Monday, August 10, 2009

Thanks So Much, Liz!






The kids and I were so surprised when we opened a package that arrived this morning. Such beautiful things for Amelie from my sister, Liz! She had a Summer trip to Hawaii where she found this TOO CUTE tropical outfit in Honolulu. We love the Ethiopian recipe book (the cabbage curry and potato recipe made me drool). The dresses were found in Seattle at Gymboree, and the most special gift of all is the baby blanket she hand knitted. The colors are perfect, and we can feel how much love she put into it. I was in tears. THANK YOU so much for your thoughtfulness, Liz! I cannot wait for Amelie to meet all the people who love her so much already.

Balls of Anticipation, Worry, Karma & Courage

We cannot believe it's only 3 weeks and 3 days until we leave for Addis. My stomach drops every time I look at the countdown... time is flying like never before. We're excited beyond words but I'm worried at the same time. Mostly about forgetting something important. Being thorough, organized and meticulous at planning are not my gifts in this life, so it takes a great deal of effort. Daniel is the same way, believe it or not, despite the fact that he's an attorney. We're both scatterheads in our day to day lives so it's miraculous when anything gets accomplished here.

It appears the emotions are starting to pour out from our kids. Primarily Sky. He's been an emotional wreck, trying to contain himself at every turn. At bedtime last evening he lost it and fell into the land of uncontrollable sobbing. He desperately wants Amelie here, but can't stand the idea of us being gone for 10 days and wants us to take him. It eats at him, partly because he has an INTENSELY controlling personality and needs to know our whereabouts, what we're doing and even what we're talking about (privately or not) at every single moment. In kindergarten he had trouble missing me, not because he wanted my comfort, rather he said "because I want to know what you're doing and if you're leaving the house or not." At age 5 he said he wanted to tie me down to the furniture so I'd never, ever leave the house (he was quite serious). He has a need to track people everywhere and it can be stifling and suffocating. Future stalker here? We hope not. Like any child, he'll miss us dearly. I comforted him for a half hour last evening and encouraged him to release feelings, reassuring him we'll be back and that he'll hear from us many times. At the end of the emotional release, while hyperventilating he said "I think you're leaving just to get away from me!" I'm not sure if he really believes this, considering we adore being with him and I spend every waking moment with him and have repeatedly told him how much I enjoy his talkative company. Either he thinks very little of himself or he might have been looking for pity...whatever the case, I realize children often blame themselves for everything that happens, however irrational it may be. After I explained our motives to him he started bawling because I said Amelie will be our last adoption... At this point I realized that he could bawl at anything. Seriously, I could've told him we were cleaning the stove tomorrow and he would have lost it. We've always gotten a sense from Sky that he came into this world with an endless sea of pain that he hasn't worked through for countless incarnations. By the time he was four I realized he carries the inner pain and grief of someone who has been to hell and back a thousand times. In our Eastern faith this baggage is known as karma, and I really think it's part of why he's here in this family. To help him through this crazy human, emotional experience once and for all so he's not enslaved by it.

Sky tried starting the whole wailing, bawling thing again this morning as soon as he got out of bed. He plopped his round head into my lap and tried starting where he left off last night. He was in front of everyone and I was very busy with morning duties so I couldn't even let him go there. I'm starting to wonder how long and how far I should let him take all this. For Sky, it is going to be a long 24 days of this until we leave, and I can only imagine how he'll be upon separation at the Chicago airport.

I have to say that I feel completely at peace about the trip. Every time I travel I feel this way, otherwise I probably wouldn't want to do it, nor would I even consider international adoption. My mother has natural worries every time we travel, which is understandable. With four dependent children at home I'm fully aware of how important our safety is. For some reason I have a complete and total knowing that everything will go well, and we'll be back safe and sound like all the families who have traveled before us. I KNOW IT with every ounce of my being, so I feel no trepidations whatsoever. Fearless is the best word. Logically and statistically, we're much safer in the air on a plane than we are on the ground. These facts don't assuage the fears and concerns of loved ones, but they should be remembered in moments of panic and fear. I keep thinking that maybe my love of travel and experiencing other cultures has something to do with my personal preference for international adoption, I don't know. If I couldn't open up that way and just take risks I might as well be dead. And the real journey won't even begin until we get Amelie home. If we're fearful at all, that's where it should be. Parenting can be far more scary thing than any trip we take, so that's where we need to muster the most faith and courage.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Homemade Porridge

I spent last Thursday whipping up a large pan of porridge for Amelie. At Toukoul they feed her formula with supplemental porridge. I'm told it's made by their chef with grains & fruits. I chose to use cream of wheat with apricots, peaches, a hint of cinnamon and a lot of love. Andrew helped with the prep and mixing. We're hoping she likes it... it smelled delicious!

