We have had a rough start, but things are getting better. Andrei is sleeping through the night and taking naps without much difficulty. He enjoys being hugged and snuggled, and he is beginning to ask for "lovesies" as he calls them. Yesterday, he asked Randell for help without being prompted. Eating is also getting better. He is always willing to try something, but does not always like it. We have found a few things that he is eating regularly; sticky rice, toddler turkey little "sticks", Rice Crispy cereal, Fruit Loops, chicken broth, any fruits, boiled eggs, and peanut butter sandwich today. We tried baby food, oatmeal, malt-o-meal, and mash potatoes but did not have much success.
While we were going through the adoption process, I thought that was going to be the most difficult part. The reality is that the work starts now. Adoption is not sugar and spice and everything nice as Randell says. It is hard work to bond for all of us, but it is worth every minute. Please continue to keep us in your prayers as we bond as a family.
Give yogurt and bananas a try, too! Keep up the good work!
ReplyDeleteParenting is never "sugar and spice and everything nice" - but we still love those kids! We are praying for you everyday and every night! Love you guys!
ReplyDeleteI have found that falling in love with your adopted child is a strange yet wonderful thing....and watching them fall in love with you is amazing! :)
ReplyDeleteWe are holding you in our prayers. It sounds like things are going great! Adoption can be likened to an arranged marriage. The true, deep, committed love seals you, the feelings follow in time. :)
ReplyDeleteYou start to notice that cute smile, or the little voice. He starts to notice a kind gesture, or daddy's whiskers or mommy's curls.... and it all fits.
And then, the day comes when you can't remember not being together.
We discovered liquid yogurt (plain) was a common drink at our girls orphanage and they really liked it. I can't think of what it is called! But we buy it.
Erika refused oatmeal. She told the translator it was orphanage food. She didn't come all the way to America to eat Orphanage food. :)
hang in there!! in our experience things will fall into place... we fall in love with a picture and then when they are home we get to learn about all of them and that doesnt always match what was in our imagination. love isnt always a feeling, sometimes its a choice when things are hard. and next thing you know you realize...he is really my son!
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