Eating Out

Eating out with kids, especially many kids can be an unpleasant and expensive experience so I thought I'd share a few suggestions.

Fast food - let's face it...fast food is disgusting and unhealthy and well, I don't go near the stuff myself but sometimes with hungry kids and no plan, there really isn't much of an option but if we were to go through a drive-thru of a typical fast food place such as the one that starts with an 'M', the kid's meals would cost about $5 each for a total of $25 and I wouldn't feel very good about what they had just put into their bodies so I have found an alternative.  At Subway, I can order a footlong pizza sub for just over $6 and at the one near where I work, they often have a special of 2 footlongs for just under $11.  So since my kids don't eat as much as regular kids do, let's go with the example of getting 2 subs.  I order one pizza sub to have lettuce all over, tomatoes all over, pickles on one half and black olives on the other half, get it cut in half and the olives half goes to Mackenzie and the other half goes to Jonah.  The other one, I get lettuce on two thirds, tomatoes on half and get them to cut it into three pieces and the nothing added third goes to Gracelyn, and the other two pieces go to Josiah and Eliana.  True, the cheese and meat on the sub are processed and who knows what's in the tomato sauce but it's not greasy, it has real vegetables and it's on a whole grain bun and to feed five kids cost me $11.  That's pretty hard to beat!  Another option is Extreme Pita...order a few of the large pita pizzas and have them share and it will be healthier and cheaper than a fast food burger place. 

Real restaurants are a different thing altogether as the prices of kid's meals continue to rise and less and less restaurants are catering to families.  Some restaurants have stopped offering high chairs and kid's menu items in an effort to discourage people from bringing kids in and others have kid's meals priced as high as $9!  And don't even get me started on the places who have started offering a plate of Kraft Dinner for the same price as I could buy an entire case for!  For our family of two adults and five kids (for now), going to a sit-down restaurant could easily mean having to spend $100 and that wouldn't even be anywhere fancy so we have come up with a few little tricks to cut that price tag back.  The first is to go somewhere that we can get food that we can all share or at least the kids can all share instead of ordering individual kids' meals.  Examples of this would be pizza places or Asian cuisine and of course it goes without saying that we all order water.  The reason for this is not just the cost but also because we really limit our kids' intake of pop.  Too much pop in childhood is very harmful in terms of bone growth and strength, blood sugars, energy, caffeine intake, obesity, and overall health.  In a restaurant with non-stop pop refills, it's hard to monitor so sometimes, I will even say that we will order water in the restarant but then we will buy a 2L of pop to share at home later.  First of all, that 2L will cost me less than just one glass of pop at a restaurant and split between 7 people, the kids will not be getting multiple glasses full each and I can choose a non-caffeinated pop.

Best find for family restaurant for price and family friendliness is Ragazzi's (also known as Pizza Boys).  It is near Bonnie Doon Mall in Edmonton and is a family run Italian place.  They are friendly and laid back and I never feel uncomfortable going there with all the kids.  If the kids and I are going to go out for lunch, it will be to there.  We try to get there early before it gets busy (it opens for lunch at 11) but even if we're there when it's busy, no one seems to mind that there are lots of kids at our table.  They don't have coloring sheets for the kids like some restaurants do so sometimes we bring our own.  We always order an Insalata Mista (a salad) and then I split it between myself and those of my kids who like salad and Mackenzie and Eliana get to split all the black olives since they are the only ones who like them and Jonah gets most of the tomatoes.  I like the lettuce, purple onions, and feta cheese the best.  The kids split a large Hawaiian pizza and I order this delicious pasta dish that is truly spicy and so good called Penne al'Arrabbiata.  The total bill including tax but not including tip comes to $37.  Considering that if we were to go to a fast food place and I were also to order, the total would be $34, and that we also had a salad, I'd say that's a pretty good deal and healthier and better tasting too!  If you decide to check it out, let them know that the lady with the five kids sent you!

