Tuesday, September 17, 2013

A YEAR OF KASEN!!

I can't believe he has been with us a full year.  I think I will always be amazed at his transformation.  How this little boy has gone from speaking only Russian to speaking fluent English and learning how to read and write is one of the most remarkable things for us to watch!  He went from living in an orphanage and had no idea of what family life was like to being a sweet, compassionate and loving little brother and son.  He's adjusted to life so well you'd never know that he hasn't been ours all along.
Kasen's first drawing of his family
We had a great party for his birthday and to celebrate his being home a year with good friends and family.  As he sat there at our table outside looking at everyone sing him Happy Birthday I can see a confidence in him that wasn't there before.  He has friends, family and he knows he is loved.  As I tucked him into bed he said "Momma thank you for letting my friends come play with me at my house and with my family."  He said more than once over the celebrations of his birthday "this the most specialist birthday ever."  Those are the type of statements that make our hearts swell.  God has blessed us with the opportunity of seeing how far love can take a person.

I am posting a video of his Gotcha Day (we like to call it Dima Day).  It is long but I tried to subtitle some of he sweet things he said on that day.  Just like the birth of my biological children it will be a day that I will always cherish and hope the details never fade away.  (please ignore my insanely cajun accent while saying "kooshut" which means "eat" in Russian...guess a true Cajun can't talk about eating without letting the cajun twang slip out)

We also made this video about his coming home to the song "Home" by Phillip Phillips.  The words of this song could not have applied better.  I really think he wrote that about adoption ;)

Hold on, to me as we go
As we roll down this unfamiliar road
And although this wave is stringing us along
Just know you’re not alone
Cause I’m going to make this place your home

Settle down, it'll all be clear
Don't pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found

Just know you’re not alone
Cause I’m going to make this place your home


He has seen this music video and LOVES it.  Every time it comes on the radio he gets excited and yells "Mom, it's my song!"  The kids all smile when he does that.  Without a doubt the thing that has blessed us the most is when we're driving down the road and I hear his sweet voice sing at the top of his lungs "just know you're not alone...I'm gonna make this place your home" I don't know if we will celebrate "Dima Day" every year.  We don't want to always remind him that his past is different from the other kids.  We'll let him take the lead on that one.  But this one....this one is super special and we are happy today!

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Ruskie Report ;)

It's hard to know where to pick up this story.  We've had so many people watching for posts on facebook and stopping me to say how much Kasen's story has touched them...  Life has been SO busy but I felt it time for an update!
You know how kids grow so much in that first year of life?  It's like Kasen is having his own unique "first year" with us...He's grown in so many ways he's almost unrecognizable from the first time we met him.
Kasen in Red Square the day after we picked him up from orphanage
Fears he's overcome...loud sounds in the yard would send him running, bugs of any kind would evoke tears immediately.  He was fascinated by the dogs but the moment they showed him attention he'd run screaming.  And then there was the nighttime.  There was something about his room, the window, the closet, his bed....I worried we would have to move him to another room for a while.  The lighting was all wrong, he'd get tangled in the sheets.  There was always something wrong.  Willem spent months on the trundle bed so Kasen could just see his daddy asleep next to him.  Even then it didn't always help.  He told tales of monsters, bad guys and mice.  "The mice bit his toes"....we still hear this...I still have a hard time believing this is true as the orphanage was immaculately clean but maybe.  His fears were definitely real.
The list of firsts is long.  It's like living 3 yrs of life in 1 yr.  His first car ride, train ride, plane ride, trip to the zoo, eating in a restaurant, shopping experience, bathtub bath, movie, carnival ride, sitting on a bike, fireworks, beach, skiing, camping, hiking, 4 wheeling, hay ride, tractor ride, Christmas, Easter, Halloween, bouncy house, swim, fishing trip...ER visit ;) ....this little man has LIVED more experiences than he could have possibly dreamed of.
Derek and Kasen on their first fishing trip with PawPaw...note worms in Kasen's hand

