These photos represent so many miracles to me (not least of which, the fact they were taken indoors, at dusk, on manual setting with no flash....just had to throw that in there).
Anyone who has been reading this blog long enough will surely remember this girl's aversion to touch, her inability to hold an object, her inability to even sit up by herself, hold eye contact. And don't forget my fears that she would never show emotion, love and affection, and that I possibly might not be able to love an adopted child with so many delays as much as "my own".
Not only do these pictures represent so many obstacles that have been overcome, look at what else they show. TRUE love. The most heartfelt affection. The sheer joy of being a "mommy".
Learned from none other than....ME.
(And I just want to point out now how cute I think the two little bald heads look together.)
Oh, my heart.