May 6, 2013

We have hope (update)

Okay y'all.  I have seriously neglected my blog.  I say its for good reason with my 5 kiddos and crazy life, but then I read blogs like Ni Hao Y'all and then I have no excuse.  OIY.

I wrote back in September that we were headed to MN to have our son, John, tested for a multitude of things.  There were years of unexplained behavior, inabilities and frustration for both him and us. Our trauma counselor recommended MN to us and we are so thankful she did. I have been asked numerous times what our results were and for a while I just wasn't ready to talk about it but over the past 8 monthI have had some other mommas come forward and tell me their child's story and ask questions and so I would love to share our results and outcomes so far.

After 3 days of testing, Michael and I were brought together with a team of doctors and told many, many things.  The overview of what we were told was that our son was very lucky.  Our son has Traumatic Brain Injury due to the severity and duration of the starvation he went through while in China.  While I know many of the children from our son's orphanage come home healthier, he was not a favored child and thus came home to us with 6 months to live.  He was "lucky" in the fact that his brain injury and starvation didn't affect his IQ.  While the doctors repeatedly told us they see thousands of adopted children from all over the world that were in the same situation as John,  most children's IQ is negatively affected. John's was not.  Which leads to greater frustration than normal, because he is aware that he should be able to do or remember things, but he just can't.

There is also the issue with his corpus callosum.  While it's there, the doctors aren't sure if it is functioning.  The corpus callosum serves, if you will, like a connector between the left and right hemisphere of your brain.  Activities such as jumping rope, running, reading, writing, climbing stairs, swinging, chewing food, well you get the drift, require both sides of the brain to work in unison to make the motor planning work on both sides of the body.  I mean its a bit tough to swing with just one side of your body, or eat only using half of your tongue right?  This is something we saw in John for years. Inability to walk/run without falling down, inability to chew/swallow his food, inability to hold pencils with a strong grasp and the list goes on.

The doctors did give us hope. They said John would be allowed to have modified curriculum at school due to his TMI.  This was good.  They also said he would be given free PT and OT at school because of the diagnosis.  This was good too. They told us that he most likely would never be an athlete or be able to read (think left to right with you eyes when you read on a page), that he would not be able to write and to get him started in Kindergarten on keyboarding right away. Not so good.

BUT, and let me tell you this, doctors are not God, they are human and they are very smart and God has gifted them to treat us in ways they deem best, but again they are not God.

The very little boy they said wouldn't read, is reading.  Our little boy is writing.  And our little boy is jumping rope, climbing up playgrounds, swinging on his own, riding bicycles and scooters and drawing me the most precious pictures.

They said he wouldn't, but God said he would.

We were denied PT/OT at school because they did not see a need for it and his curriculum has stayed the same as the regular classroom.  We were blessed with his teacher though.  She is by far the best thing that could have happened to John this year at school  She loves him.  She challenges him. She prays for him and encourages him when he is down.

And here is a picture of our little one enjoying life.  Brain injury and all.  There is more to living than a diagnosis and much more than we could ever imagine that God has planned for John.





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November 29, 2012

5 years ago.

We waited in our hotel room in Xi'an until 5 pm (the time given to us by our guide) before we bolted out the door and down to the lobby

We had someone we HAD to meet.

This someone had been waiting far too long for us, although he didn't know it at the time, and we had no idea how he was going to rock our world but we were ready to get a rockin'.

The first glimpse we had of our son was that he was propped into the corner of a couch while 5 Chinese men and women stared at him and then at us, as we were rounding the corner, not so quietly or slowly.

Welcome the loud Americans to the 5 star Chinese QUIET hotel lobby.  Ooops!


We scooped him up and thought how incredibly tiny he was and then realized he was frozen in a sitting position, even as we passed him to each other and then to Kaden and Mattie.  Frozen from fear no doubt at this blue eyed family talking non-sense and holding him.  Our sweet boy, Zheng jia Kang, was finally in our arms.  He never cried or moaned, but stared blankly at us over the next 3-4 days. Clearly he had never be around such fun, loving people. (okay just kidding there!)

Why yes, boys can look cute in pink.  Didn't you know that?
This was all John did for the first few days.  Suck his thumb
and stare at us.

It took awhile for him to trust us to take care of him but the smiles and laughter did come.  The attachment, not so much.  As in not so much almost 3 years later BUT it did come after that. So hang in there all your moms and dads wondering if your child knows you are mom and dad or just some random person off the street.  Attachment takes time. In our case, A LOT of time.

Our littlest has endured more than we can fathom and more than we most likely will ever experience in our lifetime here in America.  But look at him today.


Obstacles to overcome? yes.  Will he do it?  Absolutely.


We give God all the glory and praise for our son and for bringing him to us.
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Want to see a cutie in action?




















Told ya he was cute!

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November 5, 2012

Our daughter-for-a-year


I've not quite introduced our newest daughter for the year.

Meet MeiQi "Maggie"

her first day at "home"
Maggie is our exchange student from China and will be living with us for a year.

 It's gonna be good too. 

We have learned so much about the Chinese home life, culture, and schooling just in the short 2 1/2 months she has lived with us.

