Adding Another One to the Family

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A lot of the people on my friends list here might remember when I first talked about Amyra, the little girl my sister and BIL took in from foster care at 9 months. She just celebrated her "A" day, which is the yearly celebration they have of the day Amyra was officially adopted, with a cake and presents. It's basically like another birthday celebration. I love what she told my sister once. It was just a random day last year when she turned to my sister and said, "I'm so glad the adoption people let me keep you." Consider my heart touched. Anyway, last year (I think Thanksgiving) they started to foster another child. A little boy (in case anyone cares he's white while Amyra is black). He has fetal alcohol syndrome. Those of you who know what that is are probably thinking, uh-oh. His bio mom was an alcoholic, and once the dad saw that he was going to have health problems because of it, he also gave up his parental rights. His name is Hudson (it was originally something else, but the name was NOT a good one, but I won't tell you the name in case someone here has that actual name and I don't want to hurt their feelings). Wow, what that a great run on sentence or what?! So Hudson is 19 months, but he looks like a 6 month year old. He's very small, and has a trach, although they just took it out. While they went in to take it out last week they discovered a growth that was taking over 3/4 of his airway. My sister sent me a picture, and it's huge. He's doing great now. They think the growth was from an infection that didn't quite heal. When they first got him he couldn't make a sound. I don't know if you've ever seen a child cry without making a sound, but I know it broke my dad's heart. He could barely look at him without getting torn up. His little face would crumple, but no sound would emerge. Anyway, he's in physical therapy, and has a lot of doctor appointments. He's hooked up to a tube like Amyra had when she was a baby. It's a mickey hole, and they have to feed him through that. It's no big deal because Amyra had it and she turned out fine. And Hudson might very well turn out to be fine. He may have more developmental issues, but he's a sweetie. He's very attentive, and his smile is adorable. My sister taught him how to "dance". She'll say in sing song, "Dance, dance, dance." And at the last "dance", he'll wiggle his little body like crazy and laugh. He can say "up", and he can't walk yet, but he's already progressed so much since being taken in by them. It's cases like this that my sister's stubbornness and determination are perfect for. Yes, she is very impatient with people, but not with Hudson, and not with Amyra when she was still sick (she was premature, on oxygen, had a mickey hole...). I think she's trying really hard to work on her quick temper. My BIL is so cute. He'll get Hudson, and they'll sit in front of his computer, and watch TV together. Anyway, I thought I'd talk a little bit about him.