Tonight the kids visited the baby, which comforted them and cheered her up. We are grateful to her caseworker, who permitted them all to visit instead of only Anber, saying we are her family and her support system, and she needs us. It was very special they all got to go in to see her, and the first time that was possible. What a feeling for us, to just be the Christensens!
Then the kids went with Nathan to play at the Ronald McDonald House playground while I fed her the second full cup today, and put her down to sleep.
Then I snuck off to meet them for dinner at RMH:
We needed this time together, fr resting and strengthening and reconnecting. It was so important. The kids relaxed tremendously. It was too late for them to be up, so I hope it doesn’t just ruin tomorrow for them, but they really needed to connect.
I gave them a tour of the place, showing them my memories and connecting for them the places we had talked on video chat last summer. I was surprised how much they remembered. They were really excited! I even showed them the “meditation room” where the Evansons brought me sacrament every Sunday last summer.
We did scripture study together, and had family prayer, during which we thanked Heavenly Father for keeping His promises about Baby Girl.
Then they visited the craft room, where they got to make cards for the baby, before picking out tootsie pops and candy on their way back out to the van.
They got a taste of RMH life as they left the cozy play to pile back in the van to drop me off at the hospital.
It was good for them, both to reconnect to us and to make their own connections to the baby’s hospital experiences.
It was necessary, as this will always be her life, long as we have her with us, and so also a part of our lives for a season. It’s exhausting, the kind of exhausting that comes when the law of consecration comes to shine light on all your selfish shadows. The blessings, though, are real, and the joy beyond description.
If I had to describe it, though, it would be loud and also sticky.