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Babysitter Bites

Long post here-
I'm not sure where to begin, but let's just say we've been hiring supportive home care workers to assist and teach Liam for over ten years. They come into our home, get to know our family on a fairly intimate level and assist Liam with all his needs. They also take Liam on outings, which is what he prefers- swimming, parks, restaurants, shops, etc. We often grow fond of these people through a sense of deep appreciation and teamwork regarding Liam and our other children because they can stick with us for years. On weekends they babysit all our children, usually once a week on Saturday evenings so we can have some respite time alone. We honestly couldn't function without them. They learn all the details about all of our children, their gifts, talents, issues and challenges.

It really pushed me beyond my boundaries ten years ago when I realized I'd have to succumb to allowing people in my very guarded home environment. I grew up with parents who rarely had people over, who were not social (at least not around my sister and I) and we were what I'd call extreme introverts. Our home was our guarded sanctuary, and it was untouchable by outsiders. Liam has helped me grow in so many ways, and this is one way I am so grateful for because we've gotten to know so many wonderful people. We've learned the joys of loosening up and opening our boundaries to visitors. He's opened up the world for me.

With a more open home, we've had some job interviews with people that I would never allow to step foot back into this house again. Either they don't communicate and give us blank stares, they say things that give off red lights, they can't laugh, or they just have an aura about them or a look in their eyes that feels all wrong. I'd say over the past ten years we've interviewed over 100 people, either in our home or on the phone. Rarely do we find a fit, but when we do we're elated and relieved.

Unfortunately, some people's true colors aren't revealed until after they've worked for us a while. Several months ago we hired a new Summer worker I'll call Sandy (for the sake of privacy) and she seemed responsible, level headed and very appreciative of the opportunity to work a job that didn't require sitting in an office all day. She was excited and ready for the enriching experience of working with our son. The only problem was, almost every time she worked in our home she claimed to have been bitten or snapped at by our elderly Golden Retriever, Emily. We were dumbfounded because that dog is the sweetest, most angelic presence in our home and the only time she snaps is if she feels threatened (someone steps on her while sleeping, kicks her under the table, touching her sensitive arthritic front legs, etc). She snaps, never draws blood and rarely even contacts the skin....almost all dogs do this if they feel threatened. However, each time we left the home with Sandy in charge we had an uneasy feeling and knew we were going to hear the same story- "Emily bit me again."

We have four children in the home, two adults, and for the past ten years we've had well over 25 homecare workers in our home, not to mention the pet sitters we've hired while out of town and NOT ONE PERSON has been bitten by Emily. That is what perplexed us so much. Sandy seemed so intelligent and level headed, but something wasn't right. She's one of those people we speak to and there is no response, silence, etc. and we never knew where we stood or what she was thinking. I chalked it up to a different communication style, but it was unnerving. After each biting incident I have insisted that she keep Emily in Sorin's bedroom, but for some reason she completely refused to follow this request. I started having doubts about her because she kept suggesting we put a muzzle on Emily. We don't believe in muzzles, except in extreme circumstances... it's Summer, the dog needs to pant and drink, and I know for a fact they don't work for training purposes. Sandy kept mentioning the muzzle for training, and we insisted Emily stay in Sorin's room (that would fix the problem, plain and simple, but she would NOT do that). It began to feel like a tug of war regarding whose ideas were better. We started worrying that maybe she was building up some type of case for a lawsuit....we'd come home and she show us very small marks here and there, and tell us she's "concerned because we're bringing a small child into our home." Of course this is our business and she was not biting the children.

