Four Years of Busy Joy


After a long night of waiting, pacing, not knowing what was going to happen; Myriam Judith was born. I just happened to be walking right outside the delivery room door as I heard Myriam's first cries. It was a beautiful moment and from that point on, our lives have been forever changed. 
Four years of pure laughter, excitement, one-liner's and exhaustible curiosity that has both Tim and I running, chasing and always wondering what type of world changer our youngest will be. 
We celebrated Myriam's birthday with a special girls trip to Frozen on Ice this past Sunday followed by an attempted Cake Boss Olaf cake which was a complete fail. In the end, Addison created an adorable marshmallow cake to celebrate our baby girl. In usual fashion, Myriam was theatrical when Anna was frozen crying out loudly, "ANNA!" and then wiping tears from her eyes. It is these sweet moments that I'm reminded how big this little ones heart is. As tiring as she can be, there are more soft moments where her fully capable, loving spirit wraps itself around you and finds you melted into her sweet arms in a tight squeeze. But don't let the sultry "I love yous," get you too mushy because this one can be just as blunt as her older brother. 


Just the other day as we were driving south for Thanksgiving, our princess ripped a loud one and instantly said in a stern, mischievous little voice, "Smell my victory." Yep, that happened. There's also the recent passion to find Pixie Dust in order to fly to find the love of her life, Peter Pan. Yes, we are all on the hunt to find the magical dust to find the husband of her dreams. It has been the talk of most conversations lately although, after a few hours of playing with Princess Ariel, there seems to be a longing to find Prince Eric too. 
Our lives are always being entertained with the humor, the stories, the snuggles and actions from our sweet pea. But, don't call her that to her face or she will quickly remind you that her name is Myriam Judith. She does not like nicknames so don't even waste your breath. 
Some of the biggest accomplishments from this past year are first and most important the feat of tackling potty training. It's my most dreaded part of parenting, but we FINALLY have conquered. We had planned for Myriam to attend one pre-school this year, but a blessing in disguise had us making new plans. Myriam now attends the Peer-Preschool Program at Lynden Middle School and loves it. The "Magic School Bus" picks her up right in our driveway as Myriam joyfully sits down and waves passionately as she drives off with her fellow classmates. 
In the few weeks she's been attending, we have already seen huge improvements with no complaints about going. Myriam can write her name 'M' and can draw a mean stick figure of herself. Yes, there are many moments of curiosity that get her in trouble, but amazingly, 
we usually all end up laughing once the moment passes.


We have such joy parenting Myriam. Tim and I are constantly reminded of how much we needed her in our lives. God had a beautiful plan for us when we accepted the journey of adoption for our family. The month of November is adoption awareness month. I've recently had the opportunity of walking another local family through their journey of adoption. It's brought back memories of our own journey, given me more gratitude for our extended family we gained through adoption and reason to hug a little tighter the gift that was chosen for our family. 
Myriam Judith, 
happy birthday to you and thank you for being exactly how God made you. 
A complete delight and joy. 



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