Hurry Home Little Man!

Finally!!!

Finally China has issued our Pre-Approval and I can share our news!


It turns out September 16 was a big day...bigger than we originally thought!


It marked 1 year to the day since we left for China to get Rylie.


Also, our agency called and said our dossier was complete and heading to China.


And.....they had a file of a little boy they wanted us to check out.


Well, Rush left early the next morning for Guatemala on a mission trip so we didn't really have too much time to review the file and discuss things before he left. We had zero contact through the week, so we were each on our own to consider things.


He got home on September 25th and we pretty much decided that night that we were ready to move forward. I called our agency the next morning and we sent in everything needed to pursue adopting him! We've just been waiting on our pre-approval so we could share the news officially!


So, without further ado.....


...let me introduce our newest kiddo!





Isn't he adorable?!?!


He is 16 months old, from Zhongshan in Guangdong province in China. (This is the province where the American Consulate is, where we spend the 2nd half of our trip with Rylie.) He is quite tiny though. We're praying for him to put on a few pounds!


He had a unilateral cleft lip and palate, but his lip was repaired in June. So...it looks like we will go through another palate surgery! At least we know what to expect this time around.


His Chinese name is Yi He Fu. We are going to name him Judah Colton Hefu M********.....and call him Jude.


Anyway, we are in love. The kids are smitten as well. In fact, Jonah asks every single day when we can go get him. Unfortunately, I am expecting it to take a while for various reasons...probably at least 6 months or so. :( But we are trusting that whenever we are able to go, it will be the right time. We're just praying for patience now!


We absolutely cannot wait to bring him home!

My Guatemalan Education

Another post from Rush....who is apparently trying to take over my blog. :)

I recently returned from a short term medical mission trip to the Pacific Coast of Guatemala with a team from my church. Thirteen of us spent eight days in the beautiful Central American country providing medical care to some of its more needy communities and working with a missionary who has dedicated much of his life to Guatemala and its people.

I met incredible people and got to do things that I never thought I would do in my lifetime. Releasing a baby turtle into the Pacific Ocean, spending hours painting faces of little kids, pulling a tooth, helping with a surgery (more like a minor procedure --- but to me, it was surgery), playing soccer on the beach, laughing non-stop at inside jokes, and connecting in a new way with Christ are just a few of the memories that are now forever a part of who I am.

People have asked all types of questions since my return. What did we do? (Work & have fun) What were the people like? (Awesome) Would I go back? (Yes) What did I “get” out of the trip?

When I think about that last question I realize I got a lot of things out of my short time in Guatemala. An appreciation of a different culture, a renewed passion for missions and friendship come to mind. But most of all, I got an education.

I learned that we are all the same. Kids. Adults. Churches. We are all made in the same image and we all need the same things.

I learned that broken Spanish makes Guatemalan kids laugh. More broken = more laughs.

I learned that doctors, dentists, pharmacists & nurses do amazing things every day --- everywhere.

I learned that in some circles of Guatemala I’m known to be quite an artist.

(In America I can’t draw.)

I learned that I can do things that are outside of my comfort zone.

I learned that a multivitamin can give hope.

I learned that this world doesn’t make sense sometimes.

I learned that one little girl in Guatemala thought I was Justin Timberlake, even if just for a minute.

I learned that contentment doesn’t come from stuff. It comes from relationships, from community, from Christ.

I learned that Virginia really isn’t that hot.

I learned I love my church even more than I thought.

I learned that trying to fulfill Christ’s Great Commission is hard work, but it’s also the most enriching and rewarding work I’ve done. And as Christians we have a lot more work to do.

So why go on a mission trip? Why spend the vacation time and money? Why be away from family, friends and comfort for a week? There are a million reasons one could give I guess. For me though, it was all about getting an education.

I’m not who I was….

A post from Rush on Rylie's 1-year adoption date.

A year ago today something happened in the city of Nanchang, a city in the Jiangxi Province of the People’s Republic of China. A common occurrence that happens just about every day and goes mostly unnoticed by the thousands of people filling the markets, shops, small apartments and busy streets below. Two people from thousands of miles away carried a little girl who looked very different from them into a dark, hot, almost-abandoned government building. There, they signed some forms, turned over American dollars and explained why they would want to take this “special needs” girl home with them. The cash was authenticated, forms stamped, and officials were satisfied. Almost as quickly as they entered the building, the couple and girl were escorted back out onto the busy street.

But this time as the bicyclists raced by, sirens wailed, and people stared at the motley crew on the sidewalk, everything was different. That little girl had a new name. And she was part of a family. She was one of us. She was our daughter. I was her dad.