She has learned so much about American home life, culture, schooling, Christianity and what it feels like to live with a family.  Since Maggie was 6, she has lived at school and only came home for a visit for one night with her family.  

Trying out American food at a town fair
She prefers being with us rather than being alone or with her friends.  How cool is that?  Maggie is learning what it's like to be a big sister, what "pantsing" means, how to kid around in our family, and how to be loved and give love.  

John broke her in very quickly by hugging her almost constantly after she arrived. It's fun to see the transformation.  She was shocked the first time he hugged her, and didn't hug back at all.  Now she chases him through the house trying to catch him and get a hug.  

And when daddy is sarcastic (in a funny way) she gets it and dishes it right back to Michael.  She will karate chop me now instead if just staring at me blankly and plops right down in the floor with the girls and teaches them paper cutting all the while speaking to Gabby in Chinese. 



It's good here.  Really good.


If you are ever interested in hosting an exchange student,  AFS has one of the best programs in America. Check out their webpage here.


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October 16, 2012

Letting go...

Since Gabby has been home, we have made every effort to continue her relationship with her foster family.  

She speaks with them several times a month via Skype.

Many times it is a good to reconnect with her foster family and catch up, but sometimes it just hurts her little heart because life in China keeps going, people move on, and things change.

Explaining that to a 9 year old is hard.  

We just found out that her foster grandparents are moving to new homes.  The homes that she grew up in will not be there for her to visit when we return to China next summer.  She is so sad that she won't be returning to see the places she loved for so long.

She is learning to let go of what she loves so much, but wanting so much not to let go.  

She doesn't want to be forgotten by her foster family and she feels she will be with these new moves.  The foster family has shared with us they are trying to wean Gabby off calling so much to help her emotionally detach from them.  It's a catch 22 and one we are tackling sloooooowly.

Change is so hard.

"The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit." 
Psalm 34:18

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October 3, 2012

3 months late for pictures!

We are home from MN and it was a wonderful trip in so many ways and a very difficult trip in so many ways.  We are holding everything close to our hearts and waiting for the final results in about 3 weeks.

John's birthday was 3 months ago and while I sorted and saved pictures then, they have been sitting on my desktop for a blog post for quite some time now.  I thought I would share his big 6th birthday celebration with you all so you can get a glimpse of his cuteness wrapped up into one busy little body.

Since he is our only one with a summer birthday, we celebrated outdoors with water! The kids loved it while us adults melted slowly.


John with some of his favorite friends,
Kobe, Sam, Braden, Will and family




We pulled out the piñata for some fun and boy
did we get a laugh out of these kiddos!



I mean I would never want my picture on the web with
a "I'm gonna KILL that piñata" look to it
BUT they are kids and
the pictures will make you laugh.
So I'm sharing 



And we all need a good laugh sometimes!


Please excuse the blurriness.
I was giggling too much..


And my favorite one, the karate chop from Kobe!

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Happy 6th Birthday handsome lit'l man of ours!



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September 26, 2012

We have hope!

I thought quite awhile whether to even blog about our time up in MN but I'm hoping that perhaps my post will help another family get some help when every doctor, clinic, SW seems to be baffled at their situation and their child.

Our sweet, sweet John is being tested, as I type, by a team of neuropsychologists to determine just exactly what is going on with him.  I can't go into details of what's going on because I feel like it would sound negative and I don't want to sound negative.  I do just want to encourage any other parents out there who is struggling with WHY there child is having problems still and HOW you can make it better for them and yourself.  The University of MN (we were told) is the best in the nation in regards to testing children who have been adopted and are struggling.

If you are reading my post and its Wednesday, Thursday or Friday, please be praying for our sweet boy.  He is so full of love and joy and so precious to be around. We are hopeful the doctors can pinpoint what is going on and offer wisdom and counsel to help him and us make it better.

We are still confident of our Father's goodness even during difficult times and know that He has plans for John and us in exactly the place we are right now.

If there are any adoptive parents who have questions, feel free to email me.  John's story is his story to tell, not ours, but I am happy to help, if I can, anyone going through similar circumstances.

"But as for me, I will look to the Lord;
I will wait for the God of my salvation;
my God will hear me."
Micah 7:7

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September 21, 2012

I'm old

And I just realized this last week.
Seriously.

It hit me last week that I'm old.

I always knew my kids got older every 
year but in my mind I was still,
oh let's say 
a, young, energetic, line-free 25 year old!

Then I realized my kids teachers
were my age.

And that I wasn't a cheerleader anymore.

The white hair is sprouting like
a Chia pet on top of my head.

And that those lines on the side of your nose
actually have a name!

Nasolabial folds.

And I HAVE THEM!

Even when I'm not smiling.
Which is the worst.

And I even told my husband that my Hollywood crush,
Zac Efron,
is too young for me to even date now.

And he laughed out loud.
Not.Even.Kidding.
Which I'm sure was hilarious to him 
to hear me talk like this 

but 

I just realized I'm old,
last week.

Good thing my hubby is happy 
growing old together
because apparently 
we've been doing that for a while.
I just had no idea.
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