Sunday, March 30, 2008

Happy Birthday Lian

Birthday dinner. Notice that Lian is drinking with a straw. This is a big deal, something she couldn't do before her palate extension repair.


Adoption from China $20,000. Palate and lip surgery $60,000. Being able to blow out your birthday candles: priceless.


Opening presents with Grandma Pines

Lian turned 3 on Friday the 28th. We had a little family party for her on Thursday night so Aunt Christy could be there. We all went out for dinner, pizza and ziti, at one of the nicer pizzerias in town, Salvatores. Lian consumed a whole slice of pizza and a plate of ziti, no eating problems here. Her only oddity - she likes to hold her slices upside down, creating mom nerves as the cheese begins to dangle and droop dangerously near her chest.

Then back to Grandma's house to open presents. Lian knows the drill now, having done Christmas and Lela's birthday, so she plopped herself down and began pulling goodies out of bags with enthusiasm. Bad mama had failed to wrap most of the presents that have been in the closet since Christmas so only a few from us, but plenty from Grandma and Auntie. Her favorite; a teddy bear puzzle with interchangeable pieces so she can dress and change his expression. Her speech therapist uses one and she loves it so I had to track one down.

Friday shot by in a blur (part 3 of my root canal & crown) so she opened the rest of her presents on Saturday morning. Big hits were Mr./Ms. Potato Head (also used by her therapist) and new animals for the playskool farm. She and Lela played with the farm for a long time, with Lela directing the action. The animal figurine box was raided and gorillas, sea turtles and dinosaurs were added to the farm life. Gorillas like to sleep on hay bales, bet you didn't know that.

We kept this birthday low key as the big event will be in 2 weeks, her baptism.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Easter Pix

All this stuff!!! And the Easter Bunny brings cotton candy in plastic tubs too. Life is perfect.

Bubbles, stickers and candy. What could be better?

Hey, Mama's in the picture for once with her two cuties (even if their shirts say "Daddy's Princess.")


In our Easter bonnets after church service. We were good and colored quietly, well mostly.



The Easter Bunny visits at coffee hour. Lian is still not too sure about it. Hey, that's Mama again, what gives?

On to Grandma Pines for Easter dinner. Our friend Donna came out to join us. Everyone is glued to Lela's Easter basket DVD, Enchanted. The vermin are apartment cleaning.


Dinner. Grandma outdid herself. Rack of lamb, chicken breast, salmon, shrimp skewers. Mama did the early potatoes and strawberry shortcake.

Afterwards a little fresh air. Lian is mastering the tricycle. She finally grew enough to reach the peddles (with blocks.)

Progress Report

Hot Doggers. Our FCC has winter playdates at a mall with
a nice indoor playground - and lots of rides in the food court.

Lap sister. If Papa wont let you eat dinner sitting in his lap,

try your big sister, Princess Cinderella.

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As of March 17, Lian has been home for 6 months now. Our teeny girl has made great progress. A child that couldn’t jump and was a bit wobbly on her pins at two-and-a-half is now jumping bean #2. She can hang from the monkey bars (with a mom safety net), climb the pole steps and walk the balance beam at the playground. She’s mastered Lela’s flip trick – face Mama holding hands, walk your legs up and do a back flip, and also does a somersault. She’s grown almost 2 inches, not exactly a growth spurt, but she is now wearing some 24M clothes while she is still two (for another 6 days.) And she’s gained 3 pounds - mostly muscle.
We’ve seen real progress since her surgery in January. She can now blow a whistle or bubbles and drink through a straw – that might not sound like much, but it means her palate extension was successful and she can control the flow of air from her mouth, and cut off air flowing through her nose. Her lip is healing and she now has control over her upper lip muscles and can form an O, sort of critical for speech. Her Speech Therapist is happy with her progress and she is really trying for the “plosive” consonants like P and B. Her speech still requires a lot of interpretation and she supplements with ASL and really good body language, but she is speaking in full sentences – in English. I wish I could be fluent in Mandarin in 6 months. Her receptive language is so good I forget that she’s only been building vocabulary for 6 months. She’s learning to count and getting colors, skills she had probably mastered in Mandarin, but had to re-learn. So now she has opinions about what she is going to wear. “Ink” and yellow are her favorites.
Her favorite item of clothing - shoes. The pink glitter ballet slippers are at the top of the list, but she will also bring me the black suede Mary-janes with a rhinestone buckle for all occasions. And since she can put on her own socks and shoes she often changes during the day. Her girly girl big sis is a seminal influence, and if Lela is in a dress, Lian wants one too (even if mom is usually in jeans, ok, yeah, with color coordinated socks, tops and jewelry – they had to get it from somewhere.) So I get to go out with two adorably turned out girls, from their fancy hair bows to zippy foot wear – other moms are awestruck and envious. She is proud to tell me, “Mama, I did it” when putting on her own clothes. When staying at Grandma’s house this week (while I had parts one and two of a root canal, lucky me) she took off her tights, changed her pull up and put the tights back on (Ok, they were inside out, but I was impressed.)
Yep, we’re still doing diapers and pull-ups. She did have a brief flirtation with big girl panties this month. She tried for 2 days, but after having a poopy accident decided to go back to the old reliables. That’s ok with me; I really wanted to wait for a week at home with no appointments – and maybe warmer weather. Her Curious George and My Little Pony undies will still fit.
Lian was evaluated for the School District special ed program. She’ll transition out of Early Intervention once she is three. However, she will be able to stay with her current therapists until fall. Despite playing shy/coy and saying perhaps a total of 5 words for three evaluators, she did very well. Fortunately/unfortunately since she is doing well in all areas except speech, she is only eligible for that service. A child has to have a 30% disability in at least 2 areas to qualify for a full program.
So how is it going? Lian has fit herself into our family in an amazing way. Her ability to accept this massive upheaval in her life and get on with her business is remarkable. She is a distinct person with opinions, strong opinions. In the last month she has made me her real Mama, and vies with Lela for snuggle time(which sometimes devolves into a push and shove time – I have now mastered the art of balancing one on each knee while keeping various arms and legs separate.) While she never rejected me, she was always a little distant. I know she loved her foster mama in China and it must have been hard to lose her, that she needed time. Now I have two snuggle bugs and I know she has fully attached.
Big sis Lela has reconciled with having Lian around, and has even told me, “I’m glad you got me a sister.” Lian wants to be just like her, which sometimes translates as laying hands on the sacred princess items. When I remind Lela to share she wails, “But it’s PRINCESS! It’s too special.” Lela’s “special” stuffed animals threaten take up about half her bed now. But she also has fits of generosity as when she gifted Lian with her number 2 Cinderella gown. She defends her from big kids playing too rough at music class(she’s the only one allowed to knock Lian over.) And Lian brings Lela her lovey when she is upset. They are real sisters now.
So what’s it like with two? MORE WORK. Anyone who says different lies like a rug. Laundry and dishes pile up at an astonishing rate, especially with finicky little darlings who eschew dirty clothing and need a clean bowl for every snack. Getting them out the door take a full hour, unless the screaming maniac mama puts in an appearance. I used to be early for appointments, and now consider within 15 minutes to be close enough.

