What A Day

What a day. :O)) Every day is what a day at our home with cleaning, cooking, shopping, knitting and the list goes on and on.  Trying to finish up a few blankets for the children so when they come home they have their very own blankets made by their momma :O)) I know it would probably be cheaper in the long run and much easier to just buy one already made but with each of my children, grandchildren, nieces, nephews and very close friends I make each of their children a blanket or something from my heart. As my fingers move the yard in and out of the crochet hook I vision the days ahead as it is wrapped around my babies.  Yes I am in love with our babies.

Today as we have been working on my daughter's nursery she giggled.  During this time as I helped her prepare for her new son I was also preparing for our little ones.  Much like twins they are.:O)) Being that they are 18 months apart the little girl Genie is much younger that little Jake. And yet she is bigger and looks so much like her older brother. She is full of voice and he is quiet.. She is a wild girl and he just sits and watches. So difference but so much alike.. each day we seem to be hitting a little closer to meeting the goal of the funds we need.  At the moment we are only needing the remaining agency funds of $11,250.00  Starting off at well over $30,000.00 in arrears we have slowly saved, raised and added to our adoption funds. Adoption is costly but no other way I could enjoy better to be in debt. There should never be a dollar stand the way of a child having a home and a family.  With these two children the odds were against them both having CF.  With the little guy aging out he would have been transferred last year and their was very little hope of them both being adopted.  After I read the story of each child we knew these children needed a chance and some hope for a future outside the walls of an orphanage.  In 20 years I have learned there is not one orphanage is a home.  Some caregivers are kind and caring yet others are cruel and could care less. Some orphanages filled with beautiful murals and others with walls of grey paint.  The same type of paint that I once viewed day after day at the schools on a military base. The windows with cracks where the air would sweep through and chill the room. Often many orphanages have thin carpets over concrete floors.  And then there were the ones just a grey floor. 

Our family has been very lucky with these children adoptions we were able to see a few photos of each of them when they were younger. Something we will always cherish getting to glimpse into their younger years. And imagining what they were like as little babies.  Something a lot of us take for granted with our own birth children being able to see them shortly after giving birth.  I am not sure exactly which smile or giggle I enjoyed the most with each child just being able to watch them smile is the biggest joy for me.  I have been bless and yet I do not deserve such beautiful children. I will cherish each day and I pray I do not over hold them. :O)) For I know for the first couple months their little feet will not touch the ground. Let this time pass by where we raise these funds. Oh how I hate that funds is keeping us apart from one another.  I hate that things happened in our adoption to where there were delays towards the end. But pretty soon they will be in arms and till then I will pray and pray for both our children.. Missing you both tonight, Momma :O))