Today Joey climbed up on my lap. He didn't try to squeeze in between me and the arm of the couch-- instead he cuddled right up on my lap. And lately, anytime he gets in trouble, he launches himself into my arms for a hug.
He is attaching.
Weeks ago, both boys decided they were babies. Christopher randomly came up to me and wanted me to hold him. He lay in my arms like a sleeping baby for ten minutes, and Joey wanted to do it next. They just cuddled and cuddled.
Christopher holds up his arms all the time just wanting me to pick him up, and he is always asking for us to carry him.
He is even further along in the attachment process than Joey is.
It was such a blessing that we got the boys at the beginning of the summertime. We have had 2 1/2 months to be with them all day every day... learning about each other and getting used to each other. They have progressed so much! We are getting to work on advanced issues that I think a lot of adoptive couples don't get to work on with their kids for years. It's really exciting to me every time we get to work on a 'normal' issue that 'normal' kids have. The boys are so happy and they are doing fabulously.
The boys reply with "God bless you" after I say it to them at bedtime. They want hugs and kisses all the time, and the other night, Joey asked me to rub his tummy. Usually I offer and he says no.
Tim and I are both looking forward to the school year starting up again. I'm going to enjoy being a mommy while Tim is gone... getting together with other mothers, going to ladies' bible study with the boys, doing preschool with them, and going to the pool whenever we want.
I really love the administration side of motherhood (in addition to all the other obvious things to love, of course). It is easy for me to make dinner even if the boys are up. They are happy playing at my feet. It is easy for me to keep an eye on them no matter where they are in the house, because our house is set up perfectly for it. (And because we've trained them that they have to answer me when I call them, and 'nothing' is not an acceptable response to 'what are you doing, boys?') When Tim is home, I tend to lean on him for way more than I really need. He helps a ton, but, hey, I guess that's what marriage is when your spouse is home. When he is gone, I am more independent and capable. I'm sure I'm not the only one like that, am I? At any rate, that's the side of me that I'm going to enjoy exploring this school year... the administrative side.
Tim is looking forward to having the boys happily greet him when he gets to the car after work. That's something he's never had, and I can't wait to see him enjoy it just like I enjoyed the spontaneous hugs I got this afternoon.
One thing I have been concerned about regarding Bam-Bam: his sleep is so disturbed. Often he wakes up partially several times a night, crying. One of us (usually me, because I'm willing to fight for it) goes in there to soothe him back to sleep. I'm wondering if he gets Charley Horses in his legs like Eunice used to at night. He always wakes up around 1am. I wonder if it's a learned response because one time, somewhere, something happened to him in the night around that time.
I hope not. He's my precious baby boy, and he knows it. Today he came up and told me, "You're my mom!"
I've been completely impressed with Joey lately. His speech has improved amazingly well. He said some word the other day that had the letter 'f' in it, and he did it correctly! His grammar is improving and I can almost always understand him. He learned how to use his fork to put corn on his spoon tonight after I showed him just once or twice. He picks up on things really quickly, and his finger dexterity is getting better. He surprises me at how much older he seems sometimes than Bam-Bam. I don't know if my earlier plan to school them at the same level will really work. Joey has been saying things that are well thought out and logical. I'm so proud of him! At first he would only ever repeat what we said, badly, and then Bam-Bam would fuss at him about his pronunciation. Now he comes up with observations on his own.
I love these boys so much. I'm so thankful for them.