By: Kelly Krause
Hello Ladies. Back again this month to continue the story about my #2 son in Romania. This particular installment is about our adventure together for the first time as mother and son. The time I spent with Mitch had ups, downs, laughter and a whole lot of love.
I left the airport in Bucharest with his hand in mine forcing myself to believe he was actually beside me.
I am sure that angel wings carried me across the parking lot to the van. Paul, Mitch’s caregiver, informed me that we were scheduled a stop at McDonald’s before we got on the road. He had promised Mitch a Happy Meal. Yes, my first eating experience in Romania was a McDonalds and the entire ministry team joined us. I have never been happier to buy a Happy Meal in my life before or since.
I think the team was amused to watch me as I fell in love with my 2nd son. He was timid. I was sleep deprived. Interesting combination. It gets better.
I was invited to travel in a smaller pa
I bet you thought I was on a permanent vacation. Wishful thinking for us all. I did go to the beach with my gal pals in August. It was FABULOUS! I highly recommend R&R for all you ladies. It has done wonders for my outlook on life. When I decided that I would go on this long needed girl trip, I had 2 things that I was really looking to hear answers from the Lord about. One of those things was dealing with some emotional issues regarding my marathon adoption. I can’t say that I walked away from Panama City with all the answers, but I can say that God definitely gave me something to ponder.
Here is what I am pondering and praying for more revelation about even today. I truly believe that God destines each and every child to be in a family, whether biologically or by adoption. So….If this is my belief then I must trust God that He has and will equip me to be my children’s mother. Being a mother long distance brings a whole new meaning to this for me. And the questio
The Meeting of a Sleep Deprived Mom and an Amazing New Son
Hello readers. I’m glad you’re are back to read another installment of the journey to bring Mitchell Feri home. I trust that as you read about my journey to meet him for the first time that you will see through this mom’s eyes what meeting an older child is like.
Early on a cold November morning, I unload my bags that I have stuffed to the gills with “stuff” for my boy. I have never been packed so efficiently. (That in part due to my wonderful friend, Melanie, who literally packed my suitcase for me.) I was too frazzled from moving across town to even think about how to pack. I could not wait to get on the plane just so I could sleep. The anxiety of leaving my oldest child behind for 11 days in brand new surroundings was at the forefront of my mind, but it did not override the excitement of knowing that I would see my 2nd child in just 48 hours.
As I greeted the other people that were comin
Last month I began sharing with you the beginning of my journey through international adoption. I will continue that thread this month. Maybe I'll finish, Maybe I won't, we shall see together. Let me begin this portion by saying again, this is not an article of what to do or not to do in an international adoption. It is simply my adoption journey.
God put this child in my life for a purpose. My Mitchell Feri's life is destined to be linked to mine forever. Remember this as you read about my Marathon Adoption of Epic Proportions.
When I saw the phrase "standing in the hope" as sign off of a friend's e-mail it spoke to me in a very real way. I said "That is me. That is where I have been for the past 4 years" It is where I live today. My journey during this adoption has been one with peaks of hope and valleys so low that I am not sure I can express in writing the pain that my heart has felt. This month I'll attempt to share some about just Standing in the Hope
Since I began this adoption series on 1smartmom, I have mentioned a few times that we have been in a lengthy international adoption process. I have chosen this month to begin to tell you this story. This is not an article of what to do or not to do in an international adoption. It is simply my adoption journey. God put this child in my life for a purpose. My second son's life is destined to be linked to mine forever. Remember this as you read about my Marathon Adoption of Epic Proportions.
Our adoption journey to bring our #2 son into our lives began in the Fall of 2002. We had recently relocated across the country to be closer to extended family. We were settled and ready to begin the adoption process again. I had begun to ask the Lord to bring another little boy into our home that was around 2 or 3 years old.
We felt that the age of our older son would fit nicely with a 2 year gap. I wanted Zach to have a playmate for life.
A usual practice in our life is to "sowâ€
