Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Planning for VERLANDE's first day/month/s at home!


So, we have waited two years to be able to plan to bring Verlande home.
We’ve read books.  Stopped reading books when it got frustrating to be planning and hoping with no real movement or results.  We’ve read blogs, we have watched other families bring kids home from Haiti as well as other countries.  And we have talked much about what is right for US.  As we have learned, it will be important to be confident in our choices, to not second guess ourselves…. And we need to share that with you.
So… how will it even look when Verlande comes home?
  YES.. we will want to have an airport “party”.. of course not “party” to overwhelm or scare Verlande,  but a gathering… just come see us, see Verlande, celebrate Verlande meeting Phoebe and Forrest, celebrate Verlande coming to America ..     We are aware that some people are for these airport gatherings, some against them, so here are our reasons that yes… we invite you to be there.  First of all, you have all been part of this.  So many of you have made this happen.  Phoebe and Forrest deserve this also.  They deserve to have some excitement and see that this process that they have lived through was REAL.  They have been patient and so eager to welcome their sister home.
HOWEVER, as much as we will celebrate this day, we are very aware that this day is a day of one of the biggest losses of Verlande’s 8.5  years.  Everything she knows is gone.  And of course there will be some degree of being overwhelmed.  But we also think that she is a very happy girl, that she will be happy to see balloons, and that she deserves to see that she was prayed for, celebrated, and so so so so so important to the world… Please be aware and accepting that maybe she will not smile like you have seen in pictures, you may think she looks sad, we have no idea how she will look.  But I do think it will mean so much to her to see that she is “a star” and people are celebrating her.   
So, you are invited, we want you there.  That being said, please know that other than Phoebe and Forrest and Ryan and I, we won’t be able to let her hug anyone else. (PLEASE see below  as her attachment to her mom, dad, brother and sister is of ULTIMATE importance from the beginning,  she needs to learn what FAMILY is for the first time).  Our focus will need to be on Verlande and bringing her to Phoebe and Forrest and to her new home.  Soooo..  we won’t be able to stay to talk to you individually possibly, etc.  We will just do what is best for our kids as we see how they are reacting.  Please if you are coming to the airport, bring cameras and video….  And some tissues….
 BEING HOME:    The first week, there will be medical/dental/school assessments  and vaccinations that she will need to go to.  She may be sick from new water that she is not used to, parasites that are being treated, etc.  She may even need some extra time to get used to two big, furry, tail wagging, tongue licking bundles of dogJ  Please know that we won’t be doing too much in the first month socially.  I will be taking off of work, the kids won’t be able to do as many playdates, although we still want them to be able to get OUT and be themselves and carry on with some sense of normalcy… But the majority of time, we will be together as a family of 5, allowing Verlande to learn about family life.  We won’t be having anyone else in our home during this time for sure, as we have read about adjusting and attaching issues, and will follow the guidance of the blend of information we have taken in. 
Verlande has lived 8 years so far, really learning to survive.  She has lived in someone’s house for the past year and a half, but she is used to her caregivers changing, as well as depending on caregivers in an orphanage setting.  She will be learning what a Mom and Dad do, that she goes to Mom and Dad for all of her needs, and that we will meet them.  She also needs to learn boundaries, time to see examples set by Phoebe and Forrest, how to ask for help and also how to be loved.  Of course each child is different and she may adjust easily, or not.  We will have no expectations of her, and will meet her where she is.
We know at the beginning, family and friends will want to hold her, let her sit on their laps, etc, and Verlande will even be reaching out to you to do this---- MORE THAN SHE SHOULD.   This is a survival behavior she has learned  in order to  get food, get attention from people on mission trips (me).  But I have to ask you to not do this, and instead direct her to Mommy and Daddy for holding, for help, for getting her a glass down, if she is hungry, thirsty, needs a tissue, has a question.  She must learn that we meet those needs for her, and that manipulation is not part of the way we live.  As a friend or family member, probably the best  thing you could ever do for us is to speak well of us to Verlande, to show her that we are supported and loved by you, and to redirect her to us.  That may be hard at times, but it honestly could be the most helpful thing you could ever do for us- is to find an opportunity to direct her to her mom or dad…. And help her learn what this relationship is all about.
Of course this won’t last forever, and we cannot wait until the day when we see a very healthy connection, response, and understanding of family and boundaries, but please don’t take our time getting there personally.  We will have to constantly be reminding ourselves to not doubt our decisions.  It will be a great and huge help to us in this learning stage if there are opportunities that arise where you can direct her back to her Mom and Dad.
Also, something we have learned in preparing for Verlande to come home, is that traditional parenting advice often-times  runs OPPOSITE of traditional parenting advice. Some well-meaning family members will tell a new mother not to pick the child up every time she cries because it will spoil him. A child who is at-risk or who suffers from attachment issues must be picked up every single time she cries. She needs consistent reinforcement that this mommy/daddy will always take care of her and always keep her safe.   Another example is “time outs.”  While Phoebe and Forrest have… AHEM.. had their fair share of timeouts… a time out with a child who has been abandoned is simply another abandonment and proof in their minds that they don’t deserve… that they are less than…. They are not wanted.  We will be using “time in’s” and other strategies we have learned.  All in all…. Please know that we are working 100% as hard as we can to be the best parents to our 3 kids, and advice and strategies that is not geared towards older adopted children is most oftenly not recommended.  (yes, oftenly is a new word).
GIFTS:   We already have the biggest gifts- the reality of bringing Verlande home.  We don’t need anything else, except your continued friendship… And at this point, Verlande will be SOOO overwhelmed—the toys and books that we already  have in our house are already going to be more than enough to overwhelm her, so we must ask that you please do not bring any gifts for Verlande or Phoebe or Forrest.  We want to continue our efforts to live as “non-stuff” people—and we don’t want to build an incorrect expectation to Verlande about receiving gifts, or that these new people in her life are for “things”…. 
Of course, in my dreams, Verlande comes home to a magical home, where there is an open and clear kitchen table, then a warm meal comes out of the oven, there is glorious music playing, there is sunlight cascading through our windows, there is no dog fur all over our floors, the kids are just preciously playing and loving on each other….   And then I wake up.  We KNOW:  there will be days… just as there are now…. days when stuff is just not good.  When I am tired.  When she is tired of us.    There will be REAL LIFE happening here, and it is ok.. it is more than ok… we are so so lucky.  There will be days of ups and downs, and we are thankful for them all.   If I need to vent, please let me vent for a minute.  Please do not tell me of YOUR worries about our situation, and other people’s horror stories (don’t worry, people have already shared these with us.. we know.. thank you much!)  And please don’t tell me that “this is what I asked for” if I am having a hard day.  Please just let me have a friend in you to vent with and tell that we need a breath, we are simply   just having a day… just like we have days NOW without verlande… Just all the more REALNESS, which is what we are so grateful for!  Thanks to all of those who have already asked how they can help- honestly, this is it—just being our friends and just being there for us even on hard days… Please be my friend… and please maybe bring me a coffee somedayJ
This will be the beginning of the REST of the JOURNEY!!  We are so blessed!  We are so blessed to be given the gift of finding Verlande and forever being her family.  Thanks for all that you have done by being there through these years.

