Life back at home

Our time has been full of joy....laughing, adjusting, bike riding, swimming, resting, unpacking, playing Mario Cart (I always come in 12th place), learning the rules, learning each other, having English lessons, listening to rap music, etc. When we talk to Valera about going to school, he asks for a "rap school". We tell him that we don't have those in America.

For me, the "re-entry" has also been full of exhaustion, and overstimulation. I am still recovering from the intense 7 weeks while also trying to make sure everyone adjusts.... Myself included. Prayers for us as we all adjust would be so much appreciated.

Two quick stories....a friend brought us dinner and cupcakes...we handed a cupcake to Valera and he had no idea what to do with it. We had to show him how to take the paper off. How wonderful that he got to experience one of life's treats.

On a deeper level, last night, on day 60 Valera asked me to sleep with him. This is a child who has barely given me REAL hugs. We laid on our pillows in his twin bed. He pulled the covers over me and we talked for about 20 minutes. I know....hard to imagine what we could talk about for that long since we don't have the same language. It was special.

I am typing again right now in the same twin bed. It could go against all that I should be doing as a parent, but the way I feel is....he may have never had a motherly figure lay down and comfort him.

I am privileged to do so for him. Kink in the neck, bad night sleep....it's worth the bonding for now.

Pleasant dreams.