Over the weekend we accepted an invitation to socialize with a local family that we "knew of" but had never met until we went to China. They also adopted a little girl that is just five months younger than Joya.
We had a wonderful time catching up and filling each other in on the ups and downs of our transitions at home, as well as the medical updates of our daughters.
While driving home, my man mentioned how sweet and mild mannered our friends' daughter is compared to Joya. What was noteworthy to him was the fact that their daughter also fit the profile of the medical conditions we would have considered.
"She could have been ours instead of Joya," he said.
We both sat in silence as we pondered what a divine match our little girl is to our family. She is naturally animated and LOUD. I heard Sauce describing her to one of his soccer buddies today - "She's tough!" he boasted.
She is so perfectly matched to our large, active, and mostly male family. It was yet another moment in this process when we recognized and were humbled by the fact that God knew who our daughter would be from the very beginning. He was purposeful in placing her with us and gave us the gift of seeing it.
She was so clearly supposed to be ours that it brings tears to our eyes thinking about it unfolding any other way.
We are in the thick of navigating through the slow maze of medical diagnosis and treatment for her. Her preliminary tests show that she definitely struggles to breathe properly at night, so her doctor postponed the surgery we had on the books in June for her face, and set us on the path of overnight hospital sleep studies (FUN!) and treating this problem first before any other.
I'm thoroughly frustrated with the fact that no medical office responds with any sense of urgency at all. But I'm a mom on a mission to get my daughter the best treatment in the most favorable timeframe for her needs.
Definition - "squeaky wheel"
Our consistent daily routine has definitely helped her personality to blossom and our mother-daughter relationship to grow leaps and bounds. Yesterday and today I had the opportunity to communicate with her foster family in China to let them know how great she is doing. It felt so good to tell them how grateful we are for the advantage they gave her by being her first family. Now that I know her more fully, I can appreciate the void that she left in their lives and I hurt for them.
They sent back a message to me of gratitude and relief that she is thriving and I made a personal commitment to send word at least twice a year for the next couple of years to try to ease their pain.
Secretly, I hope that they foster another child because they are clearly gifted at it.