I had read all the adoption books. I knew how to get my baby to bond with me. I was ready for her to hate me and want nothing to do with me. I was prepared for the worst and hoped for the best knowing my God would be standing right beside me the whole way. What I wasn't prepared for and what I had never dreamed possible was that I would have a hard time bonding with her.
My Lord knew I had been praying for this little girl for years. I was in love with her before I saw her face. The moment that cherub popped up on my screen I was in love, head over heals. I couldn't wait for everyone to get it all together so I could go over there and pick up that beautiful girl.
Well, once I had her in my arms I cried with joy. She was the one chosen for our family by the Creator. I had complete trust in Him. Then my inadequacies started showing through. My little one was sick...fever, vomiting, diarrhea. I knew something was definitely wrong, especially as she really wasn't eating. She was getting lethargic. The poor thing was stuck in the care of a new person, one who did not know how to comfort her. I felt like a first time mom. This was an almost 7 month old that I was just getting to know. I was away from my support system. I was scared and confused.
In steps God, in the form of my wonderful travel group. We had a doctor and a nurse with us that helped determine we needed to get Yordy some help before I left on an almost 30 hour trip home. I had fellow parents coming to pray for me and Yordy. I had my sister-in-law with me who talked me down from tears in the middle of the night, when I was up exhausted for the 10th time with vomit or diarrhea all over me.
Yordy's sickness forced her to bond with me. She got comfort and love from me right away, when she really needed it. I on the other hand started getting depressed. A depression that mainly came from guilt about not feeling the same for her as I did for my other two children. Guilt is not from God.
I just want to encourage anyone who is having a hard time with their little one. It may not be all rosy and perfect.
It is ok for the love to grow.
It is ok for it to not be there from the start.
It is ok for you to not feel that "I would die for you" unconditional love you have for your other children just yet. It will come. God is faithful and good. The Lord has stepped in each and everyday to help us bond as a family and now Yordy loves mommy and mommy loves Yordy...with all her heart.
Thank you God for being present even when I couldn't see you. Thank you Lord for holding me each day and helping me to see that what I was feeling was ok. Thank you Lord for creating this great love for this child. You are a most great and loving God.