I have discovered the Mother’s Curse does not have a genetic component. What, you say? That’s the one where your own mother in a snit over some minor infraction, shrieks at you, “One day you’ll have children, and they will be just like you. Then you’ll be sorry!” So I have Lela the Mouth paying me back for every precociously snotty remark that ever passed over my own lips. And Lian the Mule resisting common sense, persuasion, and house arrest because she is SURE she is right. Mom, I grovel at your feet and beg forgiveness – just lift the curse, PLEASE.

Monday, February 25, 2008

Pull me back up the hill, Mama

Lela wipes out

Let it snow! We finally got a good snow fall - after the prediction was for one inch. Lian got to go sledding, probably for the first time ever. Most fun, undressing and redressing for the bathroom break. NOT.

Lela's Chinese Class had their annual Chinese New Year Party. Everyone had a blast. The girls made traditional dumplings, danced, sang, ate and ate and ate

Lian the dragon dancer

Lela heads the line

The Turnip pulling song. A few minutes after this was taken, 25 kids were sprawled on the floor, having "pulled" the turnip.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Memories

It's time for the Lian's 6-month post adoption report. Wow, we’ve been home almost 6 months. And yet China seems like a lifetime away, and Lian has fitted in like she has always been here.
So our social worker, Carrie, who has worked with us through both adoptions, arrives for our interview. After Carrie met Lian, she (Lian, not Carrie)was whisked upstairs for her nap. Lela, who no longer naps, was suitably attired for an afternoon visit in Cinderella gown, tiara and high heels, and busy trying to horn in on the conversation with princess vacations to Illinois and anything else she can come up with. Carrie attempted to convert her to a source and asked, "What do you remember about your trip to China?" Lela thought a few moments and said, "Well, Mama tried to encourage me to eat slimy things that were still living." This is a verbatim quote. So, the Great Wall, Terra Cotta Warriors, Forbidden City, Temple of Heaven... and her main memory of China is the plastic bins full of live water bugs, worms, poisonous sea snakes and other delicacies at the restaurant in Guangzhou where we ate the night of the Autumn Moon Festival. Good thing I took a lot of pictures.

Saturday, February 2, 2008

More January Doings


The battle of the cereal bowl. Lian is prohibited crunchy foods for 6 weeks. The girls' favorite snack is cereal (an organic, whole grain version of Cherrios, but of course) Lian doesn't like to wait, so the soaking of her cereal in milk was accompanied by loud screams of displeasure until Mama invented speed softening; 30 seconds in the microwave in water, drain, rinse in cold water, dump in milk, Voila!

Silly Sally. Our dog likes her creature comforts, and sun bathing in the most comfortable chair in the house is one.

The couch potatos. What's on next?

Sudsy fun at the Children's Museum. It was supposed to be an area for blowing bubbles, but the soap had been stirred to a foam by dozens of kids, making that pretty much impossible. It didn't stop the fun though.

More Children's Museum. It was jam packed with kids, but had enough different areas to keep everyone busy. Lots O' Lelas was a mirror display.

Lian took her turn to be multiplied.


