Yet another week has flown by with our new little one. She is constantly entertaining us. Ok well, maybe Josh and Aaron are not always entertained! They adore Abigail, but they are now willing to concede that little sisters can be hard work and just a teensy little bit annoying at times!
She is even more beautiful than when we got her home and she is rapidly turning into a saucy little thing. When they brought her to us on June 22 she was so mild and quiet. I was a little taken aback because nothing about my mothering experience prepared me for mild. Josh came into the world screaming to high heaven probably mad because he had to go first and Aaron arrived over an hour later red-faced and angry with the doctor who was holding him up by one leg. And just like that we had two of the most rambunctious, loud mouthed, quick witted little boys God has ever created. I was so in over my head and I am still so in love with them:-) They continually teach me so much about life and perspective. The world is a different place when you take the time to look through little boy eyes.
So Abigail's meek and mild was like a different language. As it turns out I should not have worried. She is tiny, but let's just say she is fitting in nicely here with the Wright boys! Last week she had one of her Abigail fits (that is what me and the boys call them now). She was full. She was dry and clean. She was not even so tired, but she was mad about something. I gave her gas drops for her stomach. I gave her teething tablets. I gave her crackers. Nothing, nothing, nothing. Five more minutes to finish something and I could give her my undivided attention. She was not having it and she screamed at me like every strand of DNA she has came straight from Shawn Wright. So there we were facing off in the kitchen and I started laughing. She is really ours and she is really perfect!
We do get lots of looks. People stop us all the time and make funny faces at her and talk to her in that silly voice only cute babies can elicit. I have actually started padding the schedule a bit to leave room for all the random conversations we now experience. People say the weirdest things. "Is she adopted?" That one took me a little off guard and I just nodded my head. I have since thought about how to respond. "No, we don't know what happened really. Do you think they could have mixed up at the hospital? Oh well, we have her now..." Or maybe, "No, just some crazy thing nature does sometimes. You know how sometimes two really, really white people have a black baby?" Maybe I will just tell Shawn so he can answer. He is much better at those responses than me. I'll just stick with my MO and smile sweetly thinking what a goober:-)
Overall, I have been positively overwhelmed at the reactions. People of every background have responded with such enthusiasm and warmth. Last week we sang "We Worship You" in our church's version of VBS. It was like a new song for me that night:
Lord You are good and Your mercy endureth forever
People from every nation and tribe
From generation to generation
We worship You
We worship You for who You are
You are good, all the time, all the time, You are good
Standing there next to Shawn, I held Abigail and looked over a sea of children to find Josh and Aaron dancing like fools, singing at the top of their lungs and I realized I was getting a little glimpse of heaven.