Another option for eating out that works for us is the Mongolie Grill because everyone gets a free soup and free rice and wraps and the price of the food is determined by weight so Mackenzie and Jonah's meals may be in the $7 each range as will mine, Mark's will be around $10, Josiah's around $5, Eliana's $3, and Gracelyn's about $2 so we feed seven people including tax and tip for under $50.  Keep in mind that we are of course ordering water and sometimes we order green onion cakes which add to the total.  Other asian food places, not chains but locally owned ones also offer a great option because you go in and order rice and a few dishes and you all share and usually you can all be very well fed for $50 or so, which is half the price of us going to a typical restaurant with kid's meals.

The last thing to keep in mind is the fun factor.  This is also known as the how to go to a restaurant and not have your kids embarrass you factor.  Things that need to be considered include how loud the restaurant is (louder means your kids being loud won't be noticed), if there are activities like a paper tablecloth to color on, coloring sheets, live lobsters to look at, a putting green, entertainment, or something interactive.  As an example, at the Mongolie Grill, the kids have to get up to choose their food, then they can watch it get cooked on the grill, they can wrap it in the provided wraps, and they have fortune cookies at the end so it's a very interactive experience.  The restaurant where we had the most family fun was in Canmore, a place called Tapas where you order a bunch of different dishes and then share them and the kids all tried new foods and the music in there was very lively and the bathrooms were behind a curtain and the waiter was super energetic but that place does not qualify as an affordable family place.  It's more of a special occasion kind of a thing.  Anyway, the point is that if you want to be able to talk with another adult and you are bringing your son who loves trains with you, then go to the Red Robin that has a train that travels around the top of the restaurant and you'll get your chance to visit (note: not all Red Robins have the train), if your baby is going through a phase of singing loudly, go somewhere very loud, and of course, if you want a truly relaxing, calm restaurant experience, get a babysitter and leave the kids at home!

Hospitals, Advice, and News

Last week was a really, really, really hard week.  I try to maintain a bit of privacy for my kids so I won't get into any of the details but I will just give this bit of advice to all the parents and parents-to-be out there...never have teenagers! 

Yesterday, which was to be the start of a new week and a fresh start, we woke up to no power.  Now since we live in the country and our water requires a pump, that also meant no water...not a great start to the day but not the end of the world.  Mark took Mackenzie and Josiah and went to drop Mackenzie off at camp and I packed up Jonah and the girls and went to my mom's house to use her plug-in to be able to give Gracelyn her Ventolin in the Nebulizer.  After four hours, our power was restored and I came back home to start cleaning.  The place was a disaster so it was a big job but it had to be done because Mark's grade 2 teacher and her husband were coming to town to visit.  Mark came back home and was outside playing with the kids and I was about halfway done the cleaning but had not started the cooking at all and then Gracelyn came in, coughing and gasping for air.  Scarier than that was that her cough was a croup cough.  Now, we are very experienced in croup at our house so normally, that wouldn't worry me but with my poor little Gracey girl who has lung damage and whose asthma had already been acting up with allergies, I knew that we were in very big trouble.  I immediately put her on her Nebulizer with Ventolin and afterwards gave her a few puffs of an inhaled steroid but she was no better.  It was becoming increasingly hard for her to breathe so I threw a few books in my "portable pharmacy" bag and Mark carried her to the vehicle and off I went with her to the hospital.  The drive was stressful as I came upon an accident at the highway that had closed the road I needed and I knew that the detour was going to add at least 10 minutes to my time.  I held her hand and prayed a lot with her that we would make it there and tried to stay as calm as I could to keep her calm.  I phoned my sister-in-law and brother-in-law and asked for them to please pray.  We arrived at the Children's Hospital and they took one look at her and had her in a room toute suite.  Basically, we didn't have to stay very long as they decided to give her Dex (I'll just shorten it as I'm never sure of its spelling), a very potent steroid that I try to avoid having to resort to but when it comes down to breathing or not breathing, I'm easy to convince!  Grace and I came home about five minutes before our out-of-town company arrived and they ended up spending the night so I was scrambling a bit to come up with food for them (I'm thankful for all the muffins I had baked and frozen!).  Anyway, Grace had a rough night and this morning, after watching her cough so hard she puked six times in a ten minute span, I loaded all the kids up and we headed downtown to her Pulmonary Pediatric Specialist.  He is wonderful and we are going to try to manage her care at home for now and see if we can get it under control.  In addition to her five other medications, she will also be on Prednisone this week and on another Nebulizer medication that is quite strong so hopefully, her lungs will settle in the next couple of days.  In the meantime, she is one sick little girl.