Lela and Lian's version of the Push Me-Pull You.


Thursday, January 24, 2008

Happy 4th Birthday Lela!

Birthday loot #1

First cake


Welcome to my party

Cake #2, the deluxe Cinderella ice cream version

Pinata line up

Sunday January 20th was Lela's 4th birthday. We had a small family party, the big princess bash scheduled for the folowing weekend. We pushed it back to give Lian time to heal from her Jan. 4 surgery. January 25 is also Lela's Family Day and the day when she entered her SWI four years ago. It's hard to believe that she has been with us 3 years. It seems like barely a minute since that tiny baby girl was paced in my arms in Guangzhou. I burst into tears - she stared at us and tried to gnaw her way through the wrapper of the cookie her ayis had given her. Now that solemn little baby has become a dramatic diva. Her multiple personalities include Cinderella, Aurora, Ariel (in the tub) , Princess Pea and Lady or Cleo (cartoon dogs.) Her preferred attire is purple, pink or Cinderella blue. In her universe, ball gowns and attempted hand stands do go together.

Her family party was low key event at Grandma's house. Uncle Kirby and his PSLQ, Helen, were in town. I bought a cake, gasp, since I was committed to making 80 cupcakes for her big party and her music class, and enough is enough. Lela's favorite - a dress up bride gown.

The birthday bash was a big party at her request. Almost her entire Chinese class attended, along with friends from town, so we had 15 little girls in full princess regalia. Three Cinderellas, 3 Belles, 2 Auroras, 1 Snow White, 1 Ariel, 1 Tinkerbelle, 1 Jasmine, 1 non-Disney princess, and 1 stylin' in her own beautiful pink and black party dress. They had a blast. I had overdone it, and had too many activities to actually do, but they strung bead necklaces, frosted cupcakes (using pounds of icing) scrambled for the pinata goodies, ate snacks ( I acually made jello jigglers) , pizza and ice cream cake, and played together. We are lucky enough to be able to hold the party in our church Sunday School rooms, so we had the big nursery with lots of toys, and the pre-k room down the hall for food and crafts. We also had 21 adults. I haven't given that big a party in about forever. I think everyone had a good time. I was a little frazzled by the details - like the fancy $4 Cinderella candle for her birthday cake that wouldn't light. And it was a long party by kid standards, 2:30-5, and actually ran to 5:30. All the girls left with goody bags full of the excess of toys and candy I'd bought for the pinata. It was a three tower castle, but it turned out I could only fill the central tower, so lots of left overs. Plus the bonanza from 8 months ago when the dollar aisle at Target was full of princess stuff. We barely got the place cleaned up before AA came for their meeting (the only problem with using the church.)

Then on to Grandma's house for the opening of the presents. Lela ripped into them with determination, while I demanded cards and names. Her favorite; an Aurora sleeping bag and pillow. She's been sleeping on the floor of her room in it since the party. (For the uninformed, Aurora is Sleeping Beauty, Disney version.) We took an expedition to Toys R Us with a gift card she'd recieved. After long and carefull consideration, she came home with a new princess sticker book, leaving a balance for another time. When it's her own "money" she is much more selective. When asked what she got for her birthday, she replied, "I have soooo much princess stuff."

Lela also had her annual check up, an occasion for much angst and wailing. She really, really doesn't like doctor visits. Unfortunatly she had just relaxed when her pediatrician announced she needed two booster shots. She's grown three inches this year, slowing down to a more normal grown pattern. Her first year home she grew over 5", coming up to her genetic potential, which looks like ending up about 5'2". I'm buying size 4 at the sales for next season, moving out of the baby girl section, sigh. It looks like she will always run a size behind her age, and her waist will be many sizes behind - she can still wear 18 month shorts and skirts.

Her mouth is many years ahead as Jamie found out one evening. We sometimes have musical chairs at dinner, as the girls preferred seat is in our laps and ours is everyone in their place. Lian had crawled onto Jamie and he had put her in his seat and was pretending to sit in her high chair. Lela pipes up, "I don't think you'll fit your great big butt in there, Papa." Another time, when she had extracted a promise out of him, she immediately released her huggy, lovey hold, sat up and giave him a thumbs up, saying, "Way to go, Papa."

Watching her learn and grow has been an aamzing experience. Last week, Lela "got" addition. One night at the dinner table, she suddenly announced, "Watch this!" She held up 2 fingers on each hand and counted, "one, two, and three, four." She went on to count varoius combinations fo fingers.

So Happy Birthday, our darling girl, and many, many more. Our lives have been much more exciting, noisy, fancy and happy since you came. I hope and pray I will be there for you whenever you need me, to see you stretch your wings and learn to fly, even for the crash landing. I love you more than words can ever express, all the way to the moon and back.
Love forever, Mama

Sunday, January 6, 2008

Super Trooper

Recovery - look at that cute little nose!

Ready to go home


Where's my stuff. Lela had better not be touching it.

Charlotte's request - the short version. Lian had a tooth extracted form her palate, ear tubes inserted, her palate lengthened with a Z-plasty procedure, her nose rebuilt and her upper lip re-done. She recovered amazingly well and come home the next morning, is eating, drinking, running around and playing - talking too. She's feeling the pain more now that the hospital meds have worn off, but regular Tylenol is enough to keep it under control.