Kasen's first encounter with the Beach in Galveston, TX

Getting some sun after playing in the sprinkler in the backyard
He's had his share of confusion and sadness.  I remember the day after we brought him home to our apartment in Moscow from the orphanage, he laid down on his stomach covered his eyes and just wailed and kicked the floor.  It was so obvious he was missing the only family he had known.  Even then I felt like he knew that he was involved in what was best for him but it overwhelmed him just the same.  He'd name his group mates for weeks at bedtime.  He's been angry with us and man oh man can he glare!  He's got eyes that could kill!  He's been confused by rules of a family and it's been frustrating to him.  He still struggles with the fact that everybody doesn't always get the same thing.  Sometimes our actions affect our privileges and sometimes life just isn't fair.
Parents are a new concept to him.  He'd call any adult male Papa.  He's told me that I'm not his momma.  He knows deep down that I'm not his biological mom and he's expressed it to me.  He pushes me away at times and I know that it is a deep routed feeling of rejection.  (We talk and he comes around)  We've had many conversations about how he has one momma and one papa and his love for them is to be special.  You will sometimes hear him say "1 kiss and 1 hug"..that's what he says to remind himself that he can greet our friends and give them one hug or 1 kiss hello..."kisses and hugs are for momma and poppa".  It's how we've taught him to be appropriate with our friends.  He still struggles with the desire to charm any adult he meets...it's how he survived in the orphanage.
He freely gives momma kisses and often says "I love my momma"
The thing about it all is that quite honestly Kasen is the most remarkable, bravest person I have ever met.  He loves and trusts when there is no reason for him to do so.  He refuses to be put down.  He is proud.  I know pride can be a sin but in his case I smile every time because i know it is a survival skill that served him well.  He'll make lemonade out of lemons every time.  It's his defense mechanism...it's like he says in his mind "you are hurting me but I'll show you and i will be happy still"  It's been hard to get past this shell of his but we are chipping away at it.  When he's being corrected he goes from angry and proud first to overall acceptance and remorse and then he tries so very hard to prove he can do what you want him to do.  You can actually see the gears turning in his head and watch him determine himself in his mind to put aside fear or frustration and try again.  There is NOTHING that this boy can't do.
Willem and I adore all of our children but there is something about Kasen...something that we have seen in him, we just know he is destined for something GREAT.  He teaches us and our other kids things about patience and trust and perseverance.  We can't claim any of it....be it DNA or character, God Himself has placed everything within this child to survive and to succeed.  In my mind it makes him exceptional!  Sometimes it's hard to admit that we have this little boy that in ways supersedes our biological children and we have nothing to do with it but it makes my heart skip a beat when i think about how much God loves him and how much he has prepared his little soul for overcoming the struggles he's had.  It's absolutely amazing!
Kasen's first 4th of July
Right now we are just living life.  Things are finally seeming normal, busier and louder, but normal.  The next hurdle for Kasen will be school.  His English has come along beautifully and he is able to regulate himself so much better now.  We have signed Kasen and Derek up for K4 in the fall.  We are praying for both of their teachers and for Kasen to be receptive to the routine of school and receptive to learning.
Thank you for continuing to read along...i will try to keep posting.

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Dima's Russia

I love Kasen's age.  I feel like adopting a preschooler was a great idea for us.  While we desperately miss the fact that we didn't get to see him as an infant there have definitely been some advantages to adopting at this age.  Kasen from the start has been able to communicate his needs to us and we have been able to communicate our expectations to him.  I think it is helping him to attach to us easier as there is less confusion.
Regardless of his ability to communicate there have been some things that are lost in translation.  We have shown pictures of Kasen's orphanage to him from the start.  He associates it and everyone he knew before us as "Russia". We have tried to ask him if he misses Russia and he has always seemed to say to us he wants to go back which admittedly bothers us somewhat.  He has happy memories from there and he had friends there.  We are happy that he had good feelings but we've always been confused as to where we stand in that picture in his mind.
We are planning a trip to Montana and told the kids we will be going on an airplane.  Since then Kasen has been obsessed with Russia.  He sees pictures of Russia and he says "Dima's Russia" "I'm from Russia" "I love Russia"  It's been a daily thing for about two weeks now.
Tonight I was laying with him in his bed and he said something about going to Russia again.  I explained to him we are going on a plane to Montana not Russia.  He said no we're going to Russia.  I said "Buddy, mom and dad aren't going to Russia.  This is our home."  He got real quite and started whining and said "Momma I not want to go to Russia.  I want to stay."  Obviously I melted and explained he didn't have to go back and that he will be staying here forever with us.  He said "yes, mama and papa and Dima" which is something he has quoted since the day we picked him up.  
I'm amazed at all this stuff he has to process and how well he has handled it.  I hate that he had a moment of doubt and concern but it was so nice to see him work through it and show us he truly loves us....that he chooses us too, even over "Dima's Russia".
Here are a couple more pics of our silly little man...