And for the news part, two weeks ago today, we passed court, officially making us parents to Elijah and Sedaya and today, we received all their documents, their translated court documents, their new birth certificates, and their new passports!!!  We weren't expecting these to come for a long time yet, another few weeks, so were pleasantly surprised.  I woke up to the news about two of the documents but the passports didn't arrive until a few hours later so that was a great feeling!  The best part about it was that the birth certificates and the passports both had new photos on them so we got to see our children's faces again!!!  Sedaya, who seems to have a hard time smiling for pictures, had a smile on her face in the one photo where she wasn't supposed to smile, the passport photo!  I hope that isn't evidence of a rebellious streak!  Anyway, they are adorable and we love them more with each step and each glimpse of them in pictures.  The documents arriving means that now all we are waiting for is their Immigration visas.  We are being quoted an approximate timeline of 16 weeks, give or take 10!  We expect to be travelling in mid to late October. 

Busy, Fun-Filled Week

When Justine said that she and seven of her kids would like to come for a visit, I was thrilled but I did have a momentary thought of "but I will lose a week in the not-so-many weeks that I have left to get ready for Ethiopia" but as it turns out, as usual, God had this one all planned out.  What I was able to gain from the visit was far more than I normally could have done to prepare for our new children.  As an example, I was able to observe Justine's girls from Ethiopia and see how well they are doing after being with her for less than a year so that was reassurance that couldn't have been bought!  I was able to get Justine's insight and wisdom in the sense that she was watching me and basically said to me "it's no wonder you are nervous about adding two more...I have hardly seen you sit down...you do everything" and then she gave me some suggestions for getting my kids more involved in the chores and she's absolutely right.  Truly, I'd be doing them a favor if I taught them how to do laundry and cook and clean toilets (well at least for my boys, I'd be doing their future wives a huge favor!).  Also, Justine brought me some donations to bring to Ethiopia and some medicine for us to bring that I would have had to buy myself so that helped too.  And on top of all that helpful stuff, it was a great week.  The kids had a blast together.  Justine and I visited 'til all hours of the night morning and we still didn't get through all the topics we wanted to cover!  Dane and Mackenzie have so much in common and got along really well.  Jonah and Cassidy were so happy to have finally found someone to play board games with and they got along famously.  Gracelyn kept telling me how fun Raine was and both she and Eliana loved that there were girls to play with this time around!  Josiah did really well playing with Cooper and Briton.  Justine's kids are just nice kids and there was not one time where there was fighting amongst our two sets of children.

The word "chaos" would not be an accurate way to describe the week at all...it was very peaceful and there were TWELVE kids here!!!

