And as cute and spunky as ever!
Our Elliana Sa-rang whose name means God has answered my prayers and Sa-rang is the Korean word for love. She has blossomed from a teeny tiny little scared baby to a confident (most of the time), hilarious, incredibly smart little girl. She is sweet, but boy can she be downright naughty too! Typical!
She had fun the other day with Nathan and I going out on a little photo shoot to get a few shots of her in her Hanbok. This is the same hanbok that her foster mother gave her that she is wearing at one year old here. I think it fits a little better now!
This picture totally reminds me of the one above!
Seriously, it is so hard to picture her and try to imagine what she might have looked like on the day she was born 3 years ago today. Born much too early only weighing a few pounds and alive only because of multiple blood transfusions and oxygen support, I am sure she was quite a sight to behold. I have been thinking about her mother again lately and wondering where she is and what she is doing and if she ever had the chance to hold her baby girl in her arms before they whisked her away to another bigger hospital. Did she look into her daughter's face and see beauty and dream about who she would become or did she turn away because it was just too painful?
Does she think about her or wonder if she will ever see her again or has she chosen to shut the door on her past and not think about any of it.
I don't know, and I bet it's all of the above, but I hope and pray that someday the Lord might be gracious enough to allow us to meet. Because I want her to know how incredibly grateful we are for this gift that she carried in her womb and labored for and gave birth to and grieved for. The daughter that she gave LIFE to.
Someday I hope she gets to see this face
Cuz we think it's a pretty cute one!
Even when she's being a stinker!
Happy 3rd birthday to our Elliana! Saengil chukha hamnida!!!
We praise the Lord for this precious little life!
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.