So, my eldest asked me to put in Steven Curtis Chapman's Beauty Will Rise while we were on the way to school earlier this week. This has been a great CD to start many discussions with her, between talking of death and the need for a Saviour to discussing adoption and how an adoptive parent chooses to love that child even though the child doesn't have their blood running through his or her veins. This also led to a discussion on how Jesus dying on the cross made it possible for God to adopt us as children. I really love how she is not afraid to ask questions and I must remember to never be afraid to answer them.
Adoption is an amazing thing! I have a friend who is currently going through her third attempt at adopting. She and her husband tried to have kids, but when they realized that wasn't going as they'd hoped, they opened their hearts up to the idea of adoption. Sadly, the first two attempts ended in the birth mothers changing their minds. This was very painful for my friend and her husband. They never met the first, but did take the second little girl home and love her and take care of her for 2 weeks, at which time the birth mother called and told them she had changed her mind. They will forever love that little girl. It's just the kind of people they are! This 3rd child is a boy, they are nearing the 2 week mark, which I'm sure is scary. This 3rd case has played out very differently though and we all have hope that this is THEIR son! They love him like it was their blood flowing through his veins! That's the way it ought to be. That is the way that God loves us.
Then that brings up the subject of biological and non-biological children. There is something I will never get. How can a parent turn their back on their child? How can they say (either with words or with actions) they don't care for that child? I know I have my moments of frustration when I want to pull my hair out, but I will never turn my back on my children! No, it's not easy raising kids, especially one with special needs, but I didn't sign up for easy when I decided to have kids. I signed up to love them, any/all of them with all my heart! Have I always been the best at showing this? No, but God is teaching me the ways I need to improve and giving me a high five when he sees I've done it right!
So, praise the Lord, I am adopted into the family of God! Praise the Lord for Jesus Christ's shed blood that washes away my sin and makes me white as snow!
This is a blog that I am using to post fun and inspirational messages on. I hope you find something of use. I have a post from August 2005 that can walk you through the Roman's Road to Salvation if you have stumbled across this and you are not a Christian.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Living Life with an Out of Sync Child
So, I have struggled with this disorder from day one with little bit. She is a doll baby, but was definitely different from the get-go. There were many nights I got calls at work about her screaming for hours, there was the delayed motor skills, the fact that tickling didn't rile her, but it relaxed her. She hated being on her belly for a very long time, plus the first several times I touched her bare feet to grass she screamed bloody murder. Come to find out, this was all a part of a condition she was born with called Sensory Processing Disorder. Today, you barely notice a thing wrong with her. You can tell her speech, but on a good day you would never guess what is going on inside her body. The mixed messages, the troubles coping, the balance struggles. It just is not a "normal" life for her and may never be what any of us would consider normal.
So, after much time, debating whether to use the internet in this way, I ordered an informative book on the condition called "The Out of Sync Child" as well as its companion book, "Growing an In Sync Child." I've just received them, so I haven't gotten much past evaluating your child, but I really anticipate expanding my knowledge and being able to help little bit cope better. Nights like last night, when I had to swaddle a toddler and hold her tight while whispering calming words in her ear, they really bring it home. She was not having an "in sync" day.
So, after much time, debating whether to use the internet in this way, I ordered an informative book on the condition called "The Out of Sync Child" as well as its companion book, "Growing an In Sync Child." I've just received them, so I haven't gotten much past evaluating your child, but I really anticipate expanding my knowledge and being able to help little bit cope better. Nights like last night, when I had to swaddle a toddler and hold her tight while whispering calming words in her ear, they really bring it home. She was not having an "in sync" day.
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