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Our trip to Africa

December 5, 2011

So sorry, I am horrible about updating this thing….life has a funny way of happening. I sent emails home to our family and friends during our first trip to Africa for our court date. Here is day 1.

We met her today!! It was precious. When we walked into the care center her special mamma was getting her shoes on to go outside to play. Before any of us could get across the room we were attacked by a room of precious little ones. We literally had cuties hanging from our legs. I finally got in front of Melawit. SHE IS PERFECT. I gave her a little hug and she timidly hugged me back, but then she spotted Wells. She yelled his name and pointed at him. She ran to him threw her arms around him and planted a HUGE kiss on his face. He lost it and burst into tears. It was a very sweet, emotional moment. She literally followed him around almost all day. She did warm up to the rest of us, and lots of hugs and kisses followed, but she knew her big brother and he was in the spotlight. She is friendly, and funny, and she might be a tad bit bossy :)…. She is BIG, and not in diapers!!! We played outside for a long time, ring around the rosie, chase, horseback rides. We then went inside for their “snack”….girl put down a huge bowl of oatmeal. At the end of the meeting they started clapping and singing, and you will die when you see her do the shoulder shimmy!!!! It was very hard to leave. She started to pout, then she started to cry…then we all started to cry. it was a long ride home 😦 We are just so thankful that she was happy to see us, that she is so healthy, that we are so close to bringing her home. pray for our hearts, but please pray for hers…we get to see her tomorrow, and Saturday before we leave. She knows what good-bye means, and that is the hardest part of all.

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Genuine…..

August 31, 2011

My dear friends Scott and Mollie were in Ethiopia a couple of weeks ago. Mollie sent me these sweet words about M “….she is amazing. When we walked into the room I spotted her immediately. She was standing toward the back of the room, observing. Many of the kids rushed toward us, she slowly walked forward. I had my camera in hand so Scott walked over to her and extended his hand. She immediately put her hand in his and smiled from ear to ear. She came alive! She giggled, and smiled, and laughed. I think she was impressed that we knew her name. Her eyes smile, as well. They are so beautiful! M has tons of personality, and Gladney is taking such good care of her. Within 5 minutes she was giving me sweet hugs and kisses. Scott and I said that she will be perfect for your family, because she is so affectionate. SNUGGLE BUG! She is going to be such a blessing to your family”. Those little details made this Mamma’s heart melt. When information is limited, you cling to every detail you can get.

Upon their return, I asked Scott to tell me his thoughts about her. He repeated all that Mollie had said. He then thought for a moment, and said “genuine”. The best word he could use to describe her was genuine. At first I thought genuine was a funny word used when describing a toddler. GENUINE. What does that mean? I keep turning that word over in my head. I’ve looked it up and pondered the definition. It’s really not a big deal, but for some reason I couldn’t let it go. In the dictionary, genuine means to be honest, sincere, real. I think of all the amazing women who have shared their details of my baby girl. That she is kind, joyful, sweet, loving. I think of her face, and her smile, her sweet disposition…. I think that it’s genuine, and I couldn’t think of anything more lovely.

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The CALL

June 28, 2011

So, we have all spent our fair share dreaming about the day the call would come in. Everyone says it will come when you least expect it. I guess this theory is true. Tuesday morning, my son Wells crawled into bed with me. We talked about what our day was going to look like. He then casually said, “Mom, we are going to get our referral today”. I sighed and swallowed back heartbreak and told him “honey, it isn’t going to happen today. As a matter of fact, it is probably going to be a very long time”. He just shrugged and we went about planning our day.

Later that afternoon, we went swimming. I couldn’t get over a little bit of sadness from the conversation I had with Wells that morning. I texted another adopting mom and told her how discouraged I was. We exchanged the usual: feeling blue, will pray for each other encouragement we give to each other weekly. I went on visiting with my friend who was with me at the pool, and tried to put the sadness aside. We were deep into conversation when my phone rang at 3:41, out of habit I checked it and COULD NOT BELIEVE the area code popping up. Kristin told me she wouldn’t call unless it was “THE CALL”, so I knew.

I started screaming in the phone, crying, shaking, she confirmed indeed it was time. I told her I would get Josh and call her back. I sat in the lounge chair for a moment just sobbing and my sweet friend Tressa had to kind of take over, because at this point I wasn’t really functioning. I called Josh, of course he didn’t answer, so I called the office assistant (in what I am sure sounded like a crazy wife, feel sorry for that guy call) and he pulled him out of his meeting. I texted several friends the code we had devised when the call came in….817. I then shakingly drove home, thankful it was just the next neighborhood over, it wasn’t pretty.

Josh and I then sat for an hour and looked at the most beautiful, tiny, perfect 3 year old you’ve ever seen. She has HUGE brown eyes, long long lashes, sweet chubby cheeks. I mean she is delicious. We cried, and laughed, and went through every emotion. We celebrated, we mourned, we grieved, we gave thanks. It is so hard to explain the feeling of joy that comes from such sorrow, but that is what it is. We prayed for her and then we called our friends and family (who are so close to us we really don’t know the difference).

For the next 4 hours, our house had a constant stream of people coming in to celebrate the life of a little girl we’ve never met, but love with all our hearts. For those that couldn’t come, our phones blew up with text and calls. Of course, there were tons who would have come to celebrate, but I forgot to notify them…note to adoptive parents: this is like birth, make your call list before hand. You will not be thinking rationally.

Miraculous stories started coming in: families that had gone to Ethiopia and had met and fallen in love with M, to a family that was there at the time of our referral, and went to spend time with her the very next day, to my brother in law who was there with Kidmia 3 weeks before our referral and snapped her picture in hopes that she could be the one. Our family was shown over and over that she was worth the wait and meant for us.

So, now we wait through summer into the fall. We will begin praying for a quick court date in October. I can not wait to feel her chubby hand in mine. I can’t wait to see her snuggle in her Daddy’s lap. I can’t wait to hear her giggle at her brothers and sister. She is ours and I can’t wait…..

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817!!!!!!!

June 21, 2011

Crazy Day!!!! Most beautiful, HUGE brown eyes, and chubby cheeked little girl. More details later!

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OH MY

May 20, 2011

Look at this cutie. I just want to eat him up!

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TWELVE

April 19, 2011

I’ve been a pretty lousy blogger. I just haven’t really known what to say. Today marks a year of waiting. Obviously, it has been hard. I told someone that I felt like I had a year of Lent, not 40 days. But, I would do it all over again. As we approach Easter Sunday, I am reminded who I find my strength in. I will stand firm in His resurrection, I will rest in His promise that we are not alone, I will find comfort in His grace and love. And I will wait as long as it takes to bring her home.

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9 months

January 21, 2011

We are still waiting…..

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