My oldest is 12. When he was 3 and 4 he meowed like a cat. All. the. time! In first grade he was diagnosed with ADHD and autism. He has since discovered the wonders of reading and is always lost in a book. He is happy, imaginative and kind hearted and he has big ideas.
My second baby is 11. He has never liked people, change or vegetables. He is quick witted and hilarious. He loves to learn and remembers everything. Last summer we learned that he has dyslexia, dysgraphia and executive function disorder. Even though he is brilliant school is hard. But I have full confidence that he will be our next Einstein or Walt Disney.
My 3rd baby came a year after my brother died and only a month or so after Damon’s brother died. She was the angel we so needed. She is confident and sassy.Teachers love her and she drives her brothers crazy. She has the mind of an engineer, always building and creating. At 2 she taught herself to write her own name and started teaching herself to read before kindergarten.
My baby baby is 14 months. He is silly and full of energy and always happy. We waited a long time for him, 7 years. For several years we tried to adopt because having a baby was not something I was able to do. Physically, yes I could have, but mentally, no. For whatever reason adoption didn’t work for us but waiting did.
I don’t know why sometimes we have to wait so long. Sometimes it feels so unnecessary. But sometimes I look back and see so much good that came during the wait.
I look at my children and I see the times when we had to wait for them to come. We waited 7 years for Calvin. When we had been married a short time I wanted a baby but Damon asked me to give him one year. When that year was over I not only found myself pregnant but we were financially stable enough for me to quit work to stay home with our baby. There are the times we had to wait for answers to help our children. To receive a diagnosis of autism or dyslexia is not quick and easy. And then there are the many, many times I tell (yell at) my kids to “just wait a minute (dang it)!”
Life is a waiting game. Hurry up and wait. The length of time we have to wait is never determinable. But the one thing we can control is the amount of time we spend reflecting on the wait. When I do take the time to look back I always find the good that came while waiting.
Have a marvelous day my friends. Do something good and find the good during the wait.