Wednesday, January 8, 2014

The Past 18 Months

It's been 18 months. 18 months since I first laid eyes on Oliver and Nolan.  A year and a half since Oliver was placed in my arms and Nolan came walking into the room.   Since, it has been an absolute joy in being a part of their lives.
The first thought that went through my mind when I held Oliver was how soft and floppy he was.  At nearly a year old, he could not sit up without falling over.  His muscle tone was low, his reflux was severe, and I didn't even know what his cry sounded like the whole time he was in the orphanage.
What reason was there for him to cry if his cries went unattended to his whole life?
From the second we met him, Nolan was this outgoing, happy, and mischievous little boy who was content as long as we did what he wanted to do.  Though we already loved him, we were strangers to him and it would take a while for us to earn his trust.  Despite any physical challenges there was nothing that he did not do and he didn't want us or anyone else keeping him from enjoying life to the fullest.   In simple words-- He was a little turkey from the getgo!  
When we first brought the boys home, all the siblings wanting to hold and love on them was a bit overwhelming.  Yes, there was such a thing as too much attention for two little boys who were not used to being held, hugged, and interacted with constantly.
If we just looked at Oliver a certain way, he would cry.
Oliver's muscle tone was so low that he could do the splits.
When he finally began to bear weight on his feet, I worried that there was something wrong with his ankles the way they turned out.
Thankfully a visit to the orthopedist cleared up any worries I had about his ability to walk and by the time he turned two, he was walking!
For many months after the boys got home, Oliver had issues with food.  He would look at his bowl the whole time I was feeding him and would get really sad and cry come time I scraped the last bite onto the spoon.  Things got worse before they got better.  He would actually have little tantrums when the food was gone.  And then there was the choking on food.  And putting everything that wasn't food in his mouth like the little white stopper off the springy little door stop attached to the wall.   Oh my, was that scary.  But we were patient.  We slowed down his eating, and made his bites smaller.  We had a swallow study done and saw a feeding therapist.  We bought some chewy tubes and followed the exercises at home to encourage chewing. We taught him to feed himself.
Over time he began to show signs of disliking certain foods.  And before we knew it, he was convinced that another meal was coming, and the tantrums stopped. 
And so did the choking.  Unless it's bread.
And Nolan.
He keeps growing like a weed.  He was in size 18 months pants and now he is wearing 3T.  And he doesn't fit in this high chair anymore.

Nolan and Oliver have sure changed since they joined our family.  Nolan went from barely knowing one or two of his siblings' names to being able to write almost all of them on paper from memory.

Oliver went from being content to just sit in your lap to initiating play like Peek-a-boo, chase, and hiding under the covers in my bed. 

Looking at the boys today, they are so well adjusted, that it is hard to imagine their life before family.

I am so thankful that we said yes to these two little boys!
I can't wait to see how much more they will blossom in the next 18 months!


  1. You are an angel and they look so happy. May God bless you for all the good things you do. Your family is beautiful.

  2. They are such amazing little guys and it's been wonderful to watch them grow and blossom over the past year and a half. Thank you SO much for sharing the journey.

  3. Wow, I love reading posts like this!

    I'm especially amazed at Nolan writing his siblings names. :-)

  4. Just to cute for words. Pat

  5. They are both so cute!! I love reading your updates about how everyone is doing. Nolan and Oliver will always share a close bond, very sweet!

    Also I just got the package with the oven mitts and beanie and headband. Your daughter is so talented! I wish I could knit like that. I am seriously impressed!!


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