told me he was going to a sporting good store, but came home an hour later with a Dillard's bag. In the Dillard's bag was 4 pair of Ralph Lauren dress pants that were each $21.25 marked down from $85.00. A savings of $255.00. I am bursting with pride-I taught him well.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Ella - The Party Planner
Ella's Fourth Birthday Party in China - November 8, 2007
Ella wakes up everyday and asks "Is it my birthday, Momma?"
To which I reply "No honey, not today."
And then, like every other day, we start the process of planning her birthday party.
We go through the list of people who are going to be invited to her birthday.
We talk about what kind of cake she is going to have.
We discuss the games that will be played.
We mull over the pinata choice.
We take a strategic approach about which princess dress she should wear.
Ella's birthday is not until November 8th, but she has attended many birthday parties since she came home 10 months ago and desperately wants to have a birthday party.
I am sure in her little mind, she thinks that November 8th will never come.
As her mom, I am not ready to have another birthday party.
I can not image that any type of birthday celebration will compare to her last birthday party. We were in China and Ella had only been in my arms for 4 days.
We were wild in love with this child; she laughed at everything and out giggled her daddy.
Our wonderful guide Jocelyn, helped us order a cake.
We were having a group dinner the night of Ella's birthday and I wanted everyone to sing Happy Birthday to our little girl.
I will never forget the moment the cake was placed in front of Ella, laughing at the fire on the candles, singing and watching her blow out the candles.
The moment is one that I will treasure forever.
Being in China-Ella's homeland, with this precious daughter of mine, surrounded by a fantastic group of people, celebrating her fourth birthday and a new beginning.
For me, November 8th will come soon enough.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
9/11
I will never forget the day that I woke up and my heart stopped.
My hearts still stops whenever I see images from 9/11.
The grief and sadness.
The terror and horror.
The unity of the nation.
Three years after 9/11 on a family vacation to New York City,
I stood at Ground Zero with my kids in silence.
As we were leaving Ground Zero, we watched a new shift of police officers arrive for work.
A crowd gathered around; it was the changing of the guard.
A roll call, assignments given out, salutes, remembering those fallen officers.
I will never forget watching my boys watch them.
Today, they talked about that moment on the way to school.
My youngest said "Mom, I am so glad we live in America."
I told him "Me too."
God Bless This Great Nation.
God Bless America.
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