And so began a year filled with ups, downs, laughs, tears, doctors, surgeries, new languages, food, customs, sights, sounds and smells. Rylie is definitely not who she was on that day she officially became ours. She has grown in every way possible. She amazes me every day at what she can do, what she is capable of learning and how she has been grafted into our family with such ease. But as much change as Rylie has experienced, I can’t help but think the biggest change has happened to us.

Over the past twelve months my little girl has taught me so much about love, patience, compassion, commitment, faith, priorities and family. Who knew that a little girl who was left of on the steps of a hospital at not-quite two months of age could be such a powerful teacher? She has brought me closer to my wife, my kids, and to Christ. I am so thankful. On her one year mark of being a Middleton I want to thank a few people:

My wife – who has been amazing and navigated so much of this adoption process like a champion. Being Rylie’s Mommy hasn’t always been easy, but she has been an incredible partner in this journey. Jennifer deserves more than I can ever give her.

Jonah & Reagan - for accepting their sister as she is, and for loving her without prejudice.

Our parents – without them none of this could have happened

Our family & friends – for encouragement, counsel and loving us.

Rylie’s birthmother - Thank you for choosing life when so many people don’t. I owe you so much. I pray you are at peace and know that Jia Hui is loved.

Rylie –Thank you for loving me even when I don’t deserve it. Your daddy loves you and can’t imagine a life without you in it.

It’s amazing to see all the changes that have taken place in our little girl over the past twelve months, and it’s beyond exciting to think and dream about what lies ahead.

Rylie isn’t who she was.

Because of her, neither am I.

And that’s the best thing ever.

Gotcha Day.....One Year Later

I truly cannot believe it.

One year ago today, we were in China. Travelling from Beijing to Nanchang.

Up at 4am.

Flying south.

Arriving in the same city as our daughter.....finally.

I so distinctly remember the sights. The sounds. The smells. The traffic.

And the nerves.

I remember Rush was able to take a nap while we waited in the hotel for 2pm to arrive.

The long awaited hour where we would meet our girl.

This mama.....well, let's just say I couldn't sleep. Or sit. Or think.

I was a little distracted.

Finally, the time came.

We headed downstairs.

We waited.

Then, some commotion.

She rounded the corner.

She was handed to me.

She screamed.

I expected that part, at least.

And our world changed.

My Rylie has changed so much in the past year. It really astounds me when I look back at her pictures and videos from last year and compare them to now.

She's still got a long way to go. Lots of challenges still to overcome.

But she's come so far.

And I can't help but believe....and know...that where she is right now....

Well, it's exactly where she was meant to be.

Happy Gotcha Day, Ladybug!!

We love you so much and are thrilled God placed you in our family!

Thank you for enduring so much change over the last year.

You have blessed us immeasurably.

Black and White Wednesday- Rain Day

I didn't truly realize what a distraction Jonah is to the girls until today...his first day back to school for the year. I had all day to entertain my 2 favorite ladies. And it was literally all day....no naps for these girls for some reason. We made cupcakes for Jonah....orange and green ones to be exact (Reagan picked the colors). We played, we read, we cleaned, we struggled to find other things to do.

Did I mention it poured down rain pretty much all day?

Finally, I couldn't keep these 2 chicas cooped up any longer. We broke out the raincoats and boots and headed outside.

They had a blast.

It was still raining when we went out, which provided a lovely little stream of water beside the curb.

How convenient.

Naturally, they had to check it out first.

Where it came from.

And follow it's path back down the hill.

And find out how fast it was flowing.

But then....

...they discovered their river would take leaves with it.

Which easily entertained them for the next hour.

Finally, it was time to go pick up Jonah from the bus stop.

Leaving the stream wasn't a popular decision.

Guess you can't win them all.

Thank God for our rain today....and for some bonus entertainment!

Jonah had a great day by the way.

The cupcakes were yummy.

And the kids were in bed, silent and exhausted, at 6:59pm.

2nd

Today, my man starts second grade.

Second. Grade.

Yikes.

I used to hear other moms talk about their second graders. And I thought they had "big" kids.

Now, I have a "big" kid.

When the heck did that happen?

I really feel like Jonah should still be 3. And stay that way....forever.

But alas....he keeps growing.

Despite my earnest pleading.

He's an amazing kid.

Rush and I laugh at the thought of just having him as our only child....he's so easy. If he was our only child, I think we could barely call ourselves parents.

He doesn't rock the boat too much.

Responsible. Compassionate. Happy. Helpful.

The kid's a gem.

I am so proud of the person he is becoming. So proud of his heart, his choices. The big brother he is. The way he devours books and learning. His insight. His concern for others.

His joy. He has the best laugh I've ever heard. You can't help but laugh along if you hear it.

I'm not sure how I got so lucky to be his mama.

And I can't wait to ride along on his 2nd grade train and see who gets off at the end.

Whoever it is, I'm pretty sure I'll be crazy about him.

Good luck in 2nd grade, my Jonah! How I love you!