For some reason, we kept giving her the benefit of the doubt until yesterday. We received an e-mail saying: "I understand that she is old, and you all love her very much, which is why I have been understanding and have not asked and wouldn't ask to have her put down, despite being long past Lawrence's two bite rule." Two bite rule?! Uuh, this was put in place because of pit bull breeders and dogs who are a serious threat to the residents of Lawrence. She would need to have witnesses, file police reports and seek medical care. She had none of those. Her statement creeped us out in so many ways. Despite saying "have not asked and wouldn't ask to have her put down" there is so much between the lines, including the idea we should be grateful she hasn't called the city. Mentioning the euthanization of a family member we've had for 12 years should not even be an option in this situation, and it was completely inappropriate to even mention it. Emily was ONLY biting Sandy, so it makes more sense to let Sandy go. NO ONE ELSE has ever had this problem with Emily. Why Emily was snapping/bitting at her we will never know. Sandy had obviously researched city laws on the matter, so her wheels were turning and this made us very nervous. We took it as a threat and fired her immediately. What is MOST confusing in this matter is the fact that she kept pressing the muzzle idea and completely refused to put Emily in Sorin's bedroom which would have avoided this whole mess. We will never know exactly what happened... but we don't want people in our home who refuse to implement requests, rules, etc. She's either very stubborn, stupid or mentally unstable, or all of the above. She seemed bent on proving a point about our dog and her ideas. If she really was getting bitten, it's quite possible that Emily was trying to tell us something! Sky had a VERY difficult time with her, too, but that's another long story.

Note: Some people have asked whether this affects our trip and house/babysitting while we're in Africa. We have been SOOOO blessed to have gone from depending completely on Sandy to be here for us, to not needing her at all this last week. A veteran sitter is available for most of the trip, along with an excellent school para so we have it all covered. I think this all came to light at the right and perfect time.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

The Name Conundrum

Since our daughter's referral, we've seen her name spelled three different ways. In the referral papers it's Sosena with an "e", but in our update it was spelled Sosina with an "i" and our e-mails from the agency always spelled it simply Sosna. When another parent was in Ethiopia she saw her name spelled with the "i" so we assumed this must be correct. No.... after inquiring with our agency so that we could book tickets and fill out our Embassy paperwork the verdict is Sosena!! I hope this is correct, once and for all. Now, we can't wait to hear how it is pronounced and cannot believe we will be holding her in LESS than a month!

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Our Itinerary

It's set! The flights have been booked! We still have to purchase our tickets to Chicago and back. We're dropping Sky off with my sister there, so we decided to fly out from O'Hare. Here are some details... literally, our "journey" to Amelie:

Departing Flight

-6:00pm 9/3 Leave Chicago O'Hare on United Airlines for Washington DC (2 hours)

-Stay overnight at the Hilton in DC...we like this idea since it breaks up the flight, and we haven't had a night alone in a long time

-10:05am 9/4 Leave Washington Dulles on Ethiopian Air for Addis Ababa (15 hours, with a short stop in Rome for refueling)

-Arrival in Addis Ababa at 8:20am Saturday, 9/5 The magical day we meet our sweetie!

Return Flight-------------------------

-10:15pm Friday 9/11 Leave for Washington Dulles (16 hours and 40 minutes) arriving at 7:55am on Saturday 9/12

-12:30pm Saturday 9/12 Leave Washington Dulles for Chicago (2 hours) landing at O'Hare at 1:32pm

Then fly back to Kansas City ------> then a drive to Lawrence, Kansas (HOME by evening!)

4 Weeks & 1 Day, Oh My!


It's becoming more difficult to find time to post these days. We're leaving in just 29 days (HOLY MOLY!!!!), so we have A LOT of preparations. Also, school starts a week from today so we're trying to juggle "back to school" madness with all the travel stuff. Once school starts and I'm no longer doing child care for Ceci, there will be time to exhale and really get things done.

Our adoption agency has asked us for our itinerary, but we're still waiting to hear back from the travel agent. I got a lot accomplished this afternoon regarding house/babysitters while we're gone. The confusing schedule is finally in writing and makes complete sense. We're so blessed to have found out that a seasoned, trusted sitter we had for many years is available that week, despite the fact that she graduated Law School and moved out of town last year. She's agreed to cover most of the weekdays and a Saturday- thank you, Sara! All other hours will be covered by one of Liam's school paras, and a newer homecare worker. We are amazed at how easily this is all coming together. Five of the days Liam and Sorin will be at their dad's in Kansas City, so it will only be Andrew here (he'll get a lot of 1:1 which he thrives on). He'll be visiting with Grammy Lin several times for comfort and continuity. Whew! The trip just went from feeling overwhelming and impossible to do-able, and now I'm tweaking a folder of notes along with a 10 day menu plan.

Hopefully we'll get our flights booked today.... we're getting closer, Amelie!!!

Monday, August 3, 2009

Oodles of Recycled Clothing

I love this little dress the most


This dress brought tears to my eyes because of the snowmen and the idea of having her during Christmas

These clothes look so much bigger in the pictures than they are. Really, they're so tiny!


