Thursday, March 31, 2011

Learning to let go

If you have been reading my blog, you might have learned that I am a planner. I like to know how our lives will be in 1, 2, 10 years from now, and to then plan accordingly. This is how my planning has been working out lately...


Plan
: We would start the adoption process 4 years ago and have our child home in 12 months.
Reality: Still waiting...


Plan: Had a long term sub waiting on the sidelines this year because I was SURE we would be on the plane getting our sweet child this month.
Reality: We will be "lucky" to be bringing her home in the fall.


Plan: I passed up a good opportunity to move into a school counseling job at my school for this year (which I have a MA in, but jobs are rare) because I did not want my first year to be interrupted with my FMLA leave.
Reality: Looks like there is no FMLA leave to be taken after all. (Damn... would have been a great job!).

Plan: Another factor for sticking with my teaching job this year (a full time Special Education Teacher) is that I intended to switch schedules with my willing co-SpEd teacher's 1/2 time schedule. We have been saving and planning for me to be able to work part time for the next several years while the kids are still young
Reality: Yesterday I got word that they are eliminating the part time position all together in our school (and district), so since I need to bring in some income, it looks like full time is my only option - and now will be doing so with a double load.

And so.... I have needed to adopted a new mantra out of mental necessity:
Don't Plan.
Take it day by day.
Relax.
Good things will come.


I think of ALL of the hours I have wasted with stressful energy and sleepless nights just planning and planning for things that are not even going happen (with exception of the eventual adoption ... *hopefully*)

Adoption is just so stinkin' unpredictable. School district decisions are, too. I can't control it, so I just have to flow with it.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Friday Night Special




What do three hard working, 40+ hour a week family members (2 working parents and 1 kid working hard at learning and playing) do on a Friday night?

"IT'S MOVIE PIZZA NIGHT!"

And... that pretty much sums it up. It takes about every last amount of energy for me to stop and get pizza, open the mailbox to retrieve the Netflix movie, drag myself and a pooped out kid into the house, get on our p.j.'s, crack open a beer, poor a cup of milk, lay out a blanket and pillows on the living room floor, plop the pizza box in the center, and put in the movie. It is then pure bliss to finally relax and have some snuggle time with my kid. It can be a challenge, however, to find a kid movie that does not bore me to tears. I am SO glad that a friend suggested this new series of animated films by the renowned Japanese animator/director Miyazaki. We love, love, LOVE these animated films and they are now our family favorites. This Friday we watched Ponyo for the 3rd Friday night, and last week, the Kid was moved to happy tears watching My Neighbor Totoro for the first time. We are now looking forward to next week's 3rd DVD, Kiki's Delivery Service. We heard that these are the best three of all of films for kid viewing. If you have yet to see these, I highly recommend you check them out!

Thursday, March 24, 2011

This minute...

Things seem to be in constant change these days with Ethiopian adoptions, but after having a long conversation with WACAP today, this is where things seem to stand at this minute.

FACT: There was an uproar from many organizations toward MOWA for their hasty "5 cases to be processed per day" mandate. As a result, they have fired, hired, and are in process of restructuring. There has been no official statement as to how many cases will now be processed per day, but the "rumor" is that it could be up to 20. Not as good as long before, but better than before.

WACAP prediction: All of us waiting families have been gripping for that "wave" of referrals that was indicated to come last month, but apparently, now that wave will be more like a bobbling creek. The restructuring of the adoption process in ET has been complicated, but a part that we are not hearing as much about is what needs to be done to prove that these orphans are legitimate before referral. The orphanage we work with only has one social worker to make sure this process is done accurately and cleanly - often up to 40 different signatures for one child. This is threefold to what it used to be, so this one social worker is feeling overwhelmed. It seems there are 2 lucky families that got referrals this week (the first trickle from that wave)and there is no indication as to when the next few might come.

Our predicated reality: WACAP indicated that we might be in the most precarious situation being that we are so close to the top (amongst all of this change). Families that are much farther down the list are contemplating putting a hold on or pulling out and going with another country. To us, however, it might not be to our advantage to do that as far as our desired timeline. I was warned that we do need to shift our expectations. Even if things bump up to 20 court cases per day, if we are "very lucky" to get a referral in the next few months, we shouldn't expect a court date until late fall due to the court's bottlenecking. After that, we will have to wait it out for the embassy date, which can also be unpredictable. A few months ago a family would get a referral of a 4 month old and have her home at 6-7 months old. Now she could be more like 12-18 months old. We need to be prepared emotionally for the fact that we could know who she is, yet can't have her home for months and months. Tough.

