Tomorrow...

Tomorrow is the day our sweet boy's face will change forever. I don't want it to change. The moment I saw his picture, nearly 9 months ago, it was his perfect almond eyes and his sweet mouth, with a cleft, that changed our course. We couldn't deny that he was our son. So it is a sad day to think that after tomorrow morning part of that sweet face will be gone.

However, tomorrow is also the day that we start the process to give our sweet boy the chance to eat, drink and talk with ease. Although he has no trouble eating, he has adapted just fine, there are added issues that a few surgeries can get rid of. He wants so desperately to drink out of straw like his sister, and in a few months we hope that will happen. He has a lot to say, and does quite well, but as Kevin says, I'm the only one who can translate the language of Xander, and before long the rest of you can join me!

I must say, it is different the second time around. I can't say my worries are any less, but they are different. I've been too busy to think about his surgery too much, that is a blessing. As I sit here, Xander is asleep and I don't have much to do, so the fear and worry creeps in. It's all in God's hands, I know, but I bet there isn't a Mom out there that doesn't feel like she can have some sort of control by worrying! ;)

Here are some of my favorite Xander faces.

Cheering for his favorite baseball team!

We call this the cheesy Chinese face. It typically shows up when he has just done something he shouldn't have done, and it's especially cute covered in ketchup.

Tomorrow morning we'll get Xander up early and head to the hospital hoping he doesn't start asking for something to eat or drink. A few hours later he'll leave our care for the first time since we adopted him, into the care of some incredible doctors. The next time we see him will be like the first, we get to fall in love with his sweet face all over again, aren't we lucky?!