I was almost speechless this morning after someone gave us two grocery bags full of baby clothes for Amelie. These pictures are only a tiny fraction of what we received. They're from Caroline Bennett, the mother of one of the sweetest baby girls I know, Cecilia. I've taken care of Cecilia full-time for 8 months, and she'll be a year old in two weeks. Seeing so many size 6-9 month clothes waiting for Amelie takes a huge weight off my shoulders. No more shopping for a long while. And having clothes that Cecilia wore is very special to me... I need to do a post about my time with Cecilia because I do have a lot to say. I'm a little emotional today after such generosity. Thanks so much to the Bennett family!

Amelie, Here We Come!

We found out our Embassy date is September 8th! Normally our agency has Embassy appointments set on Mondays, but the 7th is Labor Day, so they bumped us to the 8th. I honestly was NOT expecting to travel so soon because I guessed the 14th or 21st....I'm in shock! This means we'll travel exactly a month from today and meet our sweetie on the 5th!

Oh My, It's Really Happening!

Well, it's finally sinking in. I'm starting to realize how CLOSE we are to traveling, and how soon we're going to be holding our tiny and beautiful little girl. I was creating Countdown Calendars for Andrew and Sky so they can visually see how many days it is until school starts (9 days!) and they can see how long it is until we leave for Africa. They keep asking "How many days until____?" and I can say "Look at your calendar" instead of going in circles fifty times per day. When we're in country, the calendars will help count down the days until our return....I've heard this helps kids who are left at home. Anyway, this is what caused me to notice that, no matter which Embassy date we get, we're about 5-6 weeks away from traveling. Just seeing it was exciting.

I'm floored because it feels like we just started this adoption journey. It's been almost a year since we started the process in our hearts, but since we switched agencies it's been 7 months. I guess with 4 kids time really flies! I was bracing myself for the worst wait imaginable, just in case unexpected obstacles came up. I feel very, very blessed by the fact that we're leaving so soon. We'll have Amelie home just in time for her 1st birthday and her brother, Sky, is looking forward to a shared party for the both of them.

I'm starting to get things ready for travel. Amelie's things are all packed, and I'm working on special envelopes with small gifts and letters for Andrew and Sky to open each day that we're gone. We're hoping it cushions the pain of separation. After that's completed I'll be working on the Embassy paperwork and our packing. We're also determined to get the basement tiles completed prior to the trip... so much to do, and the urgency is becoming real as it all sets into our minds. Now, we're awaiting a specific Embassy date (we should hear something any day now) and then book our flight!

Latest Snapshots

Sky and Andrew have been spending hours drawing. This is how Sky draws trees.

He's proud of a hat we found for him that was made in Bolivia, S. America. It's obviously made with Mayan fabric.

in May, Andrew and Sky worked together on a project for their school's Cultural Fair. They did a report on Ethiopia and stood by this display, explaining what they had written to everyone who walked by. They did a really great job, and enjoyed learning more about their sister's birth country.


Daniel was trying on Amelie's baby carrier this weekend. We'll both be wearing this a lot in Ethiopia. As you can see, he asked Sky to hop inside.

Friday, July 31, 2009

Quiet Weekend of Disbelief

It's been a very long time since Daniel and I have had a quiet, 2 kid weekend. Sorin and Liam went to their dad's this afternoon and the house feels a little sad and empty, but at the same time we can let our shoulders down and breathe. Since Summer school let out, Liam has been temperamental and restless lately. It seems like he's climbing the walls, even though we have workers come over and take him on outings for 3 hours a day. The monotony and boredom of Summer is getting to him and I know he'll be thrilled when school starts up in August. It takes a lot out of me when Liam isn't happy....maintaining his routine is vital, and if he's not happy no one in this house is. I'm hoping he enjoys the time with his dad (he usually does). He loves adventures and outings.

The quiet has me realizing that the news of passing Court hasn't settled in. I feel kind of numb, as if it never happened and we still have months and months before we ever see Amelie. Then I have tiny moments of clarity- I FEEL and KNOW that there is a baby girl in Africa with our last name and she's adorable and perfect, and I'll hold her very soon. Emotions come up every time I taste that reality. It's going to be overwhelming to meet and hold this child who has been calling to me since the day she was born. I almost can't allow it to sink in because of how profound it is. A little at a time I will shift from uncertainty to knowing....or maybe it will hit me over the head like a huge "Aha!!!" Either way, that's when I'll be kicking into gear for travel preparations...not now while it's completely unbelievable.
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