*sigh* As for this minute, we will continue to hold on and just hope that maybe the next minute can bring more uplifting news. I read other blogs and they seem to feel uplifted by the news of a "more than 5 a day", but our glass is definitily 1/2 empty. After over 4 years, a 8-12 month extension seems an eternity!

Friday, March 18, 2011

My ray of sunshine


Have I mentioned that I have THE BEST KID EVER? I know that I have written about how he can be a challenge, and that is the truth. However, we feel that with constant guidance, his challenging aspects can all eventually be directed in a positive way (strong willed = won't put up with crap, stubborn = stands for his beliefs, determined = won't give up on a goal, likes to argue his point = might be a lawyer one day so he can support his parents). Besides that ... or, in addition to... he is THE MOST loving, happy, creative, bright, funny, curious kid one could ever dream to have!

Last night, after feeling a little overwhelmed from this past few weeks' events, I decided to plop myself down by the Kid on the couch to watch a Scooby Doo episode - though we ended up talking more than watching. I am so glad I did, because this little guy managed to put things in perspective and helped me refocus on the great things that I DO have- such as my super-duper family.

Kid: "Mom, I just love my life, and because you and dad do such nice things for me and let me go to school, I love my life more and more each day."

Me: "I am happy to hear that because that tells me that dad and I are doing a good job with you."

Kid: (sighed, then put his arm around my neck so that I could rest my head in the nook of his shoulder - like a 5 year old going on 50) "Oh, mom. You and dad are just doing a great job raising me."

:)...... love

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Angry. Questioning. Heartbreak. Anxiety. Hope.

I know that many friends/family have been sharing our concern regarding the recent developments this week in Ethiopia. As promised, I am keeping you as informed as possible regarding this tumultuous process.

Needles to say, it has been a very difficult week. This adoption has been like taking 1 step forward then 5 steps back, fall down, and have a herd of rhino tromp around and then crap on us.

We are feeling the gamut of emotions:
1) Angry. Why do we keep picking countries (Taiwan and then Ethiopia) that end up putting up road blocks? We whole heatedly support the tightening of reigns for ensuring ethical adoptions, because the only thing worse than not being able to adopt a child is to adopt one that was not really an orphan; however, we feel MOWA's mandate is extreme (reducing ET adoption by 90% and extending our adoption for another year... at least) and that there has to be more proficient and faster ways to find these children homes. We are still talking about millions of legitimate orphans that are now sitting in sub-par orphanages.
2) Questioning. Why, we ask, do these reform roadblocks keeps dropping into our path? Many people we know that started the same time (or even after us) now have long had their children home. Why is this? Is this a "sign" that it is not be meant to be?
3) Heartbreak. This week, Miss M has been steadfast in coming into my room after school to share her stories that revolve around growing up as a girl on the streets of Addis Ababa (ET capital city). My heart now literally aches to give one of these children a home.
4) Anxiety. How long do we continue? We need to drop another wad of money in August to renew some documents. Do we pull out then? Do we continue forever? When do we draw the line? Will our hearts always feel that hole of regret if we give up now?
5) Hope. The letter I am attaching was issued yesterday by the National Council of Adoption. Maybe a better solution will be made and MOWA's policy will be retracted or reworked. Maybe. Hard to still hold on to that optimism, but we're trying, because that is all we have today.

"At the end of February 2011, the Ethiopian Ministry of Women, Children and Youth Affairs (MOWA) issued an unexpected directive indicating a dramatic reduction in the number of intercountry adoption cases to be processed by the Ministry. This directive is scheduled to go into effect by Thursday, March 10, 2011.
In 2010, more than 2,500 Ethiopian children were adopted by American families. Should MOWA implement the recent directive as indicated, the number of adoptions from Ethiopia could fall as much as 90%, although the full impact of MOWA’s decision is unknown and cannot be predicted at this time.
This ruling follows a year of significant progress in improving and increasing transparency in the Ethiopian adoption process. Following several safeguards enacted last year, NCFA’s confidence in the Ethiopian adoption system has grown significantly. Additional protective measures may still be necessary, however, to increase global confidence in the process. MOWA’s recent decision appears to have surprised many Ethiopian government officials, as well as the Central Adoption Authorities in the U.S., Italy, and Spain. Many within the adoption community, including the U.S. Department of State (DOS) and the U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Service (USCIS), members of Congress, child welfare officials in many countries, and the National Council For Adoption (NCFA), have criticized the MOWA directive as unfair, unnecessary, and harmful to children in Ethiopian orphanages who await permanent families.
NCFA is grateful for the swift action taken by the U.S. Department of State, led by Special Advisor Ambassador Susan Jacobs, to communicate with Ethiopian adoption officials in an effort to reach a favorable resolution that will serve the best interests of abandoned and orphaned children in Ethiopia.
“We are encouraged by the advocacy taking place behind the scenes and hopeful that these collective efforts will bring clarity and an immediate adjustment to this unjust and unnecessary ruling, which has the potential to negatively impact so many vulnerable children,” said NCFA president and CEO Chuck Johnson.
Unconfirmed reports indicate that personnel changes within MOWA have resulted from the rogue handling of this decision, and because of this, NCFA is hopeful that new leadership will offer opportunities for better communication and a swift resolution to this looming crisis. NCFA respectfully calls on MOWA to amend its recent harmful directive and ensure that subsequent reforms reflect a comprehensive child welfare policy that retains the option of intercountry adoption for Ethiopian orphans while ensuring policies and procedures that serve the best interests of children."

