It's hard to believe it was 2 months
yesterday since we arrived home with the girls. It has been hard to
say the least. More on that later. And today they are 11 months
old!
The girls have progressed so much since
we arrived home. They were barely sitting up on their own at 9
months. They fell over a lot & when they were sitting they were
just leaning forward holding themselves up with their hands. They
rolled but not a ton. They barely could eat baby food & that
barely is generous. They both sit up great now. (although Lina
doesn't like to because she doesn't want to be still) They both roll
EVERYWHERE! Lina is crawling. Chelsea still has no desire to but
she can shift herself in different directions & then roll to what
she wants. Lina can pick up cheerios & puffs & finds EVERY
spec on the floor!
They both have so much personality.
Some good & some bad! Lina is usually pretty happy during the
day as long as she's not tired or hungry & can move! Chelsea on
the other hand is pretty whiny. She does have times of happiness but
lots of times of crying if she's not being held. Lina is still
waking up a LOT at night which is rough.
They are both growing really well!
When we got home Chelsea was 17 lb & 26 ½ inches & Lina was
16 lb & 27 inches. Chelsea is now 19 lb & 27 ½ inches &
Lina is 19 ½ lb & 27 ½ inches. They are both around the 50th
percentile for weight which is amazing considering all that they had to conquer.
If you remember, they were only 3 ½ lbs at birth. I asked the
Adoption Clinic if they had any estimates on how premature they may
have been. They can't know for sure but that weight is normal for 32
weeks but it is possible they weren't premature but just malnourished
from the mother. Being preemies, twins & growing up in an
orphanage environment normally produces very smaller than normal
children so it is amazing how well they are doing growth wise!
As far as their health, everything is
great! Other than Lina's ultra snotty nose everything is going well.
She may have a milk allergy or lactose intolerance as we switched
her to soy (to fix the major diaper explosions) & it worked, but
we may check further to see if there's any other allergies as she is
a constant faucet of snot. Her poor little nose is a mess. All of
their testing for major illnesses has come back fine. They are still
showing negative for HIV (yeah!). More than likely the antibodies
are just from the mother & they don't have HIV. We will continue
to test until they're probably 2 & all of the mother's antibodies
are gone. But at this point even if they would be positive there is
NO risk whatsoever as their levels are non-existant. It appears they
were exposed to several things but don't actually have any of it!
We're doing medication for one thing so it doesn't turn into anything
which is a pain in the butt. We have to crush pills & feed it to
them every day in applesauce or something for 9 months. But once
again they don't actually have anything so they aren't contagious.
They really are miracle babies. They have beaten all of the odds!
A few photos from our welcome home photo shoot 2 weeks after we arrived home.
Lina
Chelsea
And can't forget big brother!
Now about me... things aren't so rosy here. I have to admit I have been struggling a lot with post
adoption depression. I tried to deny it & hide it but later
realized that wasn't helping myself or anyone else. This is a big
issue amongst adoptive families & I've found out many feel alone
because it's not talked about enough. I do not feel attached to the
girls at all. I have no emotions towards them. I feel numb. It's
an awful feeling. When I hear them cry, I want to cry or get mad.
They aren't doing anything too far out of the norm for being babies,
it's me. I have a problem & needed help. I had many people
urging me to go to the doctor to get on anti-depressants. I didn't
want that label from taking medication. I was afraid we wouldn't be
able to adopt again if we wanted to. I just want to lay around &
do nothing. I also struggle with emotions about Jack feeling
neglected with the girls here. I know he's struggling & it's
hard on me. And I also think about our finances a lot. We are
seriously in debt right now which I've never had in my life! (other
than the house & car payments) We had lots of money to pay out
at the end of travel, etc & I've also been off of work for 3
months without pay. I know God will take care of us but it's hard
not to think about all of that debt hanging over our heads &
hoping we have enough in our bank account for the next automatic bill
payment!
How can I not be in love with these
girls as we fought so hard to get them her? That's what I ask myself
a lot & others may be asking the same of me. I mean I fought
like heck. I badgered our agency (sorry WS!) & the US Embassy to
speed things along to get them home. I was so in “Love” with
them or so I thought. I thought all of those emotions would get us
through the adjustment time here. I knew it would be hard taking
care of 3 young children but I wasn't prepared for my emotions. I
wasn't prepared for 2 months of no sleep. I thought I would be back
in my bed within a month. I thought all of the emotional adjustment
would be on them, not me. Boy was I wrong. I don't have any desire
to hold them. I feel like an awful mother! Who doesn't want to hold
their children? Who doesn't want to comfort a crying child? I have
more emotions for other peoples children than my own. It is because
I have become numb to them. I resent them for making me feel this
way. I sigh every time I have to feed them or change their diaper.
(Don't worry I still take care of their physical needs)
So what now? I finally broke down &
went to the doctor last week. I did get an anti-depressant to help
with this. It will take 4-6 weeks for it to fully work. I regret
waiting so long to go & get started. I could be feeling somewhat
normal by now if I didn't wait. I am so thankful I had a few people
urging me to go. That I wasn't a bad mother for going. I can't
worry about the possible risk of not being able to adopt. I have to
take care of myself & the children I have now & then if I'm
meant to adopt again later we will.
I have no doubts these girls were meant
to be in our family. God orchestrated this perfectly & there's
no way it would have worked the way it did without him. Everything
that shouldn't have happened did & proved it was his plan. This
is what I keep telling myself to get through it. That I will one day
be happy & in love with them & won't be able to imagine my
life without them here.
So lots of rambling but I just want to
encourage other families struggling with post adoption depression to
get some help. Go to the doctor NOW!!! Talk to other parents in the
same situation. You are NOT alone even though you may feel like it
right now.
Here are some other articles I found
that may be helpful!