When it rains, it pours...

The same day that I wrote the post about my friend's death, we were getting ready for Robby (my husband) to leave the next day for a trip to China for a week.  That day as I thought about his trip I felt this heavy foreboding feeling in my heart.  I was thinking, "Surely nothing terrible is going to happen."  It was bothering me enough that I asked Robby how he was feeling about the trip, and he said he had been feeling worried about it, too.  Of course, that didn't comfort my heart any.  I prayed in my heart that he would be okay, and that if anything happened it wouldn't be awful.

Well, about 5:30 that afternoon, we got a call that we almost didn't answer because there was no caller ID.  It turned out that DHS wanted to place a 1 month old baby boy with us.  I can't share his reasons for placement, but I will say he's had a rough start in life.  After hearing about his situation, we agreed quickly to take him.  When the call ended, I turned to Robby and told him I wasn't worried any more about his trip.  I knew he would be okay (it was me that should be worried).  I think the arrival of this little one was what my heart was fretting.  

So our family graduated to five children last Tuesday when this sweet baby boy arrived in our home, and I'm doing it solo till Saturday.  I can't say that it's been a walk in the park, but we're surviving thanks in part to great friends who are helping out.  Natalya is having to adapt to no longer being the baby pretty fast, and it's been a bit of a challenge.  She climbs into the baby's car seat, tries to sneak into his swing, and wants to be cradled in my arms.  Other than that she is sneaking in the refrigerator, secretly stealing pens and paper, and running wild around the house.  Even for Olivia this is an adjustment, and I'm seeing a little more of her sassy side.  She has been joining me in bed late in the night and wakes up sometimes with the baby.  I've also sensed that Jenna is more anxious than normal, and quicker to tears when things aren't the way she expected.  Fortunately, I have Li'l Robby.  He just takes all the emotions in the house in stride.  What would I do without him!  As for me, I feel like a zombie.

I'm down to two days left.  Robby has no idea what he's coming home to.