Four years ago today we headed to Panama City to pick up our beautiful new daughter. A person from The Adoption Center picked her up from her birth family's house and brought her to us at a local Chick-fil-A. What an amazing day for our family!
Baby Jocelyn (6 months old) on her "Gotcha Day!"
Today we surprised Jocelyn with a "Gotcha Day" celebration!
Madison drew a special family portrait for her sister. In the picture we are all clapping and cheering because Jocelyn is in our family.
Madison also got her sister some heart and smiley balloons, because "we LOVE Jocelyn and are so HAPPY that God put her in our family!"
Daddy brought us home Chick-fil-A for dinner!
When we asked Jocelyn what she wanted special for her "Gotcha Day" she said all she wanted was an ice cream cake. Our little girl loves SWEETS!
Excited about the Oreo Cookie Ice Cream Cake!
Sweet Sisters...
ready to eat SWEETS!
Time for a few gifts!
Madison decorated her gift special for Sissy!
Madison got Jocelyn a little Snow White doll.
Mommy and Daddy got her some arts, crafts, and learning activities.
Madison sang a special "Gotcha Day" song to her Sissy!
"Gotcha Day”
A holiday of your own, when you can say
That you’ve found your home, it’s Gotcha Day!
An angel was prayed for, by the forlorn
Nine months later, you were born.
You came into this world, as an answered prayer.
What everyone wished for was finally there.
One family adoring you, but had to let go
To another that wanted and needed you so.
You brought all of us together, gave us the signs,
It’s as if you had said to us, “This family is mine.”
So tiny and helpless, yet perfect and strong,
You let both families know just where you belonged.
Such joy did you bring when you entered this world.
Never again will there be such a loved little girl!
Born to a family so filled with love,
And yet not your destiny, decided above.
My job was to help you and guide you along,
Until finding the family in which you belonged.
It was easy to see, by the look in your eyes,
Where you need to be, you were so very wise.
When the families met, it was love at first sight,
It’s as if you were telling me, “This family’s right.”
The bonding before me was so pure and true.
It became crystal clear just what I had to do.
You loved your new sister and then went to your dad.
These things you otherwise wouldn’t have had.
I’m watching you grow, mommy makes sure I do.
I’m always so glad that I listened to you.
The handprints, and pictures, sweet things that you make,
Only assure me, this was no mistake.
Everyone around you finds you so dear.
But never forget, that I’m always here.
January 25th, of each year, you can say...
“I’m special. I’m loved. This is my Gotcha Day!”
Thinking of you always,
Keisha
A holiday of your own, when you can say
That you’ve found your home, it’s Gotcha Day!
An angel was prayed for, by the forlorn
Nine months later, you were born.
You came into this world, as an answered prayer.
What everyone wished for was finally there.
One family adoring you, but had to let go
To another that wanted and needed you so.
You brought all of us together, gave us the signs,
It’s as if you had said to us, “This family is mine.”
So tiny and helpless, yet perfect and strong,
You let both families know just where you belonged.
Such joy did you bring when you entered this world.
Never again will there be such a loved little girl!
Born to a family so filled with love,
And yet not your destiny, decided above.
My job was to help you and guide you along,
Until finding the family in which you belonged.
It was easy to see, by the look in your eyes,
Where you need to be, you were so very wise.
When the families met, it was love at first sight,
It’s as if you were telling me, “This family’s right.”
The bonding before me was so pure and true.
It became crystal clear just what I had to do.
You loved your new sister and then went to your dad.
These things you otherwise wouldn’t have had.
I’m watching you grow, mommy makes sure I do.
I’m always so glad that I listened to you.
The handprints, and pictures, sweet things that you make,
Only assure me, this was no mistake.
Everyone around you finds you so dear.
But never forget, that I’m always here.
January 25th, of each year, you can say...
“I’m special. I’m loved. This is my Gotcha Day!”
Thinking of you always,
Keisha
(Jocelyn's Birthmother)
