Tidbit Tuesday

"The nannies are taking good care of Meaza, and as a result she is showing improvement physically and mentally."
"Melese sometimes gets upset when someone leaves his side after playing with him for a while."

Just in case anyone was wondering if I am still in the "Happy Idiot" stage... Not so much. Now it is the anxious longing stage. I long for these children. I miss them. I want them home. I am worried about them. I need to be with them. I'd like them to be past this next, big, transition. I'd like to be helping them grieve. I'd like to be moving forward together. I'd like for their healing to begin.

I'd like to take them in my arms.

I'd like to bring them home.

Tidbit Tuesday*

"When Melese is playing by himself he enjoys cooing and babbling."


"Before every meal one child gets up and prays for the food and Meaza puts her hands over her eyes and follows the prayer."


* Steven thought I should mention that these tidbits come from the social report from CHSFS, and that I am not just making random stuff up.

Tidbit Tuesday

"Melese has the power to catch people's attention with his outgoing personality."

"Meaza is an affectionate child who loves to be around people all the time."

Sigh. Smile. Somebody pinch me.

I feel the same way that I did the day after my wedding; happy, tired, moved, and loved. My heart is full. Can you imagine what a brand new reader must think of this blog? They would have no idea. Thank you for sharing our joy.

Speaking of sharing our joy, Tanya is throwing a Virtual shower for M&m. Tanya helped me enormously during the wait. She was just above me on the waiting list. We would commiserate over e-mail. We both struggled. We both, at times, gave up. We both considered what we would do, and how we would go on, if our adoptions just didn't work out.

On the day that Tanya got her referral, she called me and said these words,

"Julie, I have two sons. I am a mom, and you will be too".

Hot tears streamed down my face because I thought, well if it worked for Tanya, maybe it would work for us. I believe that, for a little while at least, Tanya gave me my hope back. It left again of course, but at that moment she helped me. I tried to do the same for my sweet friends who, believe it or not are still waiting. I called one friend, and another, and one more. But I am afraid that I failed miserably. I had hoped to give them hope as Tanya had done for me, but instead I fear that I sounded like a glib, lucky person; spouting all those platitudes and words that I never, ever believed myself.

So on Thursday, Tanya is having a party for me on the interwebs. Sigh. Unreal. I don't even know what to say about that. My friends here in LA are already throwing us a party at the end of July. My mom is coming out. The happiness stores are overflowing.

Here is the link for the Virtual Shower. I don't know what goes on, but I bet you won't get fed if you attend. It does seem, however, that if you attend while you are at work, at the very least when your boss says, "Themia, why are you drinking champagne in the middle of the day during office hours?" You can say, "Don't bother me, I'm at a baby shower."

Did I mention that Tanya's two sons are, at present, coloring with, and being charmed by one M and one m? Did I mention that if the stars align I will travel to Ethiopia and meet this woman from Minnesota whom I have never met before? Did I mention that our children will know each other before we know each other?

Sigh. Smile. Somebody pinch me.