DETAILS:  IF you can come, no pressure, we know it is in the middle of workday/school, etc….
Thursday, MARCH 14, AA flight 1946 Miami to IAD/Dulles:  ARRIVING 1:45PM  *meet at the appropriate baggage claim area (as I believe that is the farthest in you can come).  IF flights need to be changed, we will email this email list, or I will post on facebook!!!

Saturday, February 9, 2013

February.... random thoughts from.. almost there?


RANDOM MUSINGS FROM… ALMOST THERE.

So people had mentioned back in November that this last part was the hardest part of the adoption… because you are soooo close.  I’ll admit, I kind of got mad to hear that.  Annoyed.  Even HURT.  Why would someone tell me that, after all that I had been through.   After being at the BOTTOM of despair, seriously.  I’ve got this, thank you. 
Crap.  They were right, and I cannot believe I have to say that.  I literally WAS expecting joy, continued relief, even redemption of the journey.   And I find I’ve hit the bottom again.
Yes, I am here today.  Oh God, again.  Why is our daughter not home.  Am I really asking that.  It is February.  I’m sad and missing my daughter.  Yes, I’m busy with Phoebe and Forrest, busy with life, work, everything.   But busy is different than not waiting. 
I never dreamed, and I would have judged.  I never dreamed that a Mom’s heart could so passionately love without carrying inside of me.   I would have judged that it couldn’t be so hard…. If it never has been right?  She has never BEEN HERE.  We’ve never known life WITH our daughter in her home, how can I “miss her.”  I would have judged.  I only know now because here I am… and I am struggling.
I grieve for the years that she has lost having a family.  I grieve for her heart that knows she was left and abandoned, and for her heart that questions if we are really ever coming… and when we do for the lack of trust if we are staying… if she is deserving…   I grieve for time that has been taken from us together by what I see as excess “investigations” throughout these years.  Seriously.  I grieve for the simple days that we will never have because time has gone by… even though I praise God that I KNOW she WILL come home.. I miss the days that she has missed here.  Picnics that she has missed with us, summer days at the pool, playing on the swingset, nighttime books, afterschool snacks, walking with the dogs, church, grocery shopping….. I love these things with  my children… I just watch them and see MIRACLES and am so thoroughly thankful for what I HAVE…that I miss what we have NOT had with Verlande.




