Saturday, March 17, 2012

Gotcha Day FOUR

Four years and three months ago, we received one of our most precious gifts, an unexpected phone call. I believe the only words I heard were, "....10 month old baby girl....she needs a family." Hours later - really it was only like ONE hour but felt like MANY more - we saw Mason-Kate's face for the very first time. Those eyes. And those little precious lips. I still get weak at the site of this picture.
On March 17, 2008, we held our Mason-Kate for the very first time. We heard her first cry before we even saw her. And her little bright red, rosy cheeks will forever be etched in my mind.
Four years later and the baby girl that we met in China is still very much the little girl that we are blessed to call our daughter today. She is "spicy" as the Chinese would say. She has spunk. She doesn't go down without a fight. Her little heart is tender. Her hugs are forever. Her laugh is contagious. She has this determination about her that I envy - she will go far in life, no doubt.
This particular year has brought a few more questions about her life in China. And as she grows, I realize more and more the importance of educating her on adoption and equipping her with as much age appropriate knowledge possible about her life.
Early in the week, MK asked to watch her Gotcha Day video. She said, "I want to know my story - I think I forgot." Four years ago, our lives were touched, our eyes were opened to a beautiful life and today we celebrate!

Monday, March 12, 2012

Happy One Year Home Maddox Ren!

Seems like just yesterday we were staring at this picture.....

One year ago....

wow.


She was so scared. And hot. And confused.

Her world was taken from her.

Everything.


The only family she had ever known; the food she was used to eating, gone. Familiar smells ceased to exist. The comfort of five layers of clothing left behind. The sounds, the language, her name. Her bed. Every.Little.Thing.

And my heart hurt for her. And still does sometimes. And probably always will. No one, even if it is for the better, should have to endure what my girls have.

Our first night as her family. We were all so excited. And nervous. We all tried endlessly to keep her happy. And, for the most part, it worked....or, at least, she didn't cry. Some things I will always remember about that day. The first sight of Maddox and the guide saying in the midst of chaos, "Hua You Ren is here now. She is here!" And I can never forget thinking she didn't look as tiny as her measurements said she would be - then, we got back to the hotel room and realized that beneath the layers and layers of clothing, she was indeed as tiny as we had anticipated.
And our first morning. As you can tell from this pic, the boys and MK are all dressed, ready for the day. Maddox just woke up. Or, at least, we assume she just woke up. I will never, ever forget going in to check on her after her first nights rest with her new family. She was laying there. Those bright, brown eyes stared back at me. She looked deep into my eyes as if to say, "Oh, it's you. You are still here." And then she rolled over. I picked her up, anticipating a cry. Tears were present but she never made a sound.
And during our time in China, she tolerated us. She may have even enjoyed us on most days. She began to smile. And do "high fives" and "thumbs up." A year later, I realize just how guarded she was. How scared she was. Her needs were met but we were total strangers. What she didn't know is that we have loved her from afar for six months. What we didn't grasp was how hard it was for her to let go.
From day one, Maddox Ren has been a joy. She is our explorer. She is engaging. She is easy.
It is the little things in life that bring her smiles. Shoes. Taking her clothes off all by herself. Stickers. Play Doh. Paint. Outside. Jumping. Singing. Dancing. Lip Gloss. Painted nails.
I am pretty sure she is always thinking about what she can do next. She can play independently and she is definitely one of those children that if you don't hear her, you need to check on her :)
And those eyes. That face. She just has this way with wrapping us all around her little finger.
She enjoys all things new. And she is especially good at figuring out how things work. She LOVES puzzles. She loves to press buttons. She is quite clever with the IPad, the computer and my phone.
Probably one of my favorite memories this year was watching Maddox at the beach. I am so glad I was able to capture the picture above....her first touch of sand. She could not get enough. And the feeling intrigued her.
This year, we have watched our baby girl go from wanting us near because we were all she knew, to wanting us near because she loved us and it scared her when we left, to being able to trust that when we left her, we would come back. It was a process. And one that was heartbreaking at times. And one that challenged us. Thankfully, one year later, Miss Maddox will walk into familiar settings, ie our church or her Mother's Day Out room, and hesitantly yet happily blow me a kiss goodbye.
And her smiles are there from the moment she wakes up to the moment she goes to bed. She and MK share a room. Each morning, I can hear them as they play together. They giggle and sing and tell stories - these sounds make my heart warm. I love that they have each other.
Her transition into our family has truly been seamless. I asked Ryan what he would say has been the hardest part and his response was, "Well, I really can't think of anything. Unless, you consider the unknowns." What unknowns was my question and he went on to say, "Just not knowing about her surgeries." To elaborate....Maddox has worked so hard on speech. She is getting there little by little and we celebrate with her as she continues to progress. However, she does have some palate issues that could open up the opportunity for surgery sooner rather than later in her life. But, it is what it is and if we are told to move forward with surgery, so be it.
She has no difficulty communicating. As you can see in this pic, she is saying, "Feed me chocolate and I am one happy little girl!"
And she has had no trouble keeping up with the rest. Monkey see, monkey will try to do. Give her a task, she will complete it. Or try. We hear a lot of the cutest, "Me, me, me, me!" or "I do!"
Four months of forever and we had a large party to celebrate the birth of our baby girl. She turned two years old. Little did she know, in her two years of life, she had touched many. Those with a heart for adoption will understand completely when I say that when one chooses to financially or prayerfully support a family during their adoption, you are a part of their family forever.
I will admit I am having a hard time with this whole one year anniversary.....
hence, the plethora of pictures! It has just gone by so fast. Too fast.
For me, the first year of our adoptions, have been very similar to the first year of life with each of our boys. It is a year of growth and learning, both physically and emotionally.
She came to us barely walking. And now she runs, climbs, jumps. She knew not a word in English. And we definitely didn't know Chinese - we couldn't even say her name in Chinese so that she would respond. Now, she understands EVERYTHING we say to her. She yells, "Help me, Mommy!" and she says, "Scatch!" when she wants me to scratch her back and she calls for "Mei Mei" and "Col Col" and "Pyce" and when I ask her who she loves she responds, "Daddy!" with the biggest grin ever...
And she knows love. And trusts us enough to show us her love. She feels safe. And she is happy.
Her life is changed.
And our lives are changed.
Oh, and she can share me now. I was so prepared for MK to have jealousy issues. Turns out, Maddox was the jealous one. She wanted to make sure MK knew that I was hers and she wasn't about sharing. At one point, she would scream if MK even so much as looked at me or sat beside me. Of course, I had little tolerance for this so it did not take too long for her to realize that one lap can hold two kiddos :)
And Pryce continues to be smitten.
And Colin just makes her laugh. I must say there is something so sweet about their relationship. She adores him.
Oh sweet girl how far you have come!
We are so blessed to be called YOUR forever family! Happy one year home Maddox Ren!

