Skip to main content

The baby complex

(I want to blog a bit about Moses since his adoption into our family is somewhat unique: adoption from an orphanage that we continue to be fully involved with, living in his same community with his same friends. There is little written about "these types" of situations, so I pray that by sharing some of our journey with Moses, maybe I can encourage other families who are in this unique situation!)

Moses was the baby at Home of Love. In fact, at the age of 4-5 years, he only lost the nickname "Baby" a few months ago when he started being called "Oyuba" (part of his Acholi name).

Now, suddenly, he's the second oldest in a family of almost five children.

He smothers "Baby Noah" (as he calls him) with way too much brotherly love and attention and loves being big brother to him. But we have had major breakdowns over one simple thing: getting dressed. Yes, the mean mommy that I am, I make him put on his own clothes. I help with buttons and tight collars and zippers. But the 4 and 5 year olds in our household need to put forth a good effort to dress themselves.

After the first few weeks of novelty wore off, this has become a source of insecurity for Moses. He loves helping like a big kid with clearing the table, setting up for meals, caring for Noah (!!!), gardening, and everything else under the sun... except putting on his shirt.

So... I have spent hours holding a weeping half-naked child who finally relents and puts on his own shirt. It has given me the opportunity to snuggle, hug, and love on him. It has given me the opportunity to stand firm and not be manipulated. It has given me the opportunity to be consistent. And it has taken everything in me to not reach over and tug that shirt over his precious head. I have to remind myself that my job is to teach him to respect and obey me and learn to trust that I know his limits and won't ask him to do something beyond his abilities. Just like our Heavenly Father!

Don't worry, we find other ways to lavish attention and love on him... we're quite an affectionate family!

"Baby" has started saying, in a lilting half-swallowed accent, "May I have more please?" and "May I -excused- please?" and "Thank you!" spontaneously on his own as he grows in leaps and bounds. He and Ana share inside jokes from being at school together. And he loves making Gracie laugh and "talk." What a precious addition to our family!

Even when he's half-naked.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Family of Three!

We are in Liberia - the electricity goes in and out because the generator is having trouble keeping up these days! So hopefully it will stay on long enough to post and the internet connection will allow me this luxury! We were united with precious Gracie on Thanksgiving day - I will write more about this later. But, oh! is Gracie a joy! She is so beautiful, so joyfilled, and a bit mischievious. Her physical limitations do not permit her to accomplish much mischief, but we can tell that she is trying to push some limits already. If we were not in love with her already, she is irresitable and such a treasure and blessing from God. In our two days together, she has not cried once. She spends most of her days smiling, she loves to snuggle (good match for us!), and has the most contagious laugh! Life takes more effort for her - her cerebral palsy is moderate and every activity is a challenge and is clearly tiring for her. Meal times (which she loves) take a long time and much patience and d...

New Stage of Life

Gracie has entered a new developmental stage. She now is active and has been rolling all over the floor. We cleared out a little living room so that she would have room to roll around - she's rolling front to back, both directions. She also has been much easier to get up on all fours - it used to take 3-4 adults to cram her into the crawling position due to her resistance. She now even spontaneously gets into a semi-crawling position on her own. In the crawling position she's been weight bearing even on her right arm (but always in combination with her left arm). She also has been rocking a little in the crawling position as if she gets it that this is a way that you can move! It's been so exciting. But it also makes her much more eager to be down with other kids and moving around. She's in a very active active stage, always moving, and wanting to move. She's also taken, not just a huge interest in other kids, but also interest in toys a bit more. She's so fun!

The Foolishness of God's Calling

A friend shared with me how "strange" (and scary) our decisions appear to those observing our lives. Most people are barely surviving residency and then for me to decide to adopt, to decide to adopt a child with special needs, to decide to adopt this child from the uncertainty of Liberia, to decide to start my Master's of Public Health during residency... it all seems crazy and overwhelming to the observer. But what my friend did not take into account is that God's calling on our lives will not always appear sane. Our choices are neither noble nor insane if they are what God has called us to. These choices are simply obedience to sovereign God! We are not living for life in this world, we are in fact aliens to this world and shouldn't settle down and get too comfortable because our joy is in heaven. God calls each of us to "not waste our lives" but live each day with an eternal focus. With an eternal focus, we should not only adopt a child with disabil...