Monday, they arrived and got settled and the kids were happy to see each other again so the older boys were up late (actually that was a theme through the week).  Tuesday, we just hung out here during the day.  The younger kids played outside and the older boys played Airsoft in the forest and Justine and I talked.  Tuesday night, we all went to see Jonah's performance of Friar Tuck in "Robin Hood"!  It was a great production and Jonah did well.  Between our kids, Justine and her kids, my niece Amy and her two kids, my friend Holly and her two kids, my mom, and my mom-in-law, I'm sure we took up a third of the audience!!!  After the play, the kids played on the playground at the school where the performance was.  Here's a pic. of Jonah as Friar Tuck temporarily stepping out of character to wave at his sister in the audience who kept calling to him and waving!Jus 002

Wednesday, we headed over to West Edmonton Mall where Mackenzie, Dane, Jonah, and Cassidy went to the Waterpark and Justine and I met a friend of hers, Erin over in the Playplace in Galaxyland.  Erin (who is super nice and easy to talk to) had her three kids with her so we were in there with 11 kids between the three of us!  Anyway, then we came back here and I quickly made supper before heading off to work.  I was a bit disappointed that I had to work while Justine was here but that money will go straight into our Ethiopia fund so right now, I can't turn down any work.  I got home after 11 pm and was pretty exhausted (not so tired that Justine and I didn't visit for a few more hours though!).  That night, the older five boys slept outside on the trampoline.

Thursday evening, Tracy who adopted Ruthie, Shay, and Malachi from Ethiopia and whose kids were in the Imagine home at the same time as Justine's girls came over for supper as did Debbie, who adopted Denaye and Maya from Ethiopia.  It was great to be able to talk hair care and parasites and language acquisition with people who are actually interested in it!!!  (there is a picture of the four of us moms but it's my blog and I'm choosing in my vanity not to post it as it's not a flattering photo of me)  Here is a photo of some of the kids that were there.Jus 005

That night, Dane went with Mackenzie to a Cadets informal meeting and then they went to watch Mark's ball hockey game.

Friday mid-morning, they left for B.C. but not before I lined the kids up for a photo.  Can you believe looking at this photo that all these kids belong to two families but not only that but that there are actually three kids missing from the picture - Justine's oldest son stayed home in B.C. and two of mine are in Ethiopia still...crazy that between us we have 15 kids!!!

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We look forward to having this fun family visit again and someday when we get more settled in with Elijah and Sedaya, we will make our way out to their place.

They are ours!!!

Today, we passed our court in Ethiopia to officially make us the parents of two new children!  Today is extra special because it is also Jonah's birthday and my friend Justine is coming to stay for the week with seven of her kids...yes it will be a bit crazy around here but the kids will all have so much fun and Justine and I will have a great visit!  After my morning trip to Costco, the day got even better because I came home to find updated photos of our new kids in my in-box and to find out that now that they are in the care of Imagine's Transition Home, our little girl has gained an astounding three pounds in one month!!!

I had been told that the day of your court date, if you pass, you get a phone call very early in the morning.  Here in Alberta, somewhere between five and seven a.m. so I took the phone to bed with me last night and didn't get much sleep after five.  Every time I looked at the clock and saw it getting later, I got more and more nervous but I had always had a gut feeling that we were going to pass court on the first try (I also had a gut feeling that we wouldn't wait very long for a referral and that was proven wrong so I'm not saying my gut is to be trusted!).  By seven, I crept down the stairs to check my computer because I had been told that if it's good news, it's usually a phone call, bad news usually an e-mail so I was relieved when there was nothing there from our agency.  I started drafting an e-mail asking if they had heard about our court decision yet but it sounded so desperate no matter how I worded it so I decided to just call.  My stomach was in knots as I dialed and then when I was put on hold for what felt like a very long time, I felt like there were hamsters running on wheels in my tummy.  When the receptionist came back to tell me that my case worker wasn't at her desk, I tried to sound as casual as I could when I left the message for her to return my call the second she got back.  Then since no one else was up yet, I got in the shower, keeping the phone next to the stall and not turning the fan on just in case...well, I still have conditioner in my hair because I never got a chance to rinse it out.  The phone rang, I hopped out, when my case worker asked how I was, I muttered "um, okay" and then politely asked how she was, when really I was thinking "I don't know how I am...you tell me how I am...did we pass and I'm great or did we not and I suck".  She said "I'm very good and I think you will be too when I tell you that you passed court.  You are now legally their parents!"

