We went to a wedding this weekend. Once everything started there was a place for the kids to watch from the aisle that was near the back. Jadyn got a little too excited and I had to remind her she need to be quiet.
She responded with, “I will be cute, Mommy, I will be cute.”
Cute, don’t you think?
Never a dull moment around here. Yesterday was a day of catch up. After all that yucky sickness over the weekend, most of it spent in bed, I could not sleep through the night Sunday night. I woke up a little after 4am Monday morning, not exactly bright and shiny but certainly with the fog lifted and not a yawn in sight. So, rise and shine! I had dishes to catch up on, laundry to fold, lunches to make, etc…. By 11:30 I was beat and so was Jadyn. We ate a little lunch and took ourselves upstairs for a nap.
Phone rings… her nap continues but mine was interrupted by the things of life….
I finally was able to make it up to my bed and wouldn’t ya know that Jadyn woke up just 5 minutes after I laid my head down on the pillow. Sigh. I went to get her and she laid in bed with me in that post nap, sleepy phase. She closed her eyes, teasing me with the notion that she might fall back asleep. I couldn’t even close my eyes. She was a vision! Have you ever had those moments when you are so tired but then sleep doesn’t come? As Jadyn was snuggled in my arms, I just looked at her sweet face and counted her little eyelashes. She would occasionally open her eyes and look at me. She smelled like baby lotion and I just breathed the scent of her and finally close my eyes. The sound of her breathing and her finger scratching on her little security blanket, lulled me to sleep.
And then, “toot, toot!” She gasped and sat straight up, surprised at her own body sounds! I smiled. She giggled and said, “Yuck, mommy!”
Indeed. We disolved into a sea of giggles and tickles.
The boys birthday was a week ago Sunday. We had a birthday party for them on Friday. I was sick as a dog… it was not pretty. I came back from our three day Strategy Retreat pretty wiped out, sore throat, achy… etc… So Friday morning came with all of its glory and plans for 12- eight year olds at Blur, the Family Fun center on the outskirts of town and the need to make a cake. Was I prepared? NO……. Can you cancel an eight year old’s birthday party? Not really….
So first thing in the morning, I sent Robert off to run errands: Buy butter and powdered sugar. Sounds simple enough right? Butter was not available at my regular shop just outside my gate, so I sent him to the apartment building down the street that has a little store downstairs. He faithfully came back with the butter and as I started on the cake (no cake mixes here!) I sent him out to the store across town where we buy powdered sugar. He called….. they were out. I called Krystal…. she gave me Albanian directions to another store where she has bought powdered sugar. The conversation went something like this:
“On the Ring Road, coming from the Lana (river)….”
“uh, huh…”
“On the right hand side, before you get to Rruga Dibres (Dibres road)….”
“okay…”
“Behind the second or third bus stop, the main Ring Road bus…”
“O…kay….”
“There is another ‘Dried Fruit” shop. It is not the same company so the sign is not the same, but it is directly behind where the bus stops.”
“okay… I got it. If he gets lost, I’ll have him call you!”
Krystal’s directions were great! (Thanks, girl!) Robert did have to follow the bus to find out where the stops were but he did indeed find it.
But… the kicker was that when I made the icing (using all of the powdered sugar) I discovered with a small taste test that the butter was bad. It tasted more like sweetened blue cheese than icing. Ugh! You can see the drama unfolding can’t you? I sent Robert back out (what a man) for more butter and powered sugar and took a second go at it.
When it all was finished I managed a quick nap, made it to the school, rode across town with 12 singing eight-year olds (yes, singing… while Jadyn was saying “sshhh, stop, guys, stop!”) in a rented van with an Albanian driver who was trying to figure out who all these kids might be….
The Blur has a big play area outside and we just played on the playground, ate cake and opened presents. I never thought about the butter IN THE CAKE! Yes, the cake tasted like blue cheese too! Yikes! Despite it all… they ate it. I hope no one got sick over the weekend. In the end, it was a fine birthday party, but I forgot the camera, the candles and a knife. We managed to get the latter from the Blur and a friend brought his camera for the last 5-10 minutes or so and Robert snapped some pictures. All in all… success… I think.
Whew…. we have another year until we do it again! Happy Birthday Austin and Tyler!
Jadyn turned 2 on Monday, March 31st. Eeek… we have moved officially from “baby” to “toddler going on 30.” It was a fun day of celebration and SHOPPING for a little bicycle for her. She has been showing love for daddy’s “motori,” begging to sit on it for a few minutes each day. I think we found the perfect “mini-motori” after shopping for 3 hours (it is not always easy to find what you are looking for in Albania)! You be the judge of our selection:
3 teeth: $3 (the Tooth Fairy has experienced inflation!)
3 new haircuts: $6
Silk dress from China: $15
My 4 sweeties: PRICELESS!
