A Pumpkin's Patch

Every weekend we get to have the girls.  We anxiously patiently wait every week until it's Friday and I can go pick them up.  This past Friday I had a work function and couldn't go so Steve went after work.  It was the best thing we could have done... give the girls some "Daddy time". 


One thing we started to notice last weekend was the girls were coming to me anytime they needed comfort or were unsure.  We wanted and needed to get to a point that they were coming to both of us and were sure of both of us.  So this weekend was "operation Katie stay in the background and offer support". 


Steve picked them up Friday and ran a few errands with them.  I was crazy impressed with how he got it all done and they all enjoyed it.  We all got home just about the same time and then just enjoyed some time cuddling on the couch... these girls are master cuddlers!


Saturday morning we had our first experience with a kinda long distance outing.  We packed up the car and headed an hour outside of town to a pumpkin patch with our ABF class (that's our Sunday school class for those who don't go to our church).  I was pretty amazed that we got out of the house so quickly... we were only 15 min. behind schedule and that was because a time-out was desperately needed. 


So we spent the whole morning at the pumpkin patch.  It was a great time getting to known new people but mostly focusing on being with the girls and having fun with them.  There was lots of laughing and just enjoying being together! 








When we got home from the pumpkin patch both of the girls were passed out.  Our attempts to transfer them to their beds while sleeping blew up in our face when one woke up and FREAKED OUT.  If we were not touching her she was a basket case.  Now I was told by someone she was manipulating me today... but here's the thing.  This is all new.  It's not like she has been with us the last 2 years and everything is familiar.  While she knows us and a bond is growing... it's still new and can be overwhelming.  So at this point... when there is a freak out... like a real one... we will hold them and calm them. 



So in the end we decided since we were trying to work on their bond with Steve and she needed that comfort we just  threw them both into bed with Steve and I ran to Target to run some errands.  It was a great decision. 


Saturday night ended with lots of laughter and my dad came to see everyone for awhile.  It was a sweet time or just learning our "new normal".


Sunday was the first time both Steve and I were on the schedule to help lead worship since we've had the girls.  We were nervous about how it would go with them being there so long...we were so stupid to worry.  Two of our worship leaders at church who weren't singing volunteered to hang out with the girls while we practiced.  The girls loved them and instantly settled in to being there so early. After practice we took them to the children's wing... another thing we were worried about.  This was also such smooth sailing... we had nothing to worry about!  I'm thanking God how he has just removed obstacles or given us the wisdom to see what's going on each time something has come up.  He is amazing.




After church on Sunday we packed everyone up and headed back to the girls gradma's house.  We seriously love her.  She's as much adopted us as we are adopting them.  She cooks these  HUGE lunches every week. (I'm not kidding when I say the pounds starting packing on and now I'm having to really pay attention!) Every week when we go to pick up the girls she  has food waiting, gives us groceries for the girls and just loves on us as much as them.  It really could not have been a better situation.  It's like once she saw how much we loved the girls and what we were willing to do she welcomed us with open arms.


Steve and I feel incredibly grateful to be where we are.  We are in love with these two little ones.  We are seeing God meet our needs left and right and we are growing closer as we learn to parent together and figure out the best way to do things.  We sang the song "Never Once" again this Sunday and it really is the anthem for not only this adoption but our life.  Jesus has never left us.  The peace we both feel right now is wonderful.  There is still a long, long road to go and still a lot to figure out but we have put it in his hands.

photo courtesy of Tracie Viars

Be Blessed!

Comments

Stephanie said…
Such a sweet story, Katie! Those little girls are so lucky! Thanks for sharing your journey.