So we now have seven children (insert hyperventalating here)!

In addition to my other five, I am now officially mommy to:

Elijah Yohannes (Yohannes means "the Lord is gracious")

and

Sedaya Amariah Eyerusalem (Amariah means "given by God")

Today is a very good day indeed!

Country Life

I want to mention again how much I love living in the country!  I have always loved lilac bushes and those other ones that flower with the white buds (don't know the name - a horticulture expert I am not!) and often commented that someday I dreamed of having a lilac bush.  When we bought our acreage, it was February so we couldn't really tell what types of bushes there were and then when we moved in it was August so the flowering had come and gone so it wasn't until the following Spring that I discovered that God had blessed me with SEVEN lilac bushes on my acreage and two of those white flowering ones!  They are flowering again now and I love the smell and look of them and every time I see them, I am reminded that one of my wishes came true...wow, that sounded really corny!!!

So also along the lines of acreage living, I thought I'd include these pictures.  The first two are of Eliana learning to ride a bike without training wheels on the weekend.  That makes her our second youngest to accomplish the two wheeler feat!  (She is four and a half but Jonah was only four when he learned so he still holds the record!)  The last two are of Mackenzie learning to drive my dad's new lawn tractor thing.  My dad taught him last night.  Hopefully, we can train him to do the lawn all the time someday.

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Strange New Phenomenon

Okay, so the weirdest thing has been happening to me since we got our referral.  I think perhaps it's because my brain and my heart say two different things.  My brain knows that two of our kids are in Ethiopia until at least the fall while my heart has seven kids in it now.  What that has created is that when I go out somewhere, I always feel like I'm missing something.  I was at the Farmer's Market recently and was doing a little mental check to see that all the kids were accounted for and I could see that Josiah was over at that booth with Mackenzie and that Jonah was walking over there and the girls were with me but I felt almost panicky like they weren't all there and had to re-scan and re-count a number of times.  Later when I had them all in the van, it happened again.  In my rear view mirror, it looked like I was missing someone so I turned around and looked to see that everyone was in their car seats or seat belts and still felt off so I checked to make sure that I had my purse and my perishke purchased from the market and still felt it and then it occured to me that it's my kids in Ethiopia that were missing.  The same has even been happening at home at times like bedtime when everyone is tucked in but I feel like I can't sit down yet because there is something I haven't done but of course my other kids aren't here to tuck in.  But this morning I realized that I was really losing my mind when I signed a letter with all our names and it didn't look right so I actually counted the number of kids' names and thought "5...that's right" but it looked so much like something was missing that I went through the names thinking "yep Mackenzie's first and then Jonah and then..." and then in the end had to laugh at myself because I realized that it's the two extra names that were missing and wouldn't have been appropriate to sign to the letter since it was an R.S.V.P. and somehow, I don't think our Ethiopian kids will be able to be at this function occuring on Friday!!!  I have also been stumbling a bit over the "how many kids do you have?" question since I feel like I have seven but I only have five that are living here and legally (until at least Monday anyway) I only have five.  Obviously my heart has already adjusted to the idea of seven.  So if you see me walking around a public place with my five kids looking under benches and calling out other names, please remind me that my new kids can't hear me calling them all the way over in Africa and they probably are not hiding under the bench!

Marriage and Adoption

This is a post that I have been considering writing for some time now but have put off both because it will be long to write and because it may cause a stir which I'm not sure that I want to do but if it can help someone then it's worth it so here goes...

