In all of the adoption books we read in preparation for Kembe’s homecoming, the experts described a honeymoon period, which would be followed by a period of limit-testing and acting out.
We had a wonderful first couple of weeks. Oh my word, it was lovely. Kembe was happy and exuberant most of the time. He and his siblings got along so well. He was sad on occasion, but he just cuddled into us, so it was cute and endearing. We were trying to minimize his transition trauma, so we were letting a lot of behaviors slide. It was pretty blissful, but I knew it wouldn’t last.
After a few weeks of “choosing our battles”, (and by “choosing our battles” I mean “letting him do whatever he wanted”) we realized it was time to lay down the rules on a few things.