Yes, she really is that cute.
And she really is doing remarkably well after only one week at home.
She gets along great with the kids (especially the girls). In fact, she said Caroline and Lauren were 2 of her favorite things about being here. ( I can see that. They are 2 of my favorite things about being here too...).
She sleeps well, eats well, helps with chores, and is so easy to get along with. Heck, she even came over to the stove when I was making my first batch of homemade fried rice evah, tasted it, looked me square in the eye and gave me a thumbs up. Seriously, that is saying something about her easy-going personality.
Yes, it may still be the honeymoon period but I'm going to milk it for all it's worth.
Language remains our biggest obstacle but I'm giving it time and trying to find fun ways to teach her. Any ideas? I'm all ears.
And yet even though her transition has been remarkably smooth there are still things that have been challenging as we grow into being a family of eight.
There's my dainty little diva who consistently needs un-divafying.
And my super-cute super-hero who can go from 0-60 in no time and needs to be reminded that though his life has just done a 360, the guard rails are still up. You can run around like crazy within them but once you cross over them there's gonna be consequences.
And then there's the simple fact that hello I think I can officially say "I have a lot of kids." That's a lot of organizing, compromising, and strategizing to do to keep things sane around here.
One of the perks of my jet lag is that I can get up at 4 or 5 or 6 in the morning (or all 3) with little difficulty. It's been great to have so much time to soak in His promises before another exhausting day begins. Many days this week have left me feeling inadequate for molding so many little hearts. Impatience, fear, and discouragement have marked my days too often.
What a precious gift to be encouraged of His never-ending love, His perfect wisdom, His matchless strength, and His unwavering control over all the craziness that I now call...