On Friday morning we woke up at 7:30 to get ready for our court date. We were supposed to be at Layla at 8:30 to leave, but when we got there we waited for awhile until everyone was ready. So we went to find Y to spend a little time with him before school started. We found him playing soccer with a bunch of other boys. We yelled his name a few times before he saw us. He came over to us but seemed more quiet and shy than when we left him the night before. But he let me pick him up and give him a hug and he hugged me back. We stayed with him for a little and then it was time for school.
After waiting a little while longer, all the adoptive families piled into the van and headed to the court building. It took about a 1/2 hour to get there and my stomach was feeling a little funny. I think it was a combination of being nervous, a little carsick and smelling the exhaust from all the vehicles. The streets were packed!
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| These are the shared taxis that were everywhere. We have the same thing in Turkey, so I felt right at home :) |
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| A common sight on the roads. |
By the time we got to the court building I felt a little better, but still really nervous for our meeting. We went up to the 3rd floor of the building and walked down the hall to a big room where lots of people were waiting. We sat down and waited for about an hour until people from our group started being called back to the judge. We were the last in our group to go. We walked into a small room and sat down. The judge, a young woman sitting behind a desk, began asking us questions. She had our homestudy on her desk and looked at it briefly from time to time. Her questions were very simple: How many children do you have at home? Have your children been informed of your plans to adopt? What does your family think about you adopting? Why did you choose to adopt? Have you met the child you're planning on adopting? Have you received training? Do you know that the adoption is irrevocable under Ethiopian law?
Then she looked at us and said: "You're so young, younger than me!" She seemed shocked that we were so young and already had two kids at home. And that was pretty much it; we were in the room no more than five minutes. We didn't get the official: "he is your son" because we have another court date on the 21st (I explained a little about that
here). So while we felt relieved that our part was over and excited that everything went well, I knew it wasn't completely official yet.
After that we drove back to the orphanage. Y was still in school so Joel and I went out and got some Chinese for lunch. Really yummy, and again, so cheap! Then we went out to do a little shopping. My best finds were some traditional Ethiopian outfits for the kids, an Amharic Bible and some Ethiopian music cds.
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| While we were out shopping we came upon this construction site. |
We went back to the orphanage after Y's naptime. As we were signing in, Y came running up to us and I scooped him up and gave him a big hug. He was very excited to see us and it made me feel so good! We sat with him and got out a little stuffed animal (whom we affectionately call Ed) that I had brought for him. Then we got out the Ipod and showed him some videos of Colson and Vienna and he really liked that.
Another family had brought beads to make bracelets and necklaces so we went into the lunchroom and sat down with Y to make a bracelet. He picked out the string he wanted (purple) and then the beads (clear) and started carefully putting the beads on the string. I loved sitting there watching him work. When Y is focused on something he makes the cutest little face with his tongue ever so slightly out of the corner of his mouth while he's concentrating on what he's doing. It's adorable! I loved learning his different faces. After he finished his bracelet he wanted to make one for Joel and then me.
After we were done we went out to the swings and Y asked me to help him up. I asked if I could push him, but he didn't want me to. He hasn't learned how to pump his legs to make himself go yet, but he liked to sit on the swing and go really slow. After he was feeling more confident sitting on the swing, he asked me to push him. He would only let me push him once then he asked me to stop. Then after a few minutes he would ask me to push him again. We probably stayed at the swings for close to an hour. I was amazed how he could do one activity for so long. I'm used to Colson who can only sit still for about a minute!
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| Kids at Layla playing soccer |
It was getting close to the kids' dinnertime then so we asked an older boy that knew English to translate for us. We told Y that we were going to go but that we'd come back to see him the next day. He said no and looked a little upset. It felt good to know that he liked being with us and didn't want us to go, but it was really hard for me to leave him. We both gave him hugs and then walked back to the guest house. We found out later that he cried after we left.
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| View of the road leading back to the Ritmo |
At the guest house we said goodbye to the other families who were heading to the airport to go home. It was just us and one other family left. The rest of the evening we relaxed and went to bed a little early.
