ADOPTING A CHILD WON'T CHANGE THE WORLD,
BUT FOR THAT CHILD, THE WORLD WILL CHANGE.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Reality of Older Child Adoption

Maybe those Americans will just go away if I don't look at them, and don't you dare touch my backpack. And three hours of pure sadness, confusion and lots of tears. It is not always 100% cute.

It would not be fair for me to only post our highlights and how cute our new son really is without giving the harsh reality of posting the truth about what it is like to adopt an older child. This is what we experienced this afternoon, all of which would be so much easier to deal with if we were in the comforts of our own home, not in a hotel in a city so far from our loved ones. And while we know that time will heal many of his wounds, it is still a sad reality that any child has to endure this at such a young age. Bryson has no idea right now that his little life is going to change for the better as all he knows is living in an orphanage. The same orphanage that he grieved for hours this afternoon crying, screaming and so very sad. He is also the little boy that his feet are so dirty and calloused that I can not even get all the dirt off in one hour of soaking in the tub. He is also the same little boy that is saving food in his backpack to make sure he gets to eat later. He is the same little boy that at meals is shoveling in his food so fast he is choking. I do know that all this shall pass, but as a mother, as another human being, this is very difficult to watch. I am posting not just the pure cuteness so more people can rejoice with us when we see his little feet straight, when he can sit at the table without shoveling food in fear he is not going to get enough and his backpack is filled with toys and not food! Little things, but huge in the life of an adoptive family of an older child.

Asking that you now redirect all your prayers to these issues listed above. I read this verse today. It made me think of Bryson as the sparrow and me the momma making a nest for him to feel secure, loved and a place of rest. "Even the sparrow has found a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young- a place near your altar, O Lord Almighty, my King and my God." Psalms 84:3

9 comments:

Karen said...

Praying for Bryson. I know you've adopted an older child before, but I am sure it still tugs at your heart. Praying for peace for Bryson that he will find comfort with you and Robert and know that you are there to take care of him (and keep him fed).

Even with his grieving, he is a precious little boy!

Anonymous said...

Sally,
My stomach feels like it is in a knot, now realizing what Bryson's food situation has been like...he's not nearly as filled out as I thought he was. But his little body actually looks just like my boys' did at that age...they were just skinny little guys (we called Connor "the wire"). They had no interest in eating...it cut into their playtime. Bryson's eyes, nose, cheeks, and hair look just like my boys' at that age. And in a few months, his feet will look just like Connor's too. Thank you for all the updates. I'm so excited about each one.

Love,
Susan

The Straight's said...

Thanks for all the honesty. You are reminding me of how incredibly HARD it was to watch Shelby grieve for her foster mom. No one can prepare you for such deep hurt watching your child in pain and with a pain that you can't make better. It is a good sign he is grieving and "accepting" so early that his little life has changed. Hang in there! It gets better and better each and every day. Praying for you my friend :)

Anonymous said...

it seems like an eternity until you all get home. many thoughts and prayers to you while traveling and making all you appointments. The bathtub picture is super cute. Moving forward every day is one day closer to home. Love you all.Kel.

Nan and Dan said...

I remember that time so well with Danny. It is so hard to just let them grieve. It WILL get better slowly. I can not wait to see the changes as they happen :)
HUGS,
xoxo

Mom Of Many said...

*tears* Thank you for being so honest...we are here to bear his/your burdens...as we lift them to our gracious Father..know that I am praying continually.

Remembering our first day with Isaiah, his sobs were so deep and then he bit me with all his might...and I just cried and cried, knowing how sad his little heart was and he didn't understand how desperately we wanted him...

Oh how my heart hurts for you all...praying sweet girlfriend! Love you!

Anonymous said...

Hi Robert and Sally!

I was finally able to log in and check the blog from Mexico. It's been killing me that I haven't been able to check for the last couple of days. I'm now all caught up and am just soooooo happy that you have Bryson. I'm so sorry to hear of all your challenges (which I'm sure you fully expected), but I know he's got a pretty great life ahead of him. It was hard to read without getting all choked up. I know this is such a special and pivotal time in his life.

I'm thinking of you guys everyday and can't wait to read more.

Little Bryson is one very lucky child and I know he'll have a life overflowing with love. I can't wait to meet him!

I'll check again soon and send some more thoughts.....

Jamie

Anonymous said...

Hey mothe turn on skype so justin can see my asian buddy.4:15 our time love lu

Anonymous said...

Sally and Robert,

Bless his little heart. My goodness, I cannot wait for you to get this little guy home and safe. Your loving home will truly make a difference this little guy's life. Be safe......

Love Always,
Andrea