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Conversation with Miss M.

Me: " ..... and so they are indicating that adoptions will be decreased by 90% ..... and I don't know how much more of a delay we can take .... and if in a few months nothing has changed, we might call it quits .... and maybe this is a sign.... blah, blah, blah...."

Miss. M. (my 16 year old ET student adopted last year): "Mrs. P., you have got to fight to the end, until you get to the point that you absolutely can not do it any longer, then maybe see it as a sign. It is so hard for girls and kids in Ethiopia, and so many need a home that you can give. Many young girls have babies and they can't take care of them. Many girls I have known have had their babies in (pit) toilets and leave them die. If the baby lives, their life is hard. I had to sell toilet paper as a child on the street. It was illegal and when I was caught by the soldier, I was whipped (leaving me sick for a few days) or had to stand in a petrol can of very cold water for a long time. When I was not caught and men were just jealous of how much I sold, they would whip my ankles with sticks and throw rocks at me. I was small, so I learned to run and jump fences quickly to get away from them - even with my swollen ankles. I don't believe God would not let these children find homes like yours, so I will be praying for you and the children."

Seriously - I pinch myself daily to remind myself how lucky I am to have had this amazing young lady walk into my life. Her conversation reinforced the need to hold on for the sake of us - for the sake of the child meant for us, to send out positive universal vibes, meditate, pray, and basically anything to just help this work out and have our baby home soon.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Roller coaster going down ... at warp speed!

The latest news coming out this week is distressing, to say the least. I did not take it seriously at first - I could not fathom it - so I blew it off. Our agency confirmed the news a few days ago and the adoption boards are now flooded with anxiety ridden posts.... and now, ladies and gentleman, this roller coaster is nose diving.


The ET courts have whittled down their court hearings from 40 a day to 5, which will reduce the yearly rate of adoptions out of ET by 90%. This means that when we get a referral sent to us (with her picture and information) and we accept the referral, we are then scheduled a court date. Before the scheduling would take about 3-5 weeks, but now it could take upwards to months and months and months. This roller coaster is just getting scary at this point.

The reasoning makes sense; MOWA and the ET courts want to make sure each and every case has the time needed to investigate it's ethical legitimacy. I like that - I really do, but....

Wanting (needing) to hold on to that little silk thread, that is our hope, all we can now really do is try to think in these terms: This new policy is only temporary. Our agency and other well respected adoptions gurus are also holding on to this hope. In fact, they are meeting with ET officiates in-country this week to try to work out a more realistic alternative. Since the ET government is on board with adoptions, they have to realize that this policy would be like adoption suicide. Maybe this is their way to say that they need to hire additional people on their end? Maybe need more investigators or judges they to make sure that these ethical adoptions continue to flow at a steady pace? Whatever, but let's get the roller coaster leveled again, please? It is making me sick.

Anyone who reads this blog, feel free to start up that "hope" vigil with us. All the more hopeful energy sent out to the universe, the better.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

A glimpse into our lives...


Our family, '09

My little ski bum (Brighton, UT)
My two favorite boys after a day of surf (Santa Cruz, CA)

Our freedom fighter loving our hike! (Canyonlands, UT)
Nothing like like running in the cool, red rock sand with bare feet! (Arches, UT)
At 12 months, our first indication that our son is a real ham. It is now hard NOT to get him to pose without a crazy face! (Charleston, SC )

Scouting the waves (Oregon Coast)

Home

At 1 month old and 3 pounds of fighter!


