In this post I will be very transparent! I'm not complaining, just being "real" about how things are going. I want to be honest about our blessings and struggles so as not to paint a false reality for anyone else considering adoption. Marlee is an absolute joy. She's beautiful, healthy, funny, sweet, strong & difficult! I know many, many people were praying for her to bond with me. Well, please stop praying that now! Of course, I'm kidding...but she's done a complete 180 since Doug went back to work. He can't do anything for her now and she's attached to my hip all waking hours. As much as I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the snuggling, it's a very needy state for her, and draining for me. We thought that she had
bonded with Doug in China, but you can't be bonded to someone then after one 10 hour shift of work, not want them anymore AT ALL! I don't really have a name for what she had with Doug, but bonded was not it. I'm not sure what "bonded" will look like, or how I'll even know when she feels that way, but I certainly don't right now. Much of these things were completely expected, but it's easy to sit on the outside of a situation and think about the facts of how it could be. It's completely different when you are in the situation and it's your daughter and your future. As I say all these things it looks like we're really struggling and not doing well. That's actually not true at all....she smiles, plays, sleeps well, eats well and is obviously happy a lot. It's just really draining on me when she can't be put down for 1 second! As much as I prayed for her to bond with me, this was not what I had in mind. I guess I just want her to be comfortable enough at home that she's ok to play and allow me to leave the room for a minute (I have to go to the bathroom sometimes). I know it will come! I'm frustrated today because Maggie is sick with some sort of virus and I can't even comfort or take care of her because I have Marlee on my hip and I want to keep her healthy.
I'm also having a hard time feeling in the Christmas spirit because I'm just tired. I'm tired of my house being a wreck (I haven't gotten everything straight after unpacking) because I'm trying to clean house holding a baby. I'm tired of the crying that goes on anytime she's put down (but she stops the second I pick her up). I'm tired of feeling like I have to be so darn happy every second now that she's home. I'm tired of being the only one who can do anything for her, and I'm tired because I have 2 other children that aren't sleeping well and I'm up at all hours caring for them. I know there are some people reading this who want to punch me in the face and say, "you've waited 6 years for her and now you're complaining???? Maybe you should have been happy with the 2 kids you already had & not put more on your plate". I read a blog post somewhere this past year & wish so bad that I could find it again. It was basically an adoptive mom writing about how hard adoption is. The point was, adoption is different from giving birth to a baby. Don't tell an adoptive parent all the things that worked with your biological child & how it will help them. Don't tell adoptive parents that this was a mistake or they should have really thought this through before adopting. Don't act like if the adopted child isn't perfect that this was a mistake or something is wrong with them. Instead, let the parents vent, let them cry, let them say things aren't perfect and just listen. Every adoptive situation is different because every child's situation since birth is different. Some children have a past that is terrible, horrible and can't be imagined. Others had good care in their past and are dealing with all the ramifications of adjusting to a new environment, new culture, new food, smells, a new life. It's hard on everyone. But with that being said, it's a perfect model of the grace that God extends me as a believer. I came to Him with so much baggage, garbage, junk and a sinful heart from my past. He took me in as His child with all the trash that came with me. He didn't care...He knew it all. And as Marlee is going to want her foster mother, the home where she's lived for the last year, the smells, food, and life she's used to, she's going to push us away time and time again. She wants what's comfortable to her, what she knows, even if it's not what's best for her future. We can tell her over and over again (and we do), "Marlee, we love you. We will take care of you. You are o.k., You have 2 sisters who love you. You have a warm bed and good food. We have plans for your future and you're going to be well taken care of." How many times do I hunger and want the things of this world, the things I know and I'm used to? I'm sure God is saying to me, "Rachel, I love you. I will take care of you. You are o.k., I have a place prepared for you. I will always give you the food and shelter you need. I've placed your name in my book and you have a place with me for eternity." Adoption is such a parallel to salvation. We are all adopted as children of the King and it's becoming more and more real to me each day. So, for all the struggles we're having this week, I wouldn't change a thing. It's all been perfectly orchestrated by the One who knows better than I do and I can't wait to see what tomorrow brings.