So many people have been following our adoption journey for so long. I don't know if this qualifies as an update or not, but this child is not an orphan.
He lives at an orphanage. A terrible place, really. But he has a family. He has a mother and a father, 3 siblings who love and pray for him, an aunt and uncle who adore him, grandmoms who send birthday presents, cousins who think he's cool, and 6 foster aunties who are completely smitten.
I can't go into detail about the time we spent together, not here on the blog anyway. We spent a lot of QT together. I am so thankful that the Lord gave me so many precious moments with my son. Each night I went to sleep replaying these moments, and praising my Heavenly Father for giving them to me.
He is truly the sweetest thing ever. I got to tuck him in, pray with him, and read the bible to him. I told him to brush his teeth, reminded him to use his manners, untangled his slinkie, uploaded his pictures, kissed his forehead, beemed at his high scores, told him no, listened to ipod songs with him and giggled with him to Weird Al Yankovic videos and our private jokes.
We giggled a lot. Megs (one of my teammates) said, "listening to you two laugh together is pure magic".
He told me his secrets and I wiped tears from his beautiful face.
He is not an orphan, he is my son.