I'm sitting here at the kitchen table waiting for dinner to be done. Outside the snow is falling and I'm thinking about you. I wonder how you will react to your first sight of snow. Will you even want to venture out and play in it with your siblings? This is one of the many, many, things I dream about when you come home.
I'm thinking of you and your sweet little boy-ness. I remember how goofy and funny you were while your daddy and I were visiting you. You loved the stickers we brought you. We cracked up laughing when you grabbed a hat sticker, stuck on the top of your head and did a crazy dance while saying, "chapo". You taught us yet another creole word. We still laugh when we talk about how every time daddy used the punching balloon, you always did jumping jacks to the rhythm. You are so delightfully silly! Daddy and I always imitate the way you would close one eye half way and had this crooked grin…..we never really new why you did that, but you knew it made us belly laugh so you did it a lot! :) I hope that when we bring you home you will still sing your sweet little song for us, "day la la, day la la!"
We still have so much to learn about you, little man, and there is so much growing and bonding that needs to take place in our home. There will be hard times as well as beautiful moments we will cherish as a family. I want you to know that we are ready. All five of us are ready for you to join this family. To be there for you in every way possible. Our home will be a place of love, laughter, security, healing…..etc. I look back to when I was so upset and sad over how long this process was taking. I naively thought that things would go quickly for us, without a hitch. HA!! Was I dead wrong. I would have not been ready to be the momma I needed to be if it went my way, on my timeline. Also, we wouldn't have you, my son. You were so worth the wait. We are yours. Our hearts dream of the day you come home. We love you with all our hearts.
Love,
Your Momma Blanc
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