I woke up today, after two days of beginning to feel  myself seeping back into panic mode, anxiety, when will this ever end…  what do I say to Phoebe and Forrest, who have been expecting their sister, praying for their sister… I woke up with my heart tearing, and literally with a huge BOULDER on my lungs… it amazes me how my body can literally feel these things.  But I made a conscious choice to CHOOSE my day .  I have a choice to be overcome with heaviness, or I can live TODAY and be glorious and joyful.  Verlande will not come home any sooner if I wallow in sadness, so live TODAY.  Right? I tried.  And then I hit the bottom of what I could do.
Tears streaming down my face, headache that has been pounding since last night (maybe I am just sick and that is why my emotions are overcoming me?)…. I had to lie in bed and just let myself cry, and I am not out at the ice skating rink with school ice skating night tonight.. (although I love going ice skating) I just know I cannot continue to live today in a way that is not genuine.  I hate it that I cannot fake things.  It simply depletes me.  I have no energy for fakeness. I am who I am.  I feel things, I am passionate,  I struggle with anxiety and depression, and  I am simply desperate for our daughter to come home.
Yesterday, on the way home from work in the AM, it was pouring rain, still dark outside (6:45AM) and I got to an intersection and there was a woman walking in the rain.  She had on a huge coat, and was carrying a teeny flashlight.  My thoughts were negative towards her, I’ll admit…. I was  thinking, “seriously lady, get a real flashlight and why the heck are you walking NOT on the side of the road with a sidewalk (this was Reston parkway, so a busy road, and she was walking by this corner that has NO edge on the road—super dangerous area to walk even in daylight)… so I was kind of just watching her slightly, then my thoughts drifted to… what IS she doing?  Why is she out there- does she maybe NEED something?  And then it happened.  She just stopped walking and stood by my car, looking in at me.. through the darkness, through the rain… and I am looking back at her.. and yes, she is looking right at me… she is looking right INTO my eyes… and I am questioning if I am really seeing this right, is she really looking right at me… and WHAT DOES SHE NEED?  Do I ask her if she is okay, can I drive her somewhere, she is still staring at me.. I haven’t put my window down, DO I HELP HER????? I am still looking at her, and she is still looking at me.  THE LIGHT TURNS GREEN.  And I DROVE OFF.  I freaking drove off.  And that kind of rocked my world.  I drove off.
(and you are wondering how this relates to Verlande)…  well….Through the adoption, I have had the question asked a few times, “why we wanted to adopt since we already have our “own” children.”  And it boggles my mind that people even ASK me this…  First of all  *WHY NOT?

But mostly…. It brings me back to August/September 2010, after meeting Verlande.  I had a childs eyes, beautiful eyes….. on my heart…. And I didn’t know what to do… but I knew I would not drive off on this child… who I knew was my child… and no matter how  much these years  may have rocked my world, driving off would have been incomprehensible to me.  (so yes… I am still slightly rocked by the woman in the rain… who was she… was that REAL?  And… why… why did I drive off).



Anyway.  I sometimes wonder and worry that something horrible is going to be happening in my life that is going to require this huge strength and faith in order for me to survive…  why else am I being asked to build these foundations… that is just me being nervous nelly though, I suppose.
Bottom line… I’m struggling, I miss Verlande, and we could not be more ready for her to come home.  I envision her sitting next to me on that plane, lifting off, flying through the beautiful sky, coming home.  Forever.  
(this helped me to write this all out, so thank you if you are still reading and didn’t mind reading itJ!)
Xoxo, sharon


“A person who lives in faith must proceed on incomplete evidence, trusting in advance what will only make sense in reverse.”  - Philip Yancey