Happy Gotcha Day!

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We take “Gotcha” day literally around here. Good catch, Laelia!

My baby boy’s Gotcha Day is TODAY! Happy one year home little Amerikrainian!

Last year on this day (August 15th) Roland left the orphanage and was promised that he would never EVER go back there. Welcome to family; family is permanent.

“Are you sure you want him? Would you rather have a ‘healthy’ child?”

Our son (the diamond in the rough, a pearl of great price, the treasure in the field) is forever wanted! Desperately wanted. Incredibly loved!

What they couldn’t see, we saw so clearly.

So did all of you.

“Didn’t you pick him up two days ago?” a nanny asked on this day last year. No, we hadn’t. Was he just a number? Another mouth to feed? He’s so much more than that.

I carried him out the formidable green gates, down the stairs with no handicap access, across the streets with no crosswalks and into the car with no car seat.

He literally left without a thing to his name. Well he would have. They striped him of clothing, and then when they realized we had left his extra clothes at our apartment in Kiev, an hour away, they suggested we leave him in the orphanage another day. (Um, no.) Finally they allowed us to take home different clothes (comically too big, mismatched and pink-laced) only because I asked really really nicely. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand it also may have had something to do with the fact I had just gifted them 100% of the money the Ukrainian government had in a savings account to feed Roland that would have gone to me. My back. Your back. Scratchy scratchy.

He had no toys.

He had no ability to chew the first foods we gave him. And he choked on his first snack. (Great job, mom!)

He was so scared during our walk around busy Kiev (on our aimless hunt for diapers) that he started shaking and then threw up down the front of my shirt. Cars and buildings and people and noise… this was all completely foreign to him.

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With no language and no way to get away he braved the terrifying umbrella creature over his head. What torturous moments in the rain.

And, even though I imagined this magical instant bond, he was also wary of this strange woman he was strapped to.

But then that woman put him in a bathtub.

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Or glorious day! He LOVED his first ever real bath! So much!

He discovered the microwave that was kept near the floor because “Let’s put microwaves on the floor!” said the dumbest apartment designer ever.

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And the best toy in the world was the door in the apartment between the bathroom and kitchen that he loved to close, then wait excitedly for it to open again, then close it again.

He didn’t make great eye contact.

He didn’t know how to hug or rest against me or cuddle.

But he was willing to learn. Slowly. Cautiously.

He fell asleep for the first time in his life that night with a Mommy right next to him, hand on his tummy–no bars, no distance.

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With those little stiff arms that would NOT bend.

Several days later Roland would get his passport and fly home.

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…and scream most of the 26+ hours of travel. And throw up on the plane. And hate us for doing that to him for a while. :)

Then he was home. And he was ours. And it was so surreal. That first night home I fed him a bottle of donated breast milk and rocked him gently. It would be three long, hard days of detoxing whatever drug was in his system before I got a moment like that again. Well worth the wait.

He is not the same boy I took out of the orphanage that day. He’s a maniac! Haha!

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(Click to enlarge.)

Happy one year home little man!

Roland

We love you.

To celebrate Gotcha Day he got chocolate! (Haha, not as great as it sounds thanks to his new metabolic issue.)

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We made sugar-free chocolate cake and sugar-free chocolate cookies to celebrate since Rolly now has sugar limitations.

Cookies: 3 mashed bananas

1/4 cup of unsweetened apple sauce

2 cups oats

1/4 cup of unsweetened almond milk

1 tsp vanilla

1 tsp cinnamon

1/4 cup of sugar-free cocoa powder

350 degrees for 20 minutes

Cakes: 1/2 cup ground walnuts (or crushed)

1/2 cup carob or cocoa powder (sugar-free)

1 tablespoon apple cider vinegar

4 egg whites

2 tsp vanilla

1 teaspoon cinnamon

350 degrees for 20 minutes

(The cakes tasted like sawdust so I suggest adding some almond milk or unsweetened apple sauce.)

3 Responses to “Happy Gotcha Day!”

  1. Pastor Bob Wheatley says:

    Beautiful story, I love it.

  2. Gayle Greene says:

    Wow! Just precious! I hope some day when we are visiting Little Tyler we can meet your beautiful family!

  3. Anonymous says:

    I love it! your posts always (Ok, almost always) makes me smile and I leave happier.
    Your children are beautiful and loved, you are very blessed :)

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