The long version
Lian had her surgery at North Shore Hospital Friday, January 4. It went very well, even though we had a “surprise” palate repair. Since we had no one to leave Lela with at that hour, we all arrived at the hospital at 5:30am. We got the girls up at the last minute and packed them in the car in their pj’s. Two little girls in pj’s and parkas garnered a fair amount of “ohs” and “how cutes” in the pre-op waiting room and I think brightened up the day a bit. Lela had one of her sayings. As we were waiting I was teaching her how to spell a few words with the letters she can write – L,E,A (in her name) F, I and O. She looks at the straggling collection of “hill, hall, hello” and says, “I can write a lot of words. I might be a genius.” Which cracked up everyone in range. We were the last out of admissions at 7:45 since we were waiting for three surgeons. Lian is so little they had to put her ID bracelet on her ankle as her wrist is too small for even the last notch. Even the child’s gown was ankle length on her. Lian charmed everyone and was quite happy and cooperative right up to the point where the anesthesiologist put the mask on her. Then as the Dr. had predicted, she started to cry, took one deep breath and that was all she wrote.
Dr. Ditkoff the ENT went first and even though she had come off antibiotics for an ear infection only the week before there was a lot of fluid when he inserted the ear tubes, so they were very much needed. Dr. Siegal the oral surgeon went next. Lian had a tooth up in her palate. The bad news was that he doesn’t think it was her missing front tooth, but an extra tooth. He said it was very misshapen and had a lot of decay so she’s well rid of it. He’s going to do a full X-ray scan when we come for post–op visit so we will know what kind of orthodentistry we are looking at down the road. Then Dr. Ruotolo and Gallagher started. We didn’t know that Dr. Gallagher was coming and were happy to see her too.
We were upstairs, waiting and waiting. Dr. Siegal came up about 9 and told us how the early surgery went. Jamie took Lela to his mom’s house for the day and returned. We took turns running for meals. I had some sushi and a crab cake - it sounded good, tasted delicious and settled into my stomach like a lead weight that could wiggle. Fish and anxiety are a bad combination. Jamie brought back our laptop, but we couldn’t get the wireless connection to work. AHCH – cut off from my e-mail. He thinks it was the tech guy’s “fix” in China at the hotel in Xi’an when we had a problem with the hotel Internet firewall – so apparently we can get wireless in Xi’an but not anywhere else until Jamie figures out how to undo his fix. I think it was the top-secret spyware he loaded, NOT. We were pretty sure they had decided to try and extend her palate when they went past 11, but weren’t sure until Dr. Ruotollo came up to talk to us at 1. Initially the surgery had been to redo her nose and lip. We started with them fixing an oozing blood vessel that gave Lian a permanent little crust under her nostril and putting off any palate surgery until the spring. We could see in pictures from the SWI that the bleeding had been going on ever since her lip repair at 3 months. Then I told her that the speech therapist was telling us she had almost no mobility of her upper lip, so Dr. R. decided to add a redo of her lip. At our pre-surgical visit on Wednesday, Lian was relaxed and chatting away and she really got to hear how much air she loses during speech, so she tentatively added palate repair, though it didn’t look too bad to her on visual inspection – but inspecting a wide away 2-yo is apparently not too easy.
It turned out that Lian had a complete redo. The bleeding vessel was a crusted mass that had to be cleaned out – and while they were at it they tweaked her nose up and evened out the nostrils – her little nose is even cuter now. Her whole lip was adhered to the gum ridge and the muscles were not properly connected, so that was completely opened and redone, with stitches on the inside and dermabond on the outside to lessen any scarring. Her palate was completely repaired in China – but the scar tissue pulled it forward due to the way they did it, leaving her palate very short and sending half her air up her nose. So they lengthened her palate using a Z technique, so that the scar pulling can’t recur. She told us Lian did very well, and came out of the anesthesia very well too – even waving at her when they brought her out of it. She said she had to be drinking and peeing before she could go home.
We were taken up to recovery at 1:30 and though I was prepared to do battle, since the policy is only 5 minute visits twice an hour, we were immediately told not for kids, and can we get you chairs. A nurse stayed with Lian until she went up to pediatrics. We called our friend, Donna K., who works at the hospital but was out that day, and she sent an emissary to make sure we were doing OK. Lian was sound asleep when we went in but began to surface, still very groggy. The anesthesiologist came by and told us she’d given her a lot of meds and Lian wouldn’t be really awake until tomorrow – she didn’t want her to cry and stretch the lip. Since she’d been in surgery for almost 5 hours they kept her in recovery for a couple hours. We went up to pediatrics, Lian being wheeled in her crib just before 4pm. Pediatrics is very family friendly. They have reclining chairs beside every bed, snacks in a little kitchenette and a microwave and fridge if you are ordering out, free TV in the rooms, a playroom and a resource room full of books and DVDs. There’s a computer with a permanent Internet connection if you can kick the kids out of the way. There’s a shower for parents and they gave us a bag of toiletry supplies and extra pillow right away.
Lian started to become more alert, and Jamie realized that she wasn’t trying to pick at her mouth – she was signing water. We propped her up and started dribbling water into her mouth. Thank goodness we taught her sign – she wouldn’t have had anyway to “tell “ us otherwise – and what a smart little cookie, she knew how to get her needs met. I was giving her a teaspoon or two at a time, since the Dr. said go slow, we don’t want her tummy upset. We started her on a little apple juice too. I chatted with her roommate’s mom. Her 5yo was having mysterious chest pains, it was their third stay with no resolution.
Neither of us was prepared for an overnight stay, but since we only live about 15 minutes away it was not a big deal. Since I had taken a shower that am and he had not, Jamie left to get cleaned up, bring back changes of clothes, sweats to sleep in, the phone charger, and pick up Lela for a visit. While he was gone, Lian continued to sip juice and water, eventually downing almost a cup of fluids. Since she was doing so well the nurses decided get her a “clear” tray for dinner – broth, juice, jello, and Italian ice. They moved us to another room closer to the nursing station since they couldn’t hear her monitor and this is an older part of the hospital- the monitors aren’t hooked to the desk. Since she was pretty alert I put a Carebears DVD in the laptop for her to watch in her crib, since the plastic curtain on her crib prevented her from seeing the TV, and she liked that. When I checked her diaper she had produced, so all systems were working. When Jamie returned with Lela, he told me Lela really needed me at home and he would stay over. Lian’s new roommate was a little girl from California, who was also turning 4 in January just like Lela. She and Lela hit it of and went off to her nest at the window end of the room. Since Lian’s tray had still not arrived, Lela and I went off to the kitchenette to see what we could find – and of course, it arrived while we were gone. Lian liked the orange jello, but not the strawberry, had a few sips of broth, preferred the watermelon ice to the lemon (no surprise) and really wanted Lela’s ice cream cup. I did give her a few small spoonfuls. She dozed off again. Her nurse decided to give her anti-nausea meds just in case she needed a painkiller later on. Lela and I left about 9 and Dr. R. showed up 15 minutes later, so Jamie called as soon as we got home. She was very pleased with Lian’s progress. Lian will probably be released this morning between 9-10.
So how did Lian do overnight?
If you are a mere mortal who has just had two kinds of oral surgery and your nose and upper lip rebuilt, you would be curled in a fetal ball whining for more pain meds (that would be me.)
If you are a trooper, you would be bravely smiling and sipping a little liquid since that is what the Dr. told you to do.
If you are a Super Trooper, your surgeon on her discharge visit discovers you polishing off a plate of scrambled eggs and remarks incredulously, “She’s eating?”, you also make serious inroads into a cup of orange jello, are prepared to “work” your condition in order to wrest possession of a toy cash register from your sister, pick sweats over pj’s for your going home outfit, only cry when they yank your IV and it bleeds, walk out the door on your own steam waving bye-bye (then immediately want to be carried the rest of the way), eat an Italian ice in the car, and speak your first post-operative words upon arriving home, “Ats MINE.”
Everyone told us, “Kids bounce back” Well Lian is made of rubber I guess, since her recovery amazed even the peds ward nurses. We are so thrilled that the palate is done and she did so well, and if she doesn’t splat on her face and split her lip open – a real source of anxiety since she took off running as soon as she got home, she now may not need another surgery for several years. It will be exciting to see her new look once the swelling goes down.

