Ohhh...now I remember...

Life has been pretty hard these last few weeks. Olivier and I are emotionally and physically exhausted caring for Elodie. My transition into being a stay-at-home mom hasn't been quite as picturesque as I thought it would be. I am having faith that things will get better, but there are some days that I feel I've lost all purpose in my life-other than being a mom to a baby who can't talk to me or tell me if I'm doing a good job.

Last night, Olivier and I were taking turns eating dinner when the door bell rang announcing a whole group of girls at the gate. Olivier sophisticatedly opened the window to talk to them.

"What's up girls?"

"OLIVIER, OLIVIER...WE WANNA SEE YO BAAAA-BY"

It was a whole group of girls from the neighborhood, desperate to meet Elodie.

The funny thing about this is that these girls remembered that I was having a baby. I haven't seen them since December. I'm so honored that they thought of us. There have been other girls that have been calling us every week asking when the baby was to come. I just don't ever recall seeing such thoughtfulness from 10 years olds ever in my life.

The girls held Elodie, looked at her feet, checked out her "crib" and just stared at her. Elodie loved it. She was fussing all night and when they came, she was the most peaceful I'd seen her all day.

I need to remember this moment. When I'm home alone, bored and frustrated...help me remember that there are little girls out in the neighborhood who have loved us. They want to be a part of our lives. The girls kept asking to come over everyday to be in our house and see Elodie. One girl asked Olivier for our number and pulled out a miniature address book (seriously it was like an inch big). She filled the page with our number and looked so satisfied. The girls often say that it feels so good to be in our house. Another girl asked me last night about a bible lesson I taught her in JUNE! She remembered what I taught her. Is it possible that God has set our life up to speak loudly to Garfield Park, without us doing a thing? Is this what it's like to be living in his will? Help me remember this.