Wednesday, July 13, 2011

1 month has come and gone...

Dear Charlotte...

A month has come and gone, since "Gotcha Day" and we just couldn't be more excited to have witnessed all that God has done in this 1 month...

It has been a difficult and trying first month... with tons of Mama/Papa fails... with trial and errors... but it has been one of the most memorable months of our lives... and so I just want to share with you-take a look back, at how far you've come already...

You never really looked us straight in the eyes... in fact it scared Mama, big time in the beginning. I was nervous that we wouldn't have a "connection"... scared that there was no "light" behind those eyes...that the orphanage completely deleted all that was there. So, Mama and Papa prayed BIG time... we asked God to relight the "fire" in you... to let your "light" shine... and then, there was LIGHT... our prayer requests have been answered... and you my dear, are such a social butterfly. Ask everyone that was on your plane ride home... they can testify to this...


Sweet Charlie... you had NO idea what kisses and hugs were... in fact you made it seem half the time, like you'd die from them... like they were the most painful things to receive...


We'd always catch you "regurgitating" your food, with some crazy acid reflux after every snack, and every meal... but it seems as though, for right now, with the doctor's help, we've nipped that one in the butt... No more having to "get it back down" a second time around.


The day you became our daughter... ranks up there with one of the best days in our lives, and we couldn't be more proud to have you as a Davis... you were clueless as to what that would entail... but I'm pretty sure over this last month, you've gotten quite a little bit of insight.


It just means you'll get a lot of kisses... again, with those kisses... who knew you would grow to LOVE them...and laugh at them, and GIVE them (even to Korean strangers-you blow them all the time!)


Who knew that exiting those gates 1 month ago... that you would be headed to Korea, of all places... but first and foremost "home" with Mama and Papa... my darling... wherever we are together... we are "home".


Dream BIG sweet little girl... seriously... who would have known from that first night's sleep until now, that you'd be where you are today...


We love you more today than we did yesterday,
Papa and Mama
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9 comments:

  1. Congratulations on 1 month! How exciting. What a sweet, sweet post. She's blessed and her life will be forever changed. Many blessings to you!

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  2. Oh my goodness! No way, it's not been a month I don't believe that a month ago I was sitting here checking blogger constantly waiting to see if you were going to have your "Gotcha Day". That's so incredibly exciting. I love all the pictures that you posted, especially the one of mama and papa kissing Charlie. May God continue to bless you through your little girl!

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  3. O, Karen, those photos are so adorable! Thank you for sharing your journey!

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  4. Karen! seriously 1 month already! I want to thank you for sharing your journey with us!

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  5. Girl, my heart smiles with every post you write. You are so blessed!

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  6. Thank you so much for sharing your photos and your stories. It's been beautiful journeying along with you through your blog. Your daughter is precious.

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  7. Beautiful words, pictures, and lil lady.

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  8. Papa "D"July 14, 2011 at 3:32 PM

    Now you've done it. Cathy has no idea which of these incredible pics to put on her computer as screen saver. Your photography makes BOTH of us cry (and pray . . .) as we wait to get our hands on that little cherub. Jason, LOVED the pretend to die on the bed game! Laughed so hard it hurt.

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  9. Wow. A month already? That's so hard to believe! These pictures are adorable and it's hard for me to believe, sitting here, how much she has grown. Just a testament to your love and everyone's prayers.

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