Sunday, December 30, 2007

Miracles

Once we were waiting
for a child to call our own.
A baby to hold in our arms,
to make our house a home.

I dreamed of a little girl,
who was grinning up at me,
with a great big gap-toothed smile,
as wide as it could be.

It’s almost Christmas time.
We got an e-mail one day.
It said, "We’ve gotten your referral.
Pictures are on the way."

Then we got a little picture.
We’d be a mom and dad.
Our baby’s features were perfect,
But her eyes were oh so sad.

I worried would she love me?
Would I know how to love her?
At this late date I was afraid,
I wouldn’t be a good mother.











Then in a room in China,
I held my baby tight.
I felt my heart exploding,
So this was love at first sight.

Those sad eyes learned to sparkle,
Feet to run across the floor.
Our darling is growing older,
She’s not a baby anymore.

We thought we had love for more
than our family of three.
Another child might be waiting,
but where could she be?

I remembered the gap-toothed girl
I’d seen once in my dreams.
She might still be waiting.
There are miracles it seems.

This time we were looking
At special boys and girls.
Their bodies might not be perfect,
But each soul’s a gleaming pearl.

You might have to look harder,
sometimes that’s all it takes.
But even if you can’t see it,
God doesn’t make mistakes.

We got an e-mail about a little girl,
With chubby cheeks and a happy grin,
Maybe not my dream girl,
But this one pulled us in.

The e-mail said she was turning one,
Today was her birthday.
She needed a family,
could we make it a special day?

We said, "Yes we want her,
she is the perfect one."
We’d have her home for Christmas.
Her life had just begun.