One of the things that is spoken of very seldom within the adoption community is the effect that it will have on your marriage relationship.  If you are single and adopting, this may also be good to read in the case of future relationships.  I can't seem to find any statistics on adoptive parents divorce rates but I can speak anecdotally about the situations that I have encountered over the past nine years of being first a foster parent and then an adoptive parent and running adoption mentoring groups and doing trainings for those who either have fostered, adopted or are in the process of starting and then the friendships that I have made with others who have adopted.  The conclusion that I have come to is this...adoption creates risk factors for a marriage.  I share these with you as I have seen many adoptive family marriages go through tremendous strain, endure affairs, separations, and some have ended in divorce and I think that this is something that needs to be looked at and talked about because if you go into this thinking that this will not negatively affect your relationship and that you don't need to put extra safeguards in place to protect your marriage that doesn't help at all.  As with many other aspects of discussion in regards to adoption, I think this is one where people need to go in with their eyes wide open.  Marriage is tough without adding additional strain into it but with communication and awareness perhaps this can be an additional things that adoptive parents educate themselves about while waiting for their new child(ren).  Here is a list I made of possible stressors that are unique to an adoptive family that could contribute to marriage breakdown if not faced head on and talked about openly.

Public Scrutiny - When people birth their children, for the most part, strangers don't come up to them at the grocery store and question their parenting choices and decisions.  Adoptive parents are scrutinized for everything from what type of adoption they choose to pursue to their choice to bottle or breastfeed, to their discipline methods, to their stand on Immunization, to their changing or keeping their child's first given name, to the way in which they choose to incorporate their child's culture, to their decision to be or not be a multi-racial family, to their methods of attachment, to the foods they feed their children, to their own weight, to their color of underwear (okay - I made that last one up!).  People stare at us in public and come up and ask us questions almost every time we go out.  Add to that the pressure to be the best parent possible because a birth mother is entrusting you to raise the most precious thing imaginable or an entire country has allowed you to take one of their most important natural resources and that's a pretty weighty thing!  Some days, I feel like if I were to admit to certain people that I am having a crappy day and would love a break from the kids, that they would judge me harshly because they would either think "it was your choice to adopt this many...don't complain about it" or "what the heck are you thinking then adding two more if you can't handle the five you've got".  And then of course there is that most intrusive scrutiny of all - the home study.  This is where a complete stranger comes into your home and because they have the title of Social Worker, they are allowed to ask you all kinds of intimate details and give their opinions of your parenting (even if they are 19 years old and have no children or nieces or nephews but I digress!) and they ask about your sex life and about your childhood and about the whys of all the decisions you've made.  When we first applied to become foster parents, we had to take a psych. evaluation.  How many parents who birth their children can say they had to go through that to be allowed to bring their baby home from the hospital?!  How many of them had to tell some professional the reason why their aunt and uncle got divorced ten years before they were even born and how that makes them feel?  How many of them had their pantries looked in and their plug in sockets checked for safety covers?  How many of them had their smoke alarms tested while their daughter was trying to nap (grrr)?  How many of them were taken into separate rooms and questioned about their spouses consumption of alcoholic beverages, cigarettes, drugs, and always the questions of "does your partner abuse you" and "are you being coerced into this adoption in any way?"  Mark and I joked about how it would be kind of funny for one of us to say yes to those questions or for me to say that I have never done drugs and then when he is asked about my use of drugs, for him to say "well other than the occasional crack and meth, just pot" but we never did that because not all Social Workers have good senses of humor!!!  How many of them had their relationship scrutinized, analyzed, put under a microscope?  Now certainly the argument could be made that all parents should have to undergo some background checks and training before being allowed to bring home a child but in this world, only adoptive and foster parents are put through this.  So yep, all this public scrutiny and pressure can put a strain on a relationship over time.

Sleep Deprivation - This is not unique to adoptive families but can be exaggerated by things such as time change in the case of International adoption, drug or alcohol exposure of a baby pre-natally, and of course the most obvious - that adoptive families tend to have larger families, making their years of sleep deprivation longer.  Lack of sleep can change your perspective on many things and if you're too tired at the end of the day, you don't take the time to talk or perhaps to do other things that may be critical for a healthy marriage.

