Two years ago today, we got an email to call our previous social worker. I thought for sure it was to let us know we had a package or they had contact with a birth mother. When I called, I got the shock of my life and immediately shook and cried.
Two years later, I have Jaemin, here with us, in person. While today and the last few days he's not been feeling well, so he's been, well, GROUCHY, I LOVE this little boy with my heart and soul. I love hearing him talk everyday as he came into the living room this morning and Brian said "J did you sleep in your bed last night?". Jaemin quickly said "Nope, I slept in mommy's bed." His language has just burst! He says anything and everything and makes me so happy. He's become the biggest little lover too. I can't help but think back to the days when we first brought him home from Korea and he pushed so hard to get away from me. He hit me and scratched me and just shoved me away if I tried to hold him, hug him or kiss him. Now, he does the 'monkey hold' as we call it. If Brian, Cole or I pick him up he wraps his arms around our necks and legs around our waists and lays his head on our shoulders. He rubs your neck softly with his fingers as you hold him and he loves to lay close. He still sleeps with me every single night, but most nights it's not too bad and I don't mind. I love knowing he's there.
Where has the time gone for my baby boy? Before you know it, he'll be as old as his oldest brother. Two years ago I knew nothing of this boy. I was so scared. I worried we were possibly going to mess up the balance of our family, then. I was so worried about rocking our happy little boat. Little did I know our boat wasn't full yet. It's fully now and I'm so happy God made a way for us to bring him home and to spend our lives with him. I thank God for him and that email.
In case you don't remember, here's the first picture we saw of him (and I was in love)!
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