|Just a quick one of all the girls.|
|sorry a bit blurry, I got nervous about taking pictures with the professional photographer :)|
Today is a day of big feelings.
We got ourselves ready for the photo shoot, Abby wandered how come she wasn't picked. She asked if she were pretty enough and brave enough. I felt so sad for her, yet so happy for Nettie.
We arrived early and were treated as royalty by handsome and beautiful young aspiring executives and art directors and photographers. Lunch was provide as well as many tempting desserts. (non of which I had as I am on a diet, actually made it past Tuesday, ya for me!)
Right away the other girls welcomed Nettie with questions, hugs and giggles. Nettie was in her element and it didn't take long to make new best friends. In no time she was off like a flash, getting her hair done (I did it, they just put a couple of bobby pins in it) and make up done. It was actually scary to see her with make up on, she was so beautiful. It was really just a little foundation and chap stick, but she enjoyed it.
They gave her a new Disney brand dress and she was thrilled to pieces. They didn't even bother to look at the clothes I had brought. I guess they saw how I was dressed and didn't think it was necessary to bother as I am having a 10 year fashion slump. Regardless she glowed.
I met the person head of this campaign and she loved Nettie's story. The photographer went to work and took several head shot pictures. That was it. I will put them online as soon as I can. For now I took a few shots while we were waiting.
The whole day I thought about her birth parents in Ethiopia and wandered what they would think to see her. It was quite the distraction, a pleasant moment mixed with sorrow, like every big moment we have. Birthdays, mothers day, Christmas, you name it, I wander about them.
Something I haven't shared on this blog is that we have been searching for her birth parents. Tonight we got word of them. I can't say too much now as it wouldn't be fair for everyone but Nettie to know. In fact I am not telling her anything until I can sort it out in my brain. So many big feelings. I cried and held her tighter tonight. In fact today was her day that I dedicated to pray for her and it was her day to stay up late and snuggle with us. Fitting today would be the day we learned a little bit more about her. You would be surprised at how the simple things, like a name or what language she spoke can make a difference. I really can't go on because it is so much and I have developed a head ache.
I will say as I reappeared out of my room, the kids could all see I had been crying. Judah reached up on his tippy toes and touched my face and prayed for my jaw. (TMJ) It was so sweet and tender. Then Mason called me to his room and prayed for me as well. He told God that I had a gift to make others happy and that I made him happy and that even if he was having a bad day when he saw me his heart felt good again.
I guess I don't realize most the time the power I have has a mother. Tonight I was able to comfort all of my kids, from spiders, hurt feelings, and the type of grief I hope I never really understand. A soft touch a kiss a gentle look. Nettie snuggled in my arms and plopped her feet up on Dad, and told me she doesn't ever want to loose me. I asked her on the way home what was the favorite part of her day. I thought she would say getting her pictures and make up done. Instead she said .... "Spending it with you."
|The dress she got. Just waiting for photographer|
|Okay this smile may be a bit big, but she was so happy!|
|Getting her make up on|