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Adoption Don'ts (If "Don'ts" is even a word???)

Don't ask how much a child cost to adopt. Instead, ask how you can help learn more about the expenses of an adoption.

Don't ask if the child is a "real" sibling. Instead, think of how confusing it must be for a five year old child to grasp what is real and what is not real.

Don't tell an adopted child how lucky they are. Instead, smile and realize the life that is being celebrated through adoption.

Don't segregate adoption. Meaning, don't say to someone, "Well, that couple has their own children as well as their adopted children." Instead, realize they are a family unit. They are one.

Don't ask where the child came from. Instead, embrace that they are here.

Don't refer to a birth mother as a child's "real mother." Just don't.

Don't refer to a child as being "thrown away" or "abandoned." Instead, realize that there was a key moment when a child was born and their life was spared. Realize that most children, though they are what we considered to be "abandoned," are placed in well traveled locations such as hospitals or local markets or in front of an orphanage. These actions are taken in order to make sure that the child will be discovered and cared for - these are intentional, life-saving, unselfish acts.

And don't tell a perceptive five year old little girl that a dog is Chinese just like she is because chances are that five year old perceptive little girl will retort with great pride that she is indeed English, NOT Chinese!

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Embracing Maddox

Embracing Maddox


by Pryce

March 8, 2012


My favorite day was March 13, 2011, the day we adopted my sister, Maddox Ren. We traveled to the Civil Affairs Office of Guiyang, China, in a spacious van with our guide and a friend named Mrs. Laura. When we arrived, we advanced up the elevator and soon we were in the tiny office. Our friend’s baby, whose name is Allison, was ready to greet her mother. Our baby, who had not yet arrived, was soon carried in by her foster brother. We happily introduced ourselves to the foster family, which included a father, mother, sister and a brother. I offered some Gerber Puffs to Maddox. Shyly, she ate them as slow as a slug. In the meantime, my mom and dad were doing paperwork. The foster family departed quickly. Maddox, screaming ferociously, kicked and threw her head back. We were all sad. Her world had changed. She was scared. Finally, we left the cold, dark building. Driving back to the hotel, Maddox fell asleep because she was exhausted. When she woke up, we all had Papa Johns pizza for dinner and then gave Maddox a much needed bath. We had a perfectly peaceful night. March 13, 2011, the day we embraced Maddox Ren, will always be one of my favorite days!

Let The Confusion Begin....

Yesterday someone said to MK, "These dogs are Chinese like you!" MK quickly retorted, "No! I am not Chinese, I am ENGLISH!"


Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Imagine never knowing Christ.....that is the life our MK would have lived and yet now she knows Him. Her prayers are heard. And she loves saying them....

Tonight's prayer:

Dear God,
Thank you for my school. Thank you for my family. Thank you for my mom who loves me. Thank you for my dad who teaches me. Thank you for my baby sister, Maddox. Thanking for bringing her to us. Thank you for my brother, Colin, he loves to read and play basketball. And thank you for Pryce, he is nice. Thank you for Finley and Will. I just love my family. And Amen.

I asked her who taught her to pray like that and she confidently said, "God did. He gave me my words."

Monday, March 5, 2012

Happy 12th Birthday Colin!

12 years old. Apple products are key to his world so the cake speaks for itself. Ryan is quite the creative soul :)
12 years old. Gifts requested were a 2 lb. bag of jelly beans, Under Armor socks (this is the first year in his life he has asked for a "name brand" anything!), a wireless mouse, batteries, a book and an Apple logo cake.
So the morning began with all of the above.....
and we continued our day by celebrating all things Colin. With the girls in school, the boys and I headed out to breakfast followed by a game of racket ball followed by a shopping trip to the ever so popular Target.....and then a golf outing with Daddy and Pryce during which he was surprised with a new golf bag....and then C came home to a house filled with his favorite peeps.
C was so funny. He walked in and glanced at the balloons not really saying too much. Then he noticed one friend, and then another, and he grinned from ear to ear.
It wasn't long before a game of football was staged in our backyard.....
and we practically had to pry them out of their intense game and into our house for dinner!
Alas, dinner was had. Candles were lit (by Colin of course because he is 12 now and he can handle these things!). Happy Birthday was sung. Gifts were opened.
The party was on and the boys were.....
well, the boys were boys....wonderful, fun, well behaved, lets-goof-around-a-bit-more boys! Colin has some amazing friends and we are all so glad they were here to share in his special day!
Then the party was over. And reality will hit tomorrow. He is 12 now. 12. Wow.