Happy Birthday Little Bird!

My Teddi will be four when she wakes up on Monday morning and a rush of emotion is pouring through my head and my heart . . .

Thankfulness.  Last year we had a party . . . presents . . . balloons . . . a ladybug cake . . . and candles blown out by Grinner.  We had everything but the girl, only photographs of her sweet face.  This year we have the girl, and oh is she everything we prayed for and so much more.

Delight.  We celebrated Teddi's (pretend, as Brogan calls it) birthday on New Year's day, before Bryce left.  She was so excited she beamed . . . it was all about her, and she knew it.  Delight!

Shock.  When I wake up in the morning I will be the mama to TWO four year olds.  I am 45 years old!  Why does this still shock me?  Life is good.

Awe.  As I have mentioned before, I have those "pinch yourself moments" when I realize that a nine year old promise from the Lord has been fulfilled and I do indeed have a daughter from China . . .  she was born in 2005, while I waited faithfully (most of the time) for God to bring about His plan.

Longing.  For a way to let Teddi's birth mother know that her baby girl is safe.  That she is loved beyond measure.  That she is happy and healthy, and so very funny.  That her dark eyes sparkle. That her voice is squeaky and her laughter is pure, silly joy!  My mamas heart weighs heavy this day for another mother's heart.  . .  the heart that beat a song of comfort to my little bird while she was carried in the womb of a woman I'll never know. My own heart cannot grasp the emotion of it all.  The loss.  How do I say thank you for an indescribable treasure who is now my own daughter?  It's beyond me.  I have no words . . . only tears.

Gratefulness.  That God would orchestrate something so perfect.  That the baby girl I prayed for by name, for years before she was born, would come to me with a tiny teddy bear embroidered on the collar of her shirt.   Oh Lord, how marvelous are your works!

Pride.  I am so very proud of you little bird!  Teddi, you have flown a great distance in your four years of life.  You are delicately strong.  You are brave.  You are happy . . . a happy that comes from within, despite circumstance.  

Thank you Lord for our little bird, may you bless her birthday . . . and may You keep her tucked under Your wing all of her days!

Blessings from my celebrating nest ~  

Tina

Party pictures to follow soon . . . I had to get my thoughts down first.