This day hasn't gone anything like I had planned. I dressed for work this morning, delivered big kids to school and then dashed back home to tie up a few loose ends as I do every morning. Little Sister hasn't been feeling the greatest lately and as I approached her preschool downhill took a turn for the ugly.
My girl hasn't been eating or drinking much lately. There's a list of other important things too. I called and made an appointment to see our family doctor and then spent the last of my Starbucks gift card on something yummy I thought she might enjoy. Four sips later we were back to crocodile tears and dramatic interludes.
Parenting this girl is a joy, and also, the hardest thing ever. When her body doesn't feel well it sends mixed signals. It also sends Little Sister into day upon day of very stressful behavior. We've learned to know when she's sick and when she's just being two. What we haven't learned is how to fix it. When things go down, they go down fast. Her vocabulary is unbelievable, but she isn't able to communicate what's wrong physically. Instead she throws something, hits someone, bites her brother or screams and yells.
Much of what we are dealing with these days come as a result of things that were done before she was born. They do not define her, but they interrupt her day, her play, her interactions with others.
When we finalized her adoption earlier this year, our journey to serve our girl didn't end. We turn her over to God on a daily basis and plead for His wisdom, and patience with her. She is so easy to love, but sometimes a challenge to parent.
I am so, so very thankful this is the path He chose for our family, and I am even more thankful that God walks this path with us.
God is good, all the time!