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A Shower A Long Time Comin’

8.26.12

It’s true what they say about the glow of a mama expecting.

And, that glow may actually seem a bit brighter when the mama has been waiting a long time to hold the title “mama” and hold a child of her own in her arms.

After years of “always the shower attendee, never the mama showered,” she finally had her moment today. 

Showered she was. Complete with games (it is her first, ya’ll. Don’t even think of skipping the games) courtesy of the Overthinker (that be me)–a fun Chinese trivia game, a matching game for Chinese characters with their corresponding English words, and a “sweet messages for the mom” game where ladies wrote little messages of advice or thoughts (we even had some lengthy letters) using the names of all these candy bars.

Hope her friends didn’t think I was the game nazi. There was pretty much no escaping my games.

Lots of ladies there to celebrate with the expectant mama, mama-to-be, mama waiting to hold her son in her arms. Lots of loot, and lots of love. And some special love from a few other mamas who have gone before her to bring their little ones home to China.

The journey of waiting you have been on for so long is almost over, Melissa. Soon, the real adventure begins.

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Click HERE to download my Show What You Know About China game.
Click HERE to download the key to it.
Click HERE to download my matching game–a bit harder but fun nonetheless.
Click HERE to download the key (you’ll need it).

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Posted by Kelly the Overthinker
Filed Under: adoption

O Captain, My Captain

8.24.12

The child who usually has no interest at all in back-to-school related mail perked up a bit at the invitation with his name on it to become a safety. You would have thought an owl delivered it.

Official training was yesterday. And, though he was slightly disappointed that it wasn’t exactly what he was picturing (he had imagined training on fighting an evil robot by jumping over desks and pushing the teacher aside to safety), he was pretty pumped to already get put to work at new student orientation yesterday.

Check this man, out, ya’ll.

And, given how things seem to roll around here, we may just need a member of the safety squad in our own home.
He’s so proud. I’m so proud. I will curse anyone who reminds me that he is starting his last year of elementary school. Just want to make that clear.

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Filed Under: why can't they just stay little forever

My seedlings

8.22.12

Some of my favorite mom moments happen without me even being a part of the moment. You know, listening to the kids playing together nicely in another room (which always seems to happen when I need to be ushering them to bed), overhearing one of their conversations, watching as my husband makes them all laugh.

Yesterday was one of those moments for me.

Soaking in the last days of freedom this week, we spent the afternoon at a local park. Evan found some sort of seed that he got all excited about planting in the dirt where we were sitting under a big ole tree. All three of the big kids got right on into it with him, using sticks and little rocks to carve out a very shallow little hole in the dry dirt where they were convinced this little seed would thrive. They buried it under dusty dirt and used shovels to bring water up to get it off to a good start.

They hunted and found one or two more of the same seeds. More digging, more burying, more watering.
“They can be a family.” – Ashlyn
“Yeah, the big tree is the mama and all the little trees are the babies.” – Evan 

I’m sitting there, just smiling to myself, looking all deep in thought in my reading. 
Then, their hunt turned up some different kinds of seeds. Who know what they were from really. They may have been rocks. Whatever they were, they looked different.
Then, I heard:
“I know, let’s plant all different kinds of seeds. Then, they can be adopted!” – Evan
“Yeah!” – Ashlyn
Digging, burying, watering. Repeat. Until a handful were seemingly safe and sound in the dirt, and it was over. 
Nothing extraordinary. Just my children playing. But, my smile to myself got a little bigger and my heart swelled a bit as I was reminded how comfortable they are with how our family has grown. 
Our adopting our fourth child hasn’t been an issue for our biological children one bit. In their eyes, it’s just how their sister came home. 

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If Susan had asked me…

8.18.12

I am the mother of 3 adopted girls. I find the men I date are okay when I tell them I have 3 daughters, but when they find out they are adopted, and from 3 different countries and not my own biological children, they don’t want to date anymore. Whether I tell them upfront or after a couple of dates, all the men are reacting the same way. They say that they would be okay with it if the girls were biological children and came with child support. Why are these men reacting this way?

Dear Susan,
Please know how sorry I am that you have found yourself here, hurting and discouraged and needing to ask this question. I can only imagine how hard it must be to be considering moving along in a relationship and then to be hurt by words and the sentiment behind them that these men have expressed to you.

You asked the question: “Why are these men reacting this way?” So, I’ll do my best to give an answer to that. These men do not share your same heart, the heart that followed God’s call to make these girls your girls. And, frankly, from what you share here, it doesn’t seem like they are men after God’s heart at all.

In the past, when friends have shared about difficult relationships and asked similar questions (“Why would she do that?” “I don’t understand why he acts this way.”), I typically answer with this–Why wouldn’t she? Why would you expect something different? It is only by God’s grace and His supernatural heart surgery that we’re able to be different. If someone has not experienced heart change through faith by grace, how can we expect him or her to act like he or she has? With hearts unchanged by God, how could you expect these men to act as loving, godly men ready to embrace you and your family as one?

That may answer the question you posed, but perhaps there is an underlying question a bit harder to ask. The words aren’t there, but maybe the feelings are. So, without asking the question myself for you, I want to simply answer it just in case it is there.

You are the mother God called to mother these precious girls. And, He stands with you as you live out that calling every single day. Embrace joy knowing that you have been chosen for this grand purpose of motherhood. As you experience hurt and rejection, do not question that call and doubt His love for you and your family. Trust that He is ever present, ever loving, ever active in your lives. Continue to seek God’s best for your family and trust that if He has a husband set apart for you–which He may or may not–that husband will be one who will share your heart and not place qualifications (like child support) on his love for each member of your family. Thank Him for protecting you from men who are not His best for you and for your daughters. And, take action to surround yourself as a single mother with a community who will remind you of Truth when you are discouraged or finding yourself longing for something you don’t have today. Let people who do share the heart of God pour into you and your girls as you walk the path set before you.

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Filed Under: adoption

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