One week ago tonight,
two grandparents sat with three kids in their living room, waiting.
for the last couple hours to pass before they would welcome home their parents,
and their two newest siblings.
Soon the time they had been waiting for would come,
and their lives would be changed forever.
At the same time that night,
two exhausted parents drove down the road in a white Jeep,
with their two newest children.
Two children who were very, very tired,
and not sure what was about to happen.
As they drove,
Waited for the last couple of hours,
and then the last couple of minutes.
Finally they pulled into the driveway...
and were home...
And now it has been one week! One week has passed since Bethany and Kaden came home.
It kind of feels like it has gone by quickly,
but it also feels as though they have always been here.
I'm so, so happy to be their big sister,
and to finally have a baby girl.
I love being a family of 7 so much...
even though so many changes have happened, they are all good changes.
Now I when I come home from co-op classes I look forward to coming home to a big, big, big hug,
and an excited little boy telling (in Lingala!) me everything he did that day.
Or like tonight,
when I opened the car door after soccer practice,
and got a great big hug from a little guy happy to see his big sister.
I can hardly believe that one week ago I didn't know that "yaca"meant come, or the "tae" meat no, or that "jimba" was swing.
I love these two, so, so, so much!