We have missed all the toddler years. We have watched her baby cheeks disappear through pics, longing to kiss them.
We have had the privilege of making sure this child of God is watched over and fed. Because we were allowed to adopt her, she is healthy and strong. We are incredibly blessed that we have always had the extra money this adoption has required as it has extended over a year past the date we expected.
The first part hurts so much, but I can't forget the second part.
We sent Sifa's foster mom a little extra money this month to throw her a celebration, and decided on some ways to celebrate her here at home.
First I took Carina and her girl cousins that live here shopping for a dress for her. A summer dress, so she can wear it THIS summer :) When they get home, there will be five girl cousins here in Charlotte who are within a year and a half of each other. It will be so fun.
We also picked up some rotisserie chicken, which we paired with bread from the Farmer's Market. These were Sifa's two favorite things to eat when I visited her last fall, so we had them for dinner in her honor. Then we topped it off with Elsa cupcakes and a candle for each year.
The first day I met Sifa, I showed them Frozen in French. I was shocked when it started and Sifa blurted out, clear as day, "SVEN!" and then gave me the first twinkly eyed, eyebrow-raised smile that I would come to love over the next week.
So it turns out that they had a much grander feast for Sifa's birthday in Kinshasa. Look at that delicious chicken, beans, rice, and plantains. Topped off with Fanta, of course. And look at our adorable girls! I am so thankful that Sifa got this special day. She deserves it, and so much more.