Special Needs - Adoption increases the chances that you will have a child with special needs and this alone ups your chances of divorce by tremendous odds.  Of our three adopted children, two have special needs.  We don't yet know if our two new children will have what is officially classified as "special needs" but we do know that English will be new to them, they will have already been through tremendous loss and change, be moving to an entirely new country, and are being adopted as older children so that will come with challenges.  Among the most obvious special needs of adopted children are those related to pre-natal exposures such as FASD (fetal alcohol spectrum disorder) and Fetal Drug Effect.  In the case of FASD, this is irreparable brain damage and it would be naive for a family to think that it would not involve a higher level of stress.  Even in the case of what is often seen as a low risk adoption option which is the domestic open adoption, if the birth mother does not drink or use drugs or even smoke during pregnancy, young mothers have a very high rate of pre-term labor and premature babies have high risk of learning disorders and attention disorders, plus the risk of blindness, deafness, lung disease, and heart problems, just to name a few.  The strain that a child's Special Needs put on a marriage could be an entire post by itself but I am guessing that most of you can at least imagine that it creates less time together as you run around to specialists and appointments and that there are decisions to be made that most parents don't even have to think about and you and your spouse may not agree on the answers.  Then there is dealing with the everyday, be it medical crisises or behavior or safety issues.  It can be exhausting.

Religion - (warning controversial comment ahead)  Not all people who choose to adopt have any Religious background but it's safe to say that a majority do and many of those are Christians.  So what the heck does having a personal relationship with Jesus have to do with a rant on the risk factors to marriages of adoptive parents?  Statistically, Christians have a higher divorce rate than non-Christians.  My personal belief for why this is (very controversial - cover your eyes if you don't want to be shocked) ... there is a God and there is a devil and if a Christian marriage breaks down, the devil may get the kids, as they will certainly be disheartened and have a different view of God than they would have had their parents' marriage stated intact and perhaps he gets some extended family members or friends too when they see the destruction of lives that were supposedly following God so Christian marriages are under attack.  I've seen it in many Christian marriages and I've seen other marriages just have no storms, not even any strong winds.  I know that this was not a good ad for becoming a Christian (hey come on over here where you too can be under personal and relational attack!) but it seems to be a reality going on around me and I'm just giving my personal opinion.  Many will disagree.

Infertility - Many come to adoption after years of infertility.  The stress of that and the strain that puts on a relationship, on a sex life, on finances, is unbelievable.  Also, some infertility treatments cause major mood swings for the wife which can be pretty unpleasant in a marriage too.  So now these couples who have already suffered so much hurt and loss and grief embark on another road of ups and downs where the outcome is not always clear and the scars of the years of infertility are still there.  The hurts are often still raw and for some, that pain never goes away.  For others, they come to the realization that adoption wasn't meant for them to be Plan B but was God's plan A for their family all along.

Financial Strain - Okay so the number one cause of divorce in Canada is conflict over finances.  Adoption affects this in the following ways...infertility treatments are very expensive and some couples have already wiped out all their savings on that before they even get to adoption...domestic open adoption, private adoption, and International adoption are all very expensive...adoptive families tend to be larger which is expensive in itself.  So yep, adoption costs more (unless you adopt kids in the care of the Canadian government in which case that is free but their risk of Special Needs is much higher and caring for Special Needs kids is more expensive so the rule still applies) than birthing your children which could lead to additional financial stress.

