Today, while LJ was napping, Ty asked to hear his "baby adoption story." He loves to hear that we drove all night to watch him be born and that he cried as soon as he "popped out of Miss Rebekah's belly." He had more commentary, today, than I've ever heard. It was really cute hearing him reason why he was crying (it was because he was "so SO hungry"). For the first time, I told Ty that Rebekah was really, really sad when we left the hospital. I gauged his response as I continued...I told him how much she loved him and that she desperately wanted to be his mommy, but more than that she wanted him to have a daddy, but wasn't married to a daddy.
Ty listened intently and asked, "Did she want to be my mommy for a long, long time?"
"Yes, she did, baby. Do you know how much God loves you? Miss Rebekah prayed and prayed to God asking for a family that would take good care of her baby. She wanted a family with a daddy and she wanted to make sure you would be taught all about Jesus. At the same time she was praying, I was praying that God would bring us a baby to love and take care of. Do you know what God did? He answered BOTH of our prayers and led Miss Rebekah to our family! Isn't that cool?"
I went on to tell him how we all celebrated the day he was born. I told him about all Rebekah's family and how they came to the hospital to see him and spend time with us. I stopped for a few seconds when I saw his mind turning. The words that came out of his mouth were so sweet I wish I could bottle them forever.
Ty said, "Mom. I want to thank Miss Rebekah for babysitting me in her belly and taking good care of me."
"Honey, I think that's a really good idea. We'll call her tonight."
Watching Ty fall in love with his first mom is more special than I can express...