Faith to Move a Mountain

In November of 2011, I started this blog as a sort of journal to chronicle the events of our son Quinton's adoption. Quinton is a little boy who was born with an extra special something. Quinton has down syndrome and was given up at birth by his parents because he has down syndrome. His birth parents must not have had any idea what a blessing he would be or I am sure they would not have given him up. Unfortunately in Eastern Europe (Quinton is from Ukraine) people with disabilities are not accepted in society and at the age of 4-6, they are sent to adult mental institutions where most of them die :( Although it breaks my heart that his parents have missed out on such a joyful little boy, God has used this unfortunate situation to bless us with a gift greater than I could have ever imagined: the gift of our first child. If you ever considered adoption-do it! Don't let money deter you. God provided over $20,000 for us to adopt Quinton. We were not fully funded until 50 minutes before we boarded our plane to Ukraine. If you have never considered adoption, go back to the beginning of this blog and read. You will see what a blessing adoption really is. Many people tell us that we are angels for rescuing Quinton, but the honest truth is this: Quinton has given me far more that I will ever be able to give him. He is my little miracle, my silly bug, my baby boy, my love. HE IS MY LIFE!

Monday, July 18, 2011

Almost There!

(This post is from yesterday. Blogger was being uncooperative and would not post.)

Today was what we believe were our last visits with Quinton at the orphanage. Tomorrow we will be busy paper chasing and we will definitely miss our morning visit. Our visits here, although monotonous, have been such a blessing. There were many times that we both wanted to be home so badly, but being here this long has truly given us a chance to bond with Quinton which I believe in the end will make his transition much easier. Since we figured out the mystery of why he would not eat/drink for us, I did an experiment this morning. I made him some oatmeal and added some milk to give it the same consistency of his lunch they fed him yesterday. We poured it into a bottle and he took it! He was not too willing at first, but I just talked to him gently and held his hands and once he realized what it was, he ate it and did not want to stop. The rest of the morning he looked at me with these eyes of adoration and just smiled. It was so sweet. Today we were not just playmates, we were providing for his needs and I think he realized that. 

When we went to take him back this evening, one of the nannies who we have grown very fond of was leaving for the day. We had to leave him with one of the nannies who we will just say is less than gentle. The nanny who was leaving walked back in and took him from her and gave him a hug and a kiss before she left. I wish they could all be like that. 

On Tuesday, we will go to the orphanage and finish up paperwork. Then we will have a celebration with his nannies and the kids in his groupa. We have been baking all night to get ready and will probably be doing the same tomorrow. We can't wait! This journey has been so long. We are so close to closing this chapter in our lives and looking forward to starting a new one together as a family of 3. 

Countdown to gotcha day: 2 days!

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