Isolation - How many families have adopted?  How many families have adopted children of another race?  How many families have adopted children of another race and Special Needs children?  How many families have adopted, have children of another race, have Special Needs children, and have a large family?  So how often do you think that we get invited over to other people's homes?!?!  Not very often I'll tell you!!!  Okay so obviously we don't expect that all of our friends will have our exact situation or even close but I'll tell you that for too many years, we felt very isolated as no one could relate to our situation and it's only been in the past two years when we have begun to actively seek out other large families to get to know or other adoptive families or other multi-racial families that we have begun to feel like we can relax a bit more with those people and have families that can relate to us.  Just in the last year or two, I have been blessed to meet Justine who is like me in that she shares my faith, homeschools, has a large family, and has adopted from Ethiopia (unfortunately, she lives in B.C.).  I have been blessed to meet Tracy, who shares my faith, also has five children, homeschools, and moved here a year ago from South Africa so loves Africa and will love our new children I am sure.  I have been blessed to meet Denise who shares my faith, homeschools, has adopted, and has a multi-racial family and Bonnie who adopted two older children from Ghana and has been homeschooling the oldest.  We also have been so privileged to meet several adoptive families from within the fostering community who understand so much of our experience as they too have children with Special Needs and they have large families...Ray and Jennifer, Glenda, Stu and Laure, and Kathy and Dave.  I have also met some people on-line that strangely I have formed friendships with as well and feel a kinship with, specifically Ruth, Ramona, Shelley, Karen, Andrea, Tammy, and Sheri.  I also have had the great chance to begin meeting people in the Alberta who have adopted from Ethiopia.

Meeting these people who have adopted also and beginning to forge friendships with them has been a tremendous help to us in feeling like we are not alone and in creating almost a support network.  I am so glad that we continue to have friendships in our lives with people we don't have quite as much in common with but I feel like this new community will really help our chances of keeping our marriage intact.  So the first bit of solid advice I can give here is don't be like us and let years of feeling isolated and like the odd ones out go by...seek out and find those who are also adoptive families and form a connection.

Disparity - I am adding this in because though I thought of it earlier, I forgot it and Kelly pointed it out to me so thanks Kelly.  In almost all cases of adoption, one spouse wants it more than the other.  Sometimes, they both really want it but one is more the driving force behind it but in other cases, it is really one being coerced into it or going along with it to make the other spouse happy and that can obviously cause tremendous strain later on if there are problems adjusting and one spouse blames the other or if an adoption falls through and the gung-ho one blames the reluctance one and this type of disparity gives room for a lot of resentment to build.

Conflict - In any marriage, there are so many potential areas for conflict but the ones added by adoption may include things like disagreeing on birth family contact, discipline with really challenging behaviors, how to work on attachment, how to deal with questions in public, what to tell your children regarding their history, and adopting future children from the same birth mother.  The biggest conflict that I have ever seen and I have seen it in four or five homes so far is that one parent actually asks the other parent to choose them over the children.  Take this scenario for example...a couple that I know that already had two children got a baby girl in their foster care right from the hospital when she was born and they fell in love with her and they had her for over two years when she became available for adoption.  The mom assumed that of course they would adopt her as in her heart, she already felt like this was her daughter.  The dad refused to adopt her out of fear that perhaps she may develop Special Needs later on and also he did not want to take on the financial responsibility.  Terrible situation...so sad...yet I have personally seen pretty much this exact thing another three times since then.  In this first case, the wife considered leaving her husband but in the end did stay with him and the little girl was adopted by another family.  This couple is still together.  In another case, the wife chose the baby over the marriage.  In the third case, she chose to try to save her marriage so lost the baby but about a year later, left the marriage anyway as she could not get over the resentment, anger, and loss.  The fourth has yet to come to a decision.  A few other cases I know involve older children and when given the choice, the mom always chose the kids and the marriages ended.  These types of horrendous decisions do not tend to happen in non-foster or adoptive homes.

Conclusion - Granted it can also be said that going through things together as a couple can make you stronger and that in enduring hardships, it can toughen a relationship.  I believe that this is often true.  More than one time in my thirteen year marriage I have thought to myself "if we can get through this, we should be able to get through anything".  I do think though that there is a lot of talk in the adoption world about preparing yourself for attachment issues and toddler tantrums and parasites and this is rarely if ever mentioned.  So perhaps those that are still waiting could add some other books to their reading list other than the typical parenting and adoption books.  I hear that "Love and