The beginnings - Portland, OR

(I meant to have the pictures reversed, but am not that blogger talented. If you are just joining this blog, our family currently consists of Husband, Kid, and Myself. I can't wait to have our new addition to join in the fun! Just wanted to pick out a few of my favorite pictures to share of us at some of our favorite places, doing some of our favorite things.)

My little wild thing!

This is the sweet face that I have been viewing from my sick bed. He is usually telling me to feel better, that he loves me, and if he can have another carton of ice cream - usually in that order. Those sleepy eyes and dimpled grin melts my heart and then wraps it around his pinky every time (and yes, he did get that ice-cream).

My crazed boy after 10 hours of his first solo adventure (and two cartons of ice cream)!

I promised a more upbeat post next, so here it goes by summing up our last 72 hours. It might even be hilarious in that I am only able to blog when my very strong pain killers kick in, so if I am writing a lot of gobbled-goop, please realize that you might be reading the words from my drugged out alter ego!

The Kid has been the most unscathed by all of this and feels fine. My strep has turned into some respiratory secondary thing, so I am pretty much living in my bed. Husband is in the guest room across the hall in his separate bed also bed ridden because, well, he is a man that is sick... enough said. We are in separate beds so we can thrash from our body aches without kung-fuing the other. In order to take care of the kid, we take shifts. I sleep for 2 hours while husband listens for cries of distress, then we switch.

Because we need to keep the Kid alive with the basics, we have resorted to desperate measures. I pulled out all of our edibles that are non-chokables, lined them up on the same shelf in the fridge with child scissors (to cut open packaging), and told him to "go for it" when hungry. Just "Eat whatever and whenever!". I then looped Despicable Me (think it is on it's 6th run of the day) and literally dumped his toy box in the living room. The kid's eyes were like saucers when I announced this plan of his soloness. I think this might have been better news to him than, "We are going to Disney Land!".

I was on my second shift of alertness when I ventured into the living room for the first time, and I swear I walked into a scene from Lord of the Flies. The Kid was shirtless, and in his pirate pants with a plastic sword. His face was painted and he was running around his make-shift fort, jumping over empty cartons of yogurt cups, ice cream, apple cores, and scattered Annies crackers and gummies. He had this wild look in his eyes like he has been on this solo adventure, between life and death, for days on end .... and, well, he sort of has been.







Wednesday, March 2, 2011

I Promise...

... the next post will be happier. But, I just have to get in one more b*#ch and moan, and maybe even get some sympathy points regarding our last 48 hours. Monday I went school and started to feel very achy mid-day. Came home, went to bed, and woke with horrible aches and fever. The next evening, after a day of misery, and the evening before the morning Husband and the Kid were flying to Boston for the week to see his mom, Husband starts complaining of feeling chilled. Come 7:00 pm, he was in bed in the fetal position and I was dragging my body around the house getting the boys packed. This morning at 4:00 he felt he could not possibly fly with the Kid feeling the way he was. We had to call (crappy) United and pay a major hefty fee to cancel.

It was simply AWFUL breaking the news to the Kid that he would not be able to go and see Grammy and his little buddy, Cameron. His tears poured straight from his heart all morning.

Later that day, I found I could no longer swallow. I managed to drive the 5 miles to go to insta-care to find out I had strep. I then had to go home, drag the boys out, and drive them down to find they also tested positive (just another reminder that mother bears are way tough!). Surprisingly, the Kid has no sore throat, so I am glad I TALKED the doctor into testing him (grrrr). We are now on antibiotics and pain killers, and sort of functioning again. I usually am pretty healthy and maybe get a little sniffle once a year, but it is like all those dodging of bugs is coming back to bite me this winter. This is the 4th virus in a row!!

Adding insult to sickery, yesterday we got an email from our agency stating that there will only be 5 allotted court slots in ET for adoption hearings rather than the 35/day before, which means major bottlenecking for court dates. Before when we would get a referral, we would fly out about 3-6 weeks after for court, and now it will be much, much longer. Yet another set back.

Finally, a blog friend of mine with another agency was #17 when we got to #5. I have seen her cruise by us and yesterday they got a referral for a sweet little 8 week baby girl. I am super excited for her but also peeved at the fact that we are still at number 5. My adopting friend, Tina, is going to call and talk kick-butt to our agency today for answers. Thanks, Tina, as I currently have no voice.

Like I said, no more posts until a happy one!!! I Promise! I know that this blog is boring sans pictures. Our shiny new Cannon just arrived, so maybe I'll post photos our new home - or the Kid up to his antics in his science lab!