One year ago today we took Jadyn Annabelle into our arms, into our hearts and into our family. This is a well known day in the adoption world, affectionately named “Gotcha Day.” What a wonderful ride.
One year ago today, we awoke early in the morning in Beijing. We quickly packed our bags and went downstairs to catch the bus at 7:30 with the other 12 families from our group. We all anxiously rode the bus to the airport to catch our 10am flight to Nanchang in the Jiangxi province, clutching the picture the only picture we had of our daughter. 
We were lucky among the 43 families in our total group. Most families were landing and going straight to pick up their babies, luggage in tow! We were able to go to our hotel and unpack and take a quick breather before going to the China Center for Adoption Affairs office to pick up our daughters! We found a lovely room waiting for us at the hotel, complete with crib for our new arrival! We anxiously ticked off the TWO HOURS we had to wait before boarding the bus again to the building where we would FINALLY meet our daughter.
While waiting for the elevators to take us to the 26th floor, Robert poked me and said…. “Look at those babies!” 
Several workers had come in with babies all dressed in yellow coats and black pants. We wondered if these precious ones were our daugthers. Robert found one and poked me again… “I think that could be Jadyn!” I told him I did not think so. My mind was too closed to the idea that I could be this close to her and not able to run over and grab her! We watched as these babies all went with their caregivers onto different elevators. Sigh….
We rode up the elevator with 3 other couples. The tension and nervousness was thick. When the door opened, we could hear babies crying. We entered into a room of complete chaos! There were babies EVERYWHERE! We were all trying to film for each other and get our eyes on our own child. Where could she be? We were family 13 in our group… W’s are always last in line… and we watched in fascination as the 12 other families took hold of their babies, all of them wearing yellow jackets and black pants, many of the screaming! Finally our turn came. It was indeed the precious girl Robert had seen in the lobby of the building! There was Jadyn! I shifted my weight from foot to foot as they checked our passports against the paperwork and her ID tag. Finally, she was in my arms! She looked from Robert to me and back again, as if to say “Who are you people? You look a little strange to me!” But with out a sound she settled into our arms, reaching for her daddy soon after I held her for a moment. A daddy’s girl is born.
The chaos abounded throughout the room, but Jadyn stayed calm and quiet, even briefly showing us a hint of a smile and two bottom teeth poking through! At last…
We celebrated tonight by going out to our favorite Chinese restaurant here in Tirana (we actually have a few Chinese places!) and enjoyed the food, atmosphere and family. We recounted the day one year ago for Austin and Tyler who listened intently while Jadyn ran around tables and generally charmed everyone in the restuarant. They both remember the first time they saw her on Skype video, on Feb 6th. Austin prayed over our meal and thanked God for his beautiful sister and that she is a part of our family. Who could say anything better? AMEN!
Frequently, when I put the kids to bed, they want me to sing song. Lots of times we sing together. Tonight, Austin’s request was “Sing the wedding song, mommy.” A few years ago Robert sang the Stephen Curtis Chapman song that I sang at our wedding and it was affectionately renamed “The Wedding Song.” Know why I think they like it so much? It is a reminder of the promises Robert and I have made to each other and that gives them a great sense of security and peace. All’s right with mom and dad, all’s right with the world. I know that my marriage relationship is the one that all the family hinges around. I don’t thank God nearly enough for my wonderful, faithful, patient, funny, smart, kind, visionary, loving, spontaneous, enduring husband!
I will be here by Steven Curtis Chapman
Tomorrow morning if you wake
up and the sun does not appear
I will be here
If in the dark, we lose sight of love
Hold my hand, and have no fear
‘Cause I will be here
I will be here
When you feel like being quiet
When you need to speak your mind
I will listen
And I will be here
When the laughter turns to cryin’
Through the winning, losing and trying
We’ll be together
I will be here
Tomorrow morning, if you wake up
And the future is unclear
I will be here
Just as sure as seasons were made for change
Our lifetimes were made for these years
So I will be here
I will be here
And you can cry on my shoulder
When the mirror tells us we’re older
I will hold you
And I will be here
To watch you grow in beauty
And tell you all the things you are to me
I will be here
I will be true to the promise I have made
To you and to the One who gave you to me
Tomorrow morning, if you wake up
And the sun does not appear
I will be here
Oh, I will be here
Robert, I love you.
I could not resist posting this great picture of my new niece and my brother’s dog Dozer. When Jadyn saw the picture she said “baby” and them “hum, hum.” This is how dogs go in Albanian (not woof, woof). Austin and Tyler said, “There’s Dozer…. with some baby…..”
I have a new niece! My brother and his beautiful wife Susanne had a baby girl on Tuesday. Isn’t she a beauty? We are anxiously awaiting new photos (hint, hint) but know that Mom and baby are resting at home and doing great!
