For Yana there were the four walls of a crib. There were bottles hastily shoved into her mouth from out of no where. There was crying out for attention until hope was lost and she was silent. There was no familiar face, there were no recipricated smiles.
There were just the same four walls of a room she very rarely left, most of the time was spent in the same four walls of her crib. There was no variety in her diet, just like there was no variety in her life. It was stale, dark, cold,[or very hot], and silent.
Death permeated the air. The death of hearts that had given up or become hardened. The death of hope as no child's cry was answered. The death of joy as there was nothing to look forward to. The death of little souls as they waited for their savior who sometimes only came in the form of a lonely, and sometimes painful death.
Let's face it, winter sucks for the young when there is no hope of spring, no hope of sunshine on their face, no hope of a gentle snow to cover up all that has died and become stale and ugly.
But there is something amazing that is happening. Yana doesn't live in a winter atmosphere anymore. The ugliness has been replaced. There is sunshine, and gentle breezes, joy and hope, smiling faces that always answer a cry or a need, and there are celebrations all day long!
Spring has sprung, and like the grave could not hold my savior, winters shadows can not hold my Yana.
"Blossom by blossom the spring begins"
Author: Algernon Charles Swinburne
So many blossoms on my beautiful Yana flower!
blossom #1. She constantly seeks attention. You can not sit down w/o Yana crawling over and up into your lap. She then proceeds to make herself comfortable and often is very demanding in you paying attention to her. All this from a child that you had to all but beg to interact with you.... All this from a child that showed no independant thought.
blossom #2. WE have language comprehension!!! Yana literally had NO language, Bulgarian or English. She understood nothing and it meant nothing to her. Now I can definitely say that is not the case. I KNOW she understands at least 7 questions/phrases. I am sure there are more coming, but she is getting it! And I am putting the phrases/questions to actions/signs on her part so she can start to show me what she wants!
blossom #3. She LAYS her head down on my shoulder as I sing her songs before tucking her into bed! I LOVE IT!
blossom #4. She CRIES many mornings when she is awake and will break into smiles and giggles when I come into her room!
blossom #5. Eye contact, eye contact, eye contact.... it is happening more and more!
blossome #6. She loves to crawl quickly to the door if someone goes out of it and tries to go out herself. :)
blossom #7. She shows a MARKED preference for her family. AND shows an interest in where they go if they leave her.
So many things are happening... she knows so much more than she did just 9 months ago. Within the love of her family, she is aware, alert, interactive, purposeful, and communicative. She is blossoming.
Winter has lost it grip. Spring has come!
I could watch her all day long! Enjoy some spring blossoms with me. :)