Here we grow again!

Round 2
Today we begin a new. In just a few short hours we will meet with a social worker to discuss foster care in hopes or adopting our next child. I know this journey is not going to be easy, but this is the direction I am driven  to follow. When God is in control and guiding you way, anything is possible.

Jordan loves this blog

I showed Jordan a few post and pictures from this blog yesterday and he is very intrigued. He loves hearing about Ethiopia. I wished there were more Ethiopians in my area. I have only meet one person here and that was last week. Unfortunately he will be moving back to Texas next week. I intend to post at least once a month. This will become a journal for Jordan has he grows.

Jordan

Jordan and Jaz

Mommy and Jordan

Daddy and J Bug

Last night I reconnected with my blog and I am so glad I did. So many memories and emotions came flooding back. Some post containing videos that I posted a few years ago, I couldn't watch. Heart breaking then and more so now. So what going on with Jordan. My little man is now 6 years old. He is 50 inches tall and weights 52 pounds. He looks tall for his age. He is full of energy, intelligent, and funny. He is really funny, he loves to make others laugh, which gets him in a little trouble at school. He's also extremely protective of me. He is aware that he is adopted and I'm his second mom. We talk about it as often and as much as he wants. I would have to say, that it's more challenging for me, than it appears to be for him. It's not an easy subject for me. Some of the questions he ask include: Did sissy come from your stomach? Why didn't I come out of your tummy? Is my first mommy in heaven? Did she know me? Are you my step mom? Tell me about Ethiopia again? When did you go to Ethiopia to get me? He loves hearing about the first day we saw him. He loves looking at his baby pictures. He hasn't grasped that daddy is his second daddy yet. I am some what nervous about that. If I could do it over again, I would have gradually integrated it into our adoption and Ethiopia conversations sooner. I intend to post at least once a month. I plan use this blog to record things I want Jordan to know later when he is older. So some of my topics may focus more on Ethiopian culture than adoption. Since I only have 8 followers now, I doubt if anyone will notice.

Jordan's First Pre-School Play Pre-K3

Jordan and Daddy at the Park

I know it's been a while since my last post, but here's a few pics of my lil man on his first day of Pre-K. He's 3 and growing fast. He's such a joy!!!

Reminiscing ..... day 1

This song takes me to the place where my son was first born in my heart. The day I told God “YES”. The day my journey to Ethiopia began. All alone in a place far from family, friends, my daughter, and regretting the decision to move to Texas. God spoke to me. For the first time in my life I heard God’s voice. No it wasn’t verbal, he spoke directly to my heart. In a matter of seconds, he directed my mind, my body and soul to adoption.

When someone tells you nothing happens by chance and that everything happens for a reason, believe them. God has a plan for you. Although my journey to Ethiopia officially started in 2007, my story began in 2005. It was in 2005 when I heard about Angelina’s international adoption. Like many people I criticized her for adopting from a foreign country when there are needy children here. Unconscious of the situation in Ethiopia and other developing countries, I assumingly thought it must be a publicity stunt. I was not inspired, amused, or impressed by celebrities who were adopting. I negatively commented about people decisions to adopt children from other countries and I was not alone; there were plenty of people who agreed with me. I guess you could say we were all oblivious to the facts. But God didn’t want me to remain ignorant.

Two years later after meeting and marrying my soul mate, which is another divine intervention. We were transferred to Texas. One week after moving to Texas, my dear husband received orders to deploy to Iraq. At that time I couldn’t understand why I was there or why I decided to stay. I was thousands of miles away from my family, and my husband was leaving. I really wanted nothing more than to go home, to North Carolina. I hated my new job, I hated the house we lived in, I hate the town, and I hated not being with my husband.

Alone, afraid and anxious, I began to questioning everything and everyone. Until the day, I read an article about a family who had adopted three children from Ethiopia. The family was African American, they were not wealthy and lived on a modest income. While reading the article I had an epiphany I began to cry, that’s when it happened. Although, God’s voice wasn’t expressed verbally, within an instance I was enthralled and my soul said “YES”. So there I was, all alone far away from family, friends, my only daughter, regretting my decision to move to Texas, saying “YES ”.

I pulled myself together, logged on the computer and sent an email to my husband in Iraq. The email subject line read “call me”. Well, wouldn’t you know it, he was at the computer and within seconds my phone rang. I answered the phone, and proceeded to tell my newly wedded husband that we were going to adopt a child from Ethiopia. His response went something like this. Adopt; Ethiopia; hold on; are you serious; wait a minute; let’s think about this; where is this coming from; I know you are lonely but damn babe, why Ethiopia? Yeap, that’s what he said. Adamantly I replied, God has directed me to do this, so I’m doing it with or without you. By the end of the call I had his 100% support. Now I don’t think God planned for the conversation to go quite like tha,t but that’s what happened. For me, adopting from Ethiopia was not a decision that I needed to make, it was a revelation.

• 4.6 MILLION ORPHANS
• 1 in 6 will die before age one
• 1 in 10 will die before age five
• 60% of children growth is stunted
• 50% will never attend school
• Literacy rate is 39%
• Doctor to child ratio is 1 to 24,000
• Life expectancy is 49 years
• Lack of clean water

Will your heart and soul say yes, will your spirit still say yes. If he told you what you really need, will your heart and soul say yes?

What God ordains he will maintain.

This says it all