One Day at a Time

Visit #5 with Micah was probably the toughest one yet. Except for a 10-minute spell while Sara was rocking him in her lap, he cried the entire time. We were in a different room this time with similar play equipment, just smaller. It was one of their “sensory” rooms. The bright colors and lights are supposed to be stimulating to the kids, but I can’t help but think that they make a person just want to leave as quickly as possible. There was a window open, but with no cross breeze it quickly got very warm, what with holding a squirming, crying child and all. Once his 2-hour prison sentence with us was finished, Sara was able to walk with him back to his room. His room is on the third floor, and he led her straight down the hall, around the corner, and up three flights of stairs right to his room. Upon entering, he sat down, took off his shoes, and he was off like a rocket to whatever his room had to hold. No “paca, paca”. Just gone.

I’m thankful that Sara and I have experienced adoption before, because if this was our first time I don’t know how we would be anything other than super disappointed. As it is, we are still struggling with the fact that he doesn’t seem to be relaxing at all with us. The psychiatrist at the orphanage said that he is extremely attached to his caretakers, which is great news for us in the future. Unfortunately, it makes now extremely difficult. We second-guess whether we should visit him in the orphanage at all or just hang tight until we pick him up for good. I’m sure he doesn’t enjoy crying for 2 hours, and certainly it’s no picnic for us either. But we are taking it a day at a time, and praying for wisdom along the way. We are pretty certain though that if today’s visit is like yesterday’s, we will forego the final 2 visits and just pick him up on Friday. We will keep you posted as to how the day goes…