When we accepted Princesses' referral, I remember feeling like God was telling us to hang on for a ride. But I also clearly felt like he would provide everything that we would need to parent this little girl.
Little did I know how much help we would need.
Princess needs OT to help regulate her emotions. She gets very high, very fast. When she's excited she'll do anything from squealing, talking at warp speed in a high pitched voice, or even wet her pants. But she can't go to just any therapist. I was looking for a very specific one: Someone who does the program How Does Your Engine Run, works with adopted kiddos, is familiar with TheraPlay and will work with our TheraPlay therapist, and takes our insurance. And I really wanted it close to home.
Mama was on a mission.
Which I completely and utterly failed. I left messages, sent emails, did everything but knock down doors. No one ever responded. I even had a referral!
Then we went to speech on Tuesday. We've been going here for three years, it is five minutes from my house, and unfortunately they don't have an OT.
That is until Tuesday. Our speech therapist introduced us to her. To say she is perfect for Princess is an understatement.
Coincidence?
I think not.
My husband reminded me of all the times God has show us his hand in Princess's life. Some are small, some are big. But each remind of of his promise to her and to us.
This week it was an OT. But it in the past it's been...
An anonymous donor who paid for her open-heart surgery in China and ultimately saved her life. When the orphanage had previously refused to get her any medical treatment.
An ENT who studied problems (like frequent infections) specifically in Asian ears. And was able to widen her ear canals to help her hear.
The only spot left in preschool, with over 50 applicants, that was given to her.
Boxes of clothes left for her on my porch. Repeatedly.
Expedited passports in China.
Ears that can hear.
A healthy heart--thanks to the donor we will never meet.
A best friend.
A kindergarten teacher who "gets" her--the good and sometimes the hard stuff.
The list goes on and on and on. And if I slow down long enough, there are so many other sign posts in her life. I pray I don't miss them.
It's amazing that you see God's hand in your daughter's life. I also see a mother who cares so deeply for her daughter that she will do whatever she can to have her grow and thrive. I find your story and this blog very inspirational.
ReplyDeleteSometimes life comes at you fast it's hard to see the signs , ESP at warp speeds! I am a firm believer that signs are everywhere especially with those of us that adopted. Gods hand is in all things and it truly so AMAZING when you stop and think about it all. It's such a blessing in the true sense of the word !! Love your blog
ReplyDeleteCan you email me to clarify what you mean by "Asian ears"? I am Mom to 5 so far, three who are Asian, one who is cleft affected with related ear/hearing issues. Just want to make sure I'm not missing something. :)
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It's so important to pay attention to those sign posts, isn't it? :) Would you be willing to let us feature this post on "We Are Grafted In"?
ReplyDeleteStephanie
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I truly like to reading your post. Thank you so much for taking the time to share such a nice information.
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