One step forward, 4 steps back.
That is how this past week has felt. In some ways it feels like we are back at the beginning, that first hard week.
Realistically it is better.
She is attaching to me, which is good. On the other hand, when Kory gets home from work and I NEED a kiddie break the tears start (more like continue) to flow because she doesn't want Kory.
We've had lots of tears. Her. Me. Sean. Her again.
Sometimes all it takes is for Sean to enter the room.
She is so fragile. I understand that. She has had to deal with more in 2.5 years than many people have to deal with in a lifetime.
But it makes the days long.
I wish I could say I've been the perfect model of love and patience.
Some days you might mistake me for the wicked stepmother. I feel like a villain.
Thankfully, other days I feel supernatural doses of love and patience flow my way, spilling over to Suhn and everyone else.
It's a process. A hard process.
I've been told nothing worth having comes easy.
Suhn is SO WORTH HAVING. She is worth the tears and frustrations. And so much more. She is our sweet China baby and she was meant to be a part of our family. Praise God!
I am thankful for the struggle. It is teaching me to love more. The real "love is patient love is kind" type of love. It has shoved my weaknesses into my face forcing me to depend on my Father and give thanks that His mercies are new every morning. Great is His faithfulness.
The days might be long for us right now, but no worries, we are in the good, safe, strong hands of our Savior. By his grace we are working through the hard, relishing the good and looking hopefully toward the days to come.