Done

This week we got a letter in the post

The adoption is final and done. Signed, sealed and delivered. We did not have a day in court, pictures with a judge and the lunch we planned to celebrate afterwards. At this stage of the adoption all we needed was one final interview with the social worker and then the court registrar would make the final decision based on the social workers report.

Done.

I love the way this works as it reflects how God is revealing another aspect of His character to us. Through this adoption we have lived His promise to me, given to me back in 2007 when we faced the last IVF cycle with my own eggs. We thought the prophecy was for then but it was for 2008, for the adoption and for now.

13 But Moses told the people, “Don’t be afraid. Just stand still and watch the Lord rescue you today. The Egyptians you see today will never be seen again. 14 The Lord himself will fight for you. Just stay calm.”

My great glory will be displayed through Pharaoh and his troops, his chariots, and his charioteers. 18 When my glory is displayed through them, all Egypt will see my glory and know that I am the Lord!”

Exodus 14: 13-14 & 17b-18 (NLT)

He is just doing things. No fanfare, no shouting, no fuss. No 500 people interceding, no church wide prayers and texts and phonecalls. He just did it. I love it! God does not need what we offer. He works alongside us, invites and allows us to participate and our prayers can move mountains but essentially he is God and we are not. He does not need us to accomplish His Will. This means so much to me. Nothing could stop what He has planned for us. [This is not to say that we are not needed, God loves us and invites us into relationship with Him]

So without all the drama I would naturally (with my passionate personality) surround a final court date with, He just did it. And I drove home, opened the mailbox and in the driveway, read a letter that changed my life. Forever altered who I am and gave us a lineage.

A family tree is established. Forever.

Medieval madness!

The medieval banquet we went to last weekend was amazing! So much fun. My friend M's mum organised it "just because"! There were at least 75 adults there and lots of kiddies running around...just a small party!


We went down to help set up and we were in medieval heaven. We draped acres of fabric, hung a stags head, put up flag poles, hung huge amounts of bunting and placed swords, pewter bits and pieces and generally had a fabulous time.


M's mum had made My Small man a costume (you know, just quickly MADE it!) and organised costumes for the rest of us. There was medieval food too, lamb on the spit, venison, every vegetable known to man and about 300 steamed puddings for dessert with custards and brandy butter. YUMMO! Well, except for the pudding which had raisins in every one. I loathe the existence of currents and raisin but freely admit that it's an issue of my own.


There were large open fire braziers everywhere as it was cold and once it grew dark, it felt completely medieval. No electricity, just candles and braziers outside. Haunting medieval music played and at one stage I came outside and it was a little freaky. With everyone in costume gathered around the braziers, I could stepped back 600 years or so!


We had such fun!

The man himself

My two gorgeous men!

The four of us

Princess E

Prince G

Night time party!

Today is a good day

1. My most beautiful son is ok (says Dr Mike) After more vomiting and stuff out the other end we went to the doctor who says he will be ok. Phew....was getting (really) worried.
2. The way my most lovely son goes purple and a bit slack in the body when I wipe his sore bum is just him holding his breath. Says Dr Mike. Phew....was REALLY worried and had the phone in my hand ready to call 111. Seasoned Mommys will laugh, but for those of us without a clue- scary times.
3. Reading "The Shack" and loving the way the Holy Spirit is a verb not a noun. So freeing. I want to live in expectancy and not from a place of expectation.
4. I am feeling better- have been feeling yucky. Will NOT be sick (in Jesus name!)
5. Two hours until My Big Man is home.

Today is a very good day!

Snuggle buggle time

We went away with our friends M and E down south. M's Mum is a crazy fun-filled amazing woman of God who does huge things. She (said very casually) put on a medieval banquet for over 75 people on the weekend at her house. We loved it!

Pictures to follow.....but (much more importantly)

My Small Man came home with a bug caught off his friend Edie and had been so sick. Sick out of both ends! His first time. Must say, I don't mind being vomited on and changing liquid nappies as much as I thought I would. They are ok because they are his....go figure!

So we have spent two days snuggled up. He just wants to sit on me, snuggling in my arms and that's just fine with me. Everything else can wait. Work can fit in somehow around what he needs. I am his Mommy and he wants and needs me. Little arms reach out for me and his head drops back into my shoulder. Wormie comes up to hide his eyes and there are furious dummy sucking noises. A little haven of safety and comfort. Snuggle buggle time.

The Zoo-oo

We went to the zoo yesterday and loved it! My Small Man has a big birthday coming up- his very first one and we are going to hold an afternoon tea at the zoo. The venue is so that the birth families can come along, have some fun and not be hemmed in. You see, they are still not talking to one another which makes holding an event slightly difficult. And we want the birth mum AND the birth dad there. We thought that the zoo has wide open spaces, other stuff to do if it all gets too much and is on neutral ground. We think we may have to have them at different times of the afternoon tea though....they don't want to see one another. Oh well, time is a healer and they are still young!

Anyway, we went along to have a look and see where we could hold it. And had a wonderful time too! The Auckland zoo is great. So animal orientated. I have vivid memories of the Joburg zoo as a child and the small concrete enclosure the lion had. He just paced back and forward endlessly. As a child I thought it was the cruelest thing ever and hated the zoo for years afterwards.

Well, the lions and tigers and giraffes and bigger animals are all so well looked after. I just felt sorry for the cheater (sp!). His enclosure was not quite big enough I felt. He couldn't really run, and those animals love to run! I got over myself though and really enjoyed it. My Small Man loved it too. If the animal moved, he noticed it and put his little arm out at the animal saying "ahh! ahh!" Super cute!

We ended with hot chips at one of the cafes. Bliss. What a great day and I just LOVE being a Mommy. Thank you God!