Saturday morning we woke up around 8:00 and got ready and ate breakfast. We walked over to Layla to spend the morning with Y. We spotted him, but he didn't see us right away. When he saw us, his face lit up and he came running towards us and jumped in my arms. Seriously, the best feeling in the world! I hugged him tight and he squeezed me back. We went and sat down with Y, but it wasn't long before we were surrounded by other boys and girls. My hair was attacked again and pulled in all sorts of directions. We whipped out our camera and took lots of pictures and videos of the kids and then showed it to them. They loved that, but it did get a little chaotic and a couple of fights broke out.
We asked if there was a room where we could spend some time alone with Y. An older boy about 14 years old showed us where we could go and stayed with us to translate. He was such a sweet boy and I'm so glad to know he has a family coming for him in a few weeks. We sat down at the table and pulled out some notebook paper. I wrote Y's name and then he copied it. Then I wrote out "Mommy" and "Daddy" and he copied that too. He's very good at writing and really focuses on what he's doing (again with the really cute face). Then Joel drew him a picture of a truck and a house which he loved.
Then it was snack time so we went with Y to the small room where the kids his age eat a snack and watch a movie. Every time before the kids eat, the nannies wash their feet, legs, arms, hands and face. The morning snack was an orange. After Y was done eating we went out to play soccer. Joel and Y had fun kicking the ball around and it wasn't long before more kids joined in and soon a game was formed. It was almost time for Y to eat lunch and take a nap, so we said goodbye, hugged him and told him we'd be back after his nap.
We asked one of the drivers to take us to Little AHOPE (an orphanage for HIV+ kids) so we could take pictures of some kids who had families waiting for them. Then we went to print out some pictures of Y and us that we could leave with him. We ate lunch at a place called Kaldi's that was like Starbucks but a TON cheaper and better! Then we walked back to the guest house to rest for a bit. We were both a bit sunburned and not feeling the best. Addis is about 8000 feet above sea level, so because of the altitude it is easy to get sun burned quickly and also very tired even if you only walk a short distance.
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| Joel sportin' the umbrella. |
Around 3:30 we went back to Layla to see Y. He didn't seem as excited to see us this time because he was in a hurry to get to the room for snack time! He gave us a quick hug then went in the room and sat down to wait for his snack. The nanny called his name to go back and wash up. After all the kids washed up they put on a movie and passed out a snack - kolo (crunchy roasted barley grains) - which seems to be a favorite snack in Ethiopia.
We had brought some bubbles with us, so after Y was done with his snack we told him to come outside with us. We got out the bubbles but as soon the other kids noticed, I was surrounded by a mob of excited kids who quickly snatched all my bubbles but the one bottle I somehow managed to hold onto. I had fun blowing bubbles with Y and a few other kids. Y really liked blowing and catching the bubbles and I loved hearing him giggle! His laugh is just contagious.
After awhile Y made some motions to his ears and we figured out that he wanted to watch the videos on the Ipod with the headphones. I am SO glad we brought it, Y wanted to watch the videos of Colson and Vienna over and over and over again! Then we went to a quiet room where we could spend some time alone with Y. He wanted to watch Colson and Vienna again. We also looked at the pictures we had printed out of us and him. He would say, "Mommy," "Daddy," and his name.
Soon it was time for the kids to eat dinner and time for us to leave. We were leaving late that night to go home to Turkey, so it was time to say goodbye to Y. I told myself that I wasn't going to cry, but oh my goodness, this was the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life! All I wanted to do was scoop Y up in my arms and leave with him right then and there. We sat down with Y and had one of the older boys translate for us. We told him we had to leave for a little while, but that we would be back to get him. We told him we loved him and we prayed for him and held him tight for a little while, both of us fighting to hold back the tears. Then Y started crying and the older boy reached for him and held him in his lap while we stood up to leave. Y buried his head in the other boy's chest and started sobbing. It just broke my heart in two! Seriously, walking away and leaving my son behind was the hardest thing ever! I managed to hold it together until we left Layla, but cried on the walk back to the guest house. All I wanted to do was run back and comfort Y and bring him with us! The rest of the evening was just really hard, we missed Y so much!
So our time in Ethiopia was the best and the worst all in one: meeting Y was the most amazing thing and leaving him for an unknown period of time is pure torture!
** Thank you for praying for us! We could definitely tell people were praying, meeting him and getting to know him could not have gone better! Now we're just praying that the time passes quickly until we can go pick him up and be together forever. We are missing him like crazy!