Thursday, January 14, 2010

It's not If, but When...

It isn't IF but WHEN...the when may be getting close...

John and I communicated with our specialist at our agency this week. Seems like we may 3-5 months away from a referral!!! Yea! Actually, 3-5 months is nothing compared to waiting almost 2 years. We can do 3-5 months with our eyes closed! Of course, after the referral we will have to wait an additional 4 months before we travel, but at least we will have a face to our dream!
So, to keep busy, this weekend, baby furniture gets painted! Time to get cracking!

We may be in the homestretch! I don't know if I will believe it until we are home with our baby and someone pinches me! But I'm going to stay hopeful!

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

One year...One week...

We have passed the one year of waiting mark. We get to re-do some of our homestudy and after that...there is Nothing left to do.

As of today, I don't even really have any thoughts. My emotions are neither mad or anxious. I'm just kinda on pause.

Maybe One year...Two weeks will be better...

Thursday, October 1, 2009

It's October! Our One Year Wait-aversary!

October is my favorite month. Ok, put aside the fact that it is my birthday month...October brings cooler weather and colors everywhere! I love having my front porch lit up with mums and pumpkins!

And this October...October 14th, to be exact, is our one year wait-aversary! We will be celebrating one year of successfully waiting for a referral. Hard to believe that a year has gone. I know that this time last year I went through the calendar and wrote on the 14th of each month, "8 months to go" and "6 months to go."

And alas, just when we thought we would be getting a call from our agency with the name of our baby, looks like I have to keep writing on the calendar, "9 more months to go..."

Here's hoping that the pages of the calendar fly by and the beauty of the season will keep us preoccupied with things other than waiting.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

The Beauty of Ethiopia

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Enter Stage "It's Just Not Fair"

Last night I entered the stage "It's Just Not Fair" as we continue to wait. I had briefly reviewed this stage in past months, but last night I settled into it. As we approach October, the month we "should" be hearing about a referral, we realize it will probably be FEBRUARY before we get a phone call (which means more like JUNE before we come home with our baby). It's just not fair! And, we have to probably have our whole entire homestudy redone because of waiting, red tape, bureaucracy. It's just not fair.

As someone who has a heart for justice, it has been difficult feeling like this whole thing is unjust. Our hands are tied. We can do no more than what we are doing. So, I am an elephant! Female elephants are pregnant for about 22 months...two years. That's us. I have been pregnant for almost one year. One year down, one more to go! How do elephants do it? Do they think, "this just isn't fair?" What about the biological mother and father of our future baby? Do they think, "It's just not fair" because they do not have the resources to care for the child they love? What about those women or couples who are not able to biologically have a baby and do not have the financial resources to go through IVF or adopt. Are they crying out, "It's just not fair?"

I know, I know..."Life isn't fair." I get it. But right now, I just need to sit in this stage and maybe connect with all the other voices out there who are crying the same mantra.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Our Child Will Be Surrounded by Homeland Faces

John and I just moved. We are now living in Huntersville...the south side of Lake Norman. But I am working in Davidson. We love both Huntersville and Davidson. Any adopted family, and I guess especially adopted parents of international children or children of a minority race or ethnicity, worry about their child "fitting in." John and I have talked about raising our child from Ethiopia -- the joys and the challenges. At some level, we will never be able to identify with our child, culturally and ethnically.

That is why when we moved and instantly became connected (loosely connected right now) with four families who have adopted children from Ethiopia we were thrilled. Even at my church (where I work) there is about to be an adoption support group and there are families with Ethiopian children who are members. We are amazed.

All I keep thinking is how awesome it will be for our child to see other children who like like him/her. They will see other Ethiopian children with Caucasian/American parents and they will not feel so isolated and alone.

We give thanks that we are in a place where others before us have helped pave a way for us. What a joy it is!

Monday, July 6, 2009

This Time Next Year...

I've found myself saying this a lot..."This time next year we will have the baby here." Or "This time next year we will have to re-think our vacation." Or "This time next year we will have to find a childcare center." Or "This time next year we will be wishing we had Saturday mornings to sleep in." Some say you can't think too much into the future because it is unknown and something we have no control over. But right now, while we wait for the months to turn the only thing that helps with the wait is to think about this time next year.
I listened in on the monthly webinar our agency hosts. We were reminded that the current wait time is 12-15 months. So hopefully, this time 5 months from now we will have received a call. But it very well could be this time 7 months from now we will be waiting for the call. I wonder if the birth mother of our child is thinking and feeling the same thing? Maybe she is saying, "This time nine months from now I have to make a decision on what to do with this baby." Or maybe she and her husband are thinking, "Maybe this time nine months from now we will have the money it takes to support this baby."
Pondering the future can be hopeful or just a giant tail chase. In the end, we just don't know. But I'm going to chose to cling to the hope of this time a year from now we will be celebrating the summer with our Baby Heun and giving thanks to the parents who had to endure a wait of their own.

A Prayer to Guide Us Through This

Susan had lunch with a friend who shared this prayer with her:

Please infuse my being with your light--surround me with your love, that I may be lifted up and carried by your grace. Whisper into my thinking the inspiration that will help me through this. Help me be clear and calm. Embolden my heart with the courage to stay present and connected, for I know that in your presence lies my healing. I ask you to guide me-and everyone involved in this situation-every step of the way. Lift my spirit into a higher vibration that I may grow from this experience and become my greatest potential. Let there be a miracle. I am open and willing to have a miracle occur. Let the healer rise and take charge. I thank you in advance as I know that it is already so.