The day she was baptized was COLD! We have been keeping her at home as much as possible, but on the days we have to go out for the doctor or Baptism, all those days have been bone-chillingly frigid. Poor little northern newborns - they have to be so tough.
Fr. M. was able to be with us to celebrate Mass and the Baptism. He had called "dibs", so it only seemed fair. Baby E. slept through the entire Mass and Baptism. She looked so beautiful and peaceful the entire time. Fr. M. made sure to rub plenty of Sacred Chrism into her full head of hair, and we all spent the rest of the evening smelling her head - mmmmm. It's funny - even in all my hoping to be able to adopt and one day welcome a little one into our family, I somehow set up this barrier in my heart that I would never hold a baby over a Baptismal font and watch the water run over her little head. I have been surprised by joy every single day of her life in our family, and this day especially. Welcome to God's family, beautiful baby, and may He bless you always with His grace!
Ready for God's grace!
The Boy answered all the questions along with Hubby and I: "What do you ask of God's Church?" - "Baptism" - in a half second echo behind our responses. So sweet.
St. Gianna - our heavenly friend. We know she has been interceding for every one of us every step of the way. And the candle from Baby E's adoption ceremony.
Our little family!
We are so grateful for Baby E's godparents! They have been a huge part of praying and sacrificing for her, since way back even before we started seeking to adopt.
The good fathers.
Grateful - so grateful.
St. Gianna, mother, godmother, and Baby E.
Roses to celebrate our little winter rose.
She is eating, growing, and sleeping well. It's been a long time since we had a baby in the house, but I am struck by the differences between her and The Boy. She is so quiet. She gives a few little cries if very hungry or put out about getting a diaper change, but nothing compared to her big brother who used to wail his way through baths, diaper changes, nighttime, getting dressed, getting undressed, etc. I call her my little mouse because she is so small and squeaks. Baby E loves to be held and snuggled, and we so very happily oblige. I'm excited for Christmas, but I know I'm already expanding just for spending all my time sitting and holding the baby - have to watch out for those treats this year.
My heart does go out to couples who are becoming parents for the first time through adoption. It's so hard to be new parents, much less be new parents with piles of paperwork and all the extra worries that go along with the process. We feel so blessed to not have been burdened with worry and stress beyond some little things, but there is certainly a different dynamic. I know bringing home a newborn is life-changing no matter the circumstance. But we share a laugh over this time compared to last time: last time we stared at the baby in the carseat, wondering what on earth we had done, and realizing how final it was (and by the way, what on earth do you do with a baby?!?). This time we brought the baby home and spent a couple hours signing papers with the social worker, who also informed us of the return policy (baby with a return policy - who would have thunk - and NO, we are not returning - we like this one), then set to work caring for her. How funny - even though she was born from our hearts and not from my womb, it almost feels more natural this time. I may be rambling - forgive me - I'm just now finally feeling like I can even start to process what has just taken place in the past couple months! (True confession - I know I am always supposed to say "breast is best" and I certainly do believe that. But having done both, bottle feeding is way easier than breastfeeding...).
We decorated for Christmas, as per our little tradition, this past Sunday ("pink candle Sunday", as The Boy calls it). Baby E. loves having her tummy time by the tree so she can gaze at the sparkly lights. We will be spending Christmas close to home and with immediate family again. These days and months with her are precious and they slip by so quickly. It's so fun to have a baby at Christmas time - what a blessing. We wish every one of you a beautiful, blessed Christmas! May the joy of Baby Jesus' birth be in your hearts on His birthday and always.