Well the best-laid plans can go wrong,
Eighteen months have gone by,
We’re again in a room in China,
And suddenly she’s arrived

A little girl dressed in yellow
Scared and very shy,
I waited for my heart to leap,
Then we both began to cry.

Now again it’s Christmas.
We’re a family of four.
Since that day in China,
My heart’s grown a couple sizes more.

My husband took some pictures
of our girls beside the tree.
I’m putting them on the computer,
and what did I see?

A little girl with a gap-toothed grin
was smiling up at me.
It seems some miracles are to close,
For us to truly see.













So I learned a lesson,
that love can never fail.
We’re surrounded by miracles and angels,
and God can use e-mail!

Strange but true. I "saw" this picture almost 4 years ago, but until now I didn't see that it was Lian. I think we are surrounded by miracles and angels in disguise (who may not even know they are angels), we're just too busy with our daily lives to notice. Sometimes you have to smacked upside the head (HELLOOOO, God to Jennifer, WAKE UP!) to see what's right in front of you.

Thursday, December 27, 2007

Christmas is here

Dress #2, Cinderella, Cinderella!

The aftermath
Christmas Eve - Still being angels - Santa hasn't come yet




Family Service The Cherub Choir - Lela is peeking out from the back


Christmas Morning -Santa brought lots of goodies in the stockings


Grandma's House 9:30am Santa brought everything else to Grandma


Dress # 1, Princess Aurora

Annoyingly the pictures won't post in the order that I want, so imaging the first two are last. Xmas eve was the 5pm Family service with the kids choirs and carol sing, then back to Grandma's for dinner. Home to read "Twas the night before Xmas" and they did settle down right away. Christmas Day. I'm up as usual at 5, getting organized. Lian bangs to be let out at 7. 7:30 we wake up the princess who is still snoozing. They savage their stockings - Lela's favorite, tape - Lian's favorite, what ever she can get in her mouth. Then on to Grandma's House. Our friend Donna arrives from the city. No presents until after breakfast, then into the living room, where Santa has left a nice pile for each girl. Lian immediately decides she should have had Lela's princess rocking chair, but finally realizes the other pile is for her - all for her. Opening goes on till noon, Lian runs out of steam with several gifts left to go. She's never had a "real" Christmas with the massive overload of new toys, noise, paper, but she takes it pretty well. Jamie gets her to nap on the sofa while dinner is being prepared. Cinderella waltzes around the house, and by 3:30 we sit down to ham, green beans almondine, Brussell sprouts, salad, sweet potatoes Anna ( no sugar - just gobs of butter) rolls, and corn pudding. Followed by cheesecake and assorted candy. Finally home to bed, no bath (ignoring the candy cane stiffened hair.) As Lela said, "It's everything I ever wanted."

Jennifer has sent you a YouTube holiday video card

Happy Holidays


Watch "One Heartbeat at a Time"

A video created by CHI waiting mom, Angel. Click on the picture. I defy you to watch without crying. Lela and Lian are at 7:08



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Monday, December 24, 2007

Merry Christmas


Merry Christmas and Happy New Year. We've had a busy time, since I haven't done any wrapping yet, no time to wite a long missive. So I'm posting our Xmas letter, yeah, yeah, you've read some of it before.
It has been an exciting year – in a much better way than last year. As you recall from last year’s saga, Jamie began working at Strategic Insights and we were resuming progress on our second adoption of Han Lian aka Lian Elizabeth Rose. We filed our paperwork with the CIS/Homeland Security on 1/3/07, the last piece of paperwork in a massive paper chase. Jamie’s fingerprints were ok, and then they were rejected. And then we waited and waited. Lian turned two on March 28th. We finally got our approval on April 28th. By then our police clearances had expired so we went back to County police headquarters and then to the County notary to get an official seal for all our documents.
I dashed in to NYC to get the state seal and on to the Chinese Consulate for final approval. Ach – no County notary on our home study. Luckily the notary was certified in Manhattan too, so I only had to run 12 blocks uptown and then back – and then to the Consulate. The upshot, China got our complete dossier on May 17th, good thing since our medicals would have expired on May 30th.
And then we waited some more. A surprise update arrived in July (the only info we had was from when Lian was 6 months old). We found out that Lian had had her palate surgery and that she was tiny. Oops – I had already given away the 18 month summer clothes. On August 6th we received our Letter of Acceptance, just to make sure we still wanted to adopt, duh. Our travel approval came in record time, arriving August 23rd a slightly late birthday present to me, yeah! We all left for China on September 11th and spent three days touring Beijing. Next stop Xi’an (site of the Terra-cotta warriors) where we were united with Lian. Lastly to Guangzhou (which felt like old home week since we had spent two weeks there when adopting Lela). While there, we took a day trip to Lela’s institute in Shaoguan. We came home September 27th. All of this is (extensively) chronicled on our blog. Go to the September archives.
The newest member of the family is doing very well. She was in an exceptional institution, HanZhong Social Welfare Institute, where the special needs unit is run by English Langauge Association and supportd by Caring for China. She has almost no delays aside from those associated with her cleft lip and palate. The bad news is that the repairs in China need to be redone so she needs additional surgery. January 4th she goes in for nose/lip revision, ear tubes and tooth extraction. Repairing her soft palate will have to wait until early summer as the China repair needs time to heal. Meanwhile, she is starting speech therapy, going to toddler music, story time and Sunday school nursery. She is a bright, funny, affectionate little girl who hit the ground running. Her speech is limited due to the open soft palate, but she makes the best of it. Since her consonants are limited to m, n, h, w and approximations of l and t, it’s a little tricky to understand her. But Mama, Mine, and NO are loud and clear. She’s also picking up American sign language via Signing Time and has a vocabulary of about 60 words and signs, no cognitive language problems there, and much better than my Mandarin. She’s a whiz at puzzles and mechanical toys – maybe an engineer in the future? We’re looking at Easter in March ’08 for her baptism.
Lela is sprouting up. Having achieved a towering 38” she’s now legal for carnival rides and a full head taller than little sis Lian. Lela enjoys the bossing aspect of big sisterdom, but is not as crazy about all the sharing. She resumed Chinese class this fall. It’s not just language but culture with dancing and songs. Last spring her school performed at the Flushing mall to a 99% Chinese audience and brought down the house. She also goes to toddler music, story time, and pre-k Sunday school. She had her acting debut in the Sunday school production of Stone Soup in October, with the line, “I have eggplant.” We’re looking at a gymnastics class since she can put her foot on top of her head while standing up with no effort. Plus she has gotten into the social circuit, which means playdates and birthday parties. Lots of birthday parties – so hers in January will be a big one, with a piƱata, to which she has already invited half the kids on Long Island. She is still very much a princess, Cinderella to be exact. Her favorite colors are purple, closely followed by Cinderella blue and pink too. She is VERY articulate, loves big words and is good at picking up phrases like, “I can’t stand it” and “We’re out of here.” Is that nature or nurture?
After a somewhat rocky start they are getting along like sisters – playing, squabbling, sharing, hugging, shoving, tattling, engaging in secretive scheming (the meringue machination and the cereal caper come to mind.) How are we doing? Parenting two under-fives is an adventure, especially at 50 something (No, we are not their grandparents.) But it’s one we wouldn’t trade for all the tea in China. There are times when the volume is above safety regulations and now they can run in opposite directions. Conspiracy – we’d forgotten about that aspect of siblings. We also get to re-experience childhood – a great excuse to ride a giant slide, and the snuggly kisses, silly games, and pleasure of seeing them light up when they “get” something new.
Jamie is enjoying his now not so new job. They’ve done a lot of tough work – like the candy survey that required buying over 300 different packs of candy and gum. While waiting for our travel date, he attended to the various waterworks in our leaky house, including repairing all the fixtures in one bathroom. He is also the handyman at Mom’s home. Current project - restoring the 100 year old wrap-around porch with its 10 columns and railings with help from sister Christy, occasional visits from brother Kirby and nephew Evan, and Mom when she’s feeling guilty about watching the workers (she likes to scrape and sand.)
I am still waaaay over committed (Church Facility Mgr., Village Com. of the Environment, Audubon VP & Newsletter Ed., Board or Chair of RFMBPW, MBPC, CCPW, PWPC, LISSCAC, TNHEC, TNHWFA – there must be an anagram somewhere in that alphabet soup) and ready to be committed most days. But I am happy being a semi stay at home mom - meaning I stay at home AND work - interesting trying to conduct a phone call while two wailing demons, uh, children are trying to scale my legs. This and the sleep deprivation aspect of parenthood give insight into new possibilities for information extraction techniques: Talk, or we turn you over to the toddlers! I submitted photos and an essay that were accepted for the Love Without Boundaries’ new coffee table book, Love’s Journey 2, http://www.lovewithoutboundaries.com/ (We’re on page 195.) This is a terrific charity that helps the children in China’s Institutions, most of whom will NOT be adopted. The founder, Amy Eldridge, personally made the contacts for us to deliver a wheelchair in Beijing that was donated by a family at our church.
In July Lela and I were able to visit the rest of the Wilson clan in Wisconsin courtesy of sister Carrie and Southwest’s unbelievable $78 roundtrip fare. Sister Gillian and nephew Oscar came up from Chicago too. We had a great time and I was reminded of how child friendly Madison is. The zoo is free, and so is the parking, the beaches, the County Fair if you’re under 10 (and a stiff $5 if you are older) and dollar a ride day makes it easy on the pocket book. We also went to the Farmer’s Market and big open-air art show (cookie bribes being applied at regular intervals.) Lela also enjoyed the wading pool in the backyard and biking to the local play ground - on her 2-wheeler with training wheels. She had a blast on her new favorite carnival attraction, the giant slide (5 trips down with Aunt Carrie, 3 with mom). And she loves cotton candy.
This year we doubled our blessings. We have so much to be thankful for; our darling, lovable, smart, crabby, silly, loving little angels, our family and friends, our teeny and very humble home overflowing with plastic toys, books, pets, and herds of dust bunnies (do they qualify as pets?) The beautiful place we live with the beach and bay within minutes walk and the great library, the exquisite birds that frequent our yard, health and happiness, and that we can live without a lot of monetary wealth, good thing since we haven’t won the lottery yet.
Glad tidings to you and your kin, hold them close and rejoice in their uniqueness. Don’t forget the stranger and those in need. Live life with an open heart and hand, and be prepared to follow the path less taken—it can lead to unexpected joy.

Love Jennifer, Jamie, Lela and Lian

Monday, December 10, 2007

HO HO HO




With Christmas bearing down like a freight train, it's tough to be reflective when you have to shop, clean, decorate, shop, entertain, send cards, shop, wrap, mail, shop.The busyness can be wearing but it's a pleasure at times. This weekend was jam packed with fun. On Saturday we had our traditional morning out with Grandma P to buy a tree, then breakfast at the local diner. Then I rushed out to do some shopping, returning to pick up Lela and take her to her Chinese Class. We returned to Grandma's house and decorated her tree. Busy but nice. Sunday we had church immediately followed (after a 45 minute drive) by the annual FCC (Families with Children from China) Holiday Party. There were dozens of families with little girls and a sprinkling of boys from China, dressed in their holiday best. All those little girls twirling on the dance floor in red, black, pink and gold velvet , taffetta and tulle was a lovely sight.
Santa visited with gifts (provided by parents.) This year we finally have a Santa picture! Lela overcame her fears and now says she, "Loves Santa." Lian is pretty un-phaseable so a big guy in a red suit was just one more oddity of her new life, though she was not crazy about being scooped up on his lap. She's very self confident. After scoping out the scene she felt comfortable checking out the dance floor, food line, the DJ booth, and other peoples's plates, while periodically checking back with us to see if any interesting food had appeared in her absence. Lela picked at the brunch buffet but managed an enormous bowl of strawberry icecream with sprinkles and cherries for desert.

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Coconspirators Indicted!

I guess everyone has days like this, but…..It was a dark and stormy night. Rising at 5am I had already gotten a jump on the day – I was showered, dressed and had read a few e-mails. By 7am the dawn had failed to break through the dense clouds and drizzle. Then the whine of little voices could be heard on the monitor – "mama, Mama, MAMA." We had company coming early, so I hustled them downstairs, got them stated on breakfast and whipped into the living room to vacuum. About 15 minutes later, I return to the kitchen to find that in my absence they had;
1. Gotten a new box of cereal off the counter and filled their bowls – and the table and floor.
2. Got the milk out of the fridge and topped off their bowls, and the table.
3. Tried to clean up the mess using a whole roll of paper towels. The dog cleaned up the cereal and milk on the floor.
4. Spotted a bag of Goldfish crackers on the counter, gotten it down, gotten out new bowls (we go through about 20 a day since our finicky little darlings can only use a clean bowl) and spoons and retreated to the powder room to consume. I think Lian was the dupe, since she was sitting happily on the potty stool when I found them, but Lela clearly knew she was in for it, as she had crammed herself behind the toilet to snarf down her ill gotten gains.
I wasn’t amused at the time, but am now pretty amazed at their ingenuity. But I now had 30 minutes to get them cleaned up and dressed, and re-clean the kitchen before Lian’s speech therapist showed up.
However, that was not all for the day. We had an action packed schedule – after the therapist, I stuffed them into raincoats and then into car seats and it was off to the races. Lian’s story time at 10:30, playing group at the church nursery at 11:30 (with lunch), home for nap. Latter on, when I thought I had them safely settled with snacks in front of a PBS Kids show, and was upstairs for few minutes getting a load of laundry, they again swung into action. Coming downstairs to an empty living room and then kitchen I experienced brief panic. Not in the powder room or coat closet. Not in the utility room - wait - that’s a foot sticking out from behind the hot water heater. And there they were, wedged behind the heater and furnace. Covered in the remnants of chocolate meringue cookies. Standing on what had been the dryer vent hose, now flattened. So much for clean clothes. Did you know that chocolate meringue + saliva = stains that require 5 go rounds in the washer to eradicate? I bet not.
The next day we had the cereal caper, with an entire (new) bag of cereal strewn across the living room. When grilled, Lela ratted out little sis Lian and I had to agree. The modus operandi was her highchair pushed up against the counter for access. Lela prefers to stand on cane-seated chairs, the better to poke holes with her sharp little tootsies. At least they are now acting like sisters. Somehow I had managed to forget the criminal conspiracy aspect of sisterhood, but thinking back…..
Maybe straight jackets are called for, but since I don’t think they make them in 18M and 3T, I’ll just order on for myself.

Mother's Day

Last spring while riding the train home from the city where I had just handed in the last of Lian's paperwork, I had nothing to do since I had gone through all my reading material while waiting at the Chinese Embassy. I got out a notepad and this poem started to flow and practically wrote itself. Adoption can be bittersweet as there is no gain without a loss.
http://www.emkpress.com/mothersday.html

Lian on left in yellow

Lian on left in yellow
about 14 months, with her friend Hailey

Lian at 6 months

Lian at 6 months
Who could resist that smile?

Lian at 4 months

Lian at 4 months
Right after surgery for her lip

Sha'anxi Province Map

Sha'anxi Province Map
HanZhong in lower left

China Map

China Map
Sha'anxi Province in center