Wednesday, June 6, 2018

One Year Home with Ruth

A year!


So much has changed in this year with Ruth.

Sister can climb this? Me too!

She had a major surgery.



She has gone to the mountains and the ocean.



She has had two different speech therapists.



She has grown (a little bit).


She has been to countless doctor and dentist appointments.



She has gone through one tiny illness.



She has endured a terrible pollen allergy.



She has experienced a Pennsylvania summer, a fall fair season, a long, long winter, and a slow, slow spring.

She LOVES to "read" chapter books like her sisters

Ruthie has changed our lives. Her four older sisters are more compassionate, more empathetic, and more patient than ever.



Because of Ruth, her sisters have first-hand knowledge of the myriad of beautiful ways the Lord provides for His children.



Because of Ruth, I have learned to advocate for a child with special needs.



Because of Ruth, I have become a resource parent for others considering adopting a child with cleft.

Because of Ruth, I have a bit more gray hair.

She is forever stealing my iced coffee.


Because of Ruth, our kids have learned that special needs don't need to be scary.



Because of Ruth, our girls all want to be adoptive Mamas when they grow up.



I think it's safe to say that Ruth is exactly what we didn't know our family was missing.

Bedtime stories with Daddy


We are blessed to have a lot of our family living nearby, so we celebrated on her exact one-year-home date, May 26, with heaps and heaps of Chinese food ordered from our local Peking Chinese take-out in Quarryville. We had some Asian fruits from the new Asian market, and topped it off with red, white and blue décor! Oh, and tattoos. So. Many. Tattoos.












Thank you, God, for this beautiful life.

My five daughters and our honorary son


Behold, children are a gift of the LORD, The fruit of the womb is a reward. Psalm 127:3 NASB




Happy One year home!


While it's true that Ruthie is not from my own womb, another woman carried her and it's a privilege to call her mine.  



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