I love her expression in this pic. Too bad I didn't have the wherewithall to relocate the oh-so-attractive space heater before snapping the shot. I have the camera around and handy for just these moments, but somehow, when I notice she's looking particularly cute and may be in the mood to have me flash a camera at her oh, about 25 times - there's just not enough grey matter in my head to think of the stuff in the backdrop. Plus I'm almost sure that if I ever could put that much thought and coordination into it all, that by the time I removed all the unattractive items in the background and foreground, the moment would be over, and I'd never get any pictures of her. So here's a very cute picture of my Izzy and our space heater.
Its hard to believe - three months ago today, August 27, we were all sitting in that little room, pretty sure, they were about to bring the babies out to us, but not really sure how it would go, how long would we wait, were they coming in? Would we be called out? Adoption in China was a lot of not knowing, but finding comfort in being in a group and everyone else was sitting there, so why not? Many times in that trip, lost, in the dark, afraid - I found solidarity in these men and women we travelled with. I hope we get to have our reunion sometime. I would hate to lose touch with these, my brothers and sisters in the maternity ward.
My first time holding my Isabella. She was so scared. Wimpering, sucking her thumb. I'm sure full of uncertainty. I don't really look at these pictures often, because I find myself feeling so sad for how scared she was. So helpless I couldn't immediately communicate everything would be alright - that she was safe now. So sorry I couldn't do anything about getting to her sooner than we did.
I love her expression in this pic. Too bad I didn't have the wherewithall to relocate the oh-so-attractive space heater before snapping the shot. I have the camera around and handy for just these moments, but somehow, when I notice she's looking particularly cute and may be in the mood to have me flash a camera at her oh, about 25 times - there's just not enough grey matter in my head to think of the stuff in the backdrop. Plus I'm almost sure that if I ever could put that much thought and coordination into it all, that by the time I removed all the unattractive items in the background and foreground, the moment would be over, and I'd never get any pictures of her. So here's a very cute picture of my Izzy and our space heater.
Its hard to believe - three months ago today, August 27, we were all sitting in that little room, pretty sure, they were about to bring the babies out to us, but not really sure how it would go, how long would we wait, were they coming in? Would we be called out? Adoption in China was a lot of not knowing, but finding comfort in being in a group and everyone else was sitting there, so why not? Many times in that trip, lost, in the dark, afraid - I found solidarity in these men and women we travelled with. I hope we get to have our reunion sometime. I would hate to lose touch with these, my brothers and sisters in the maternity ward.
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