a gift…

Foster moms.

I’m sitting here…pouring over page after page after page…of 2 years documented from my son’s nanny from the orphanage in China. This is not normal I know. Such a gift for me to have this. A treasure.

Every milestone…every funny…every illness…every new mannerism–2 years this special caregiver–so much more than a care-giver…really “middle mom”…standing in the gap…she jotted–she documented–(she made this momma laugh with the nicknames and how many times she wrote the word naughty;) and made pictures to go along with the milestones. (Even my first child–as over zealous as I was–doesn’t have this!)

Everyone who meets our little love is surprised with how bonded he is to us–and how happy and secure he is in just 2 months home…TODAY–2 months home today! I have to give huge props and a standing ovation to the “middle mom” who stood in the gap and loved him first. He didn’t know he was waiting while I was jumping through hoops because he was being loved so big! It may have been her job–but she loved him as her own. THANKFUL. And now I’m trying to figure out how to get back over there and really thank her…again.

I realize this is a treasure. We do not have this for other son. Oh how I wish we did! BUT what this really reminds me tonight of is this–the importance…the powerful impression–the privilege of molding and shaping of a precious heart…the most amazing job these “middle moms” get to be a part of. She did this beautifully. Not knowing or caring if we would appreciate it. But because she loved him.

I. Am. Thankful.

Never underestimate the healing you might be a part of and what your love can do as you foster, stand in the gap, teach children at school…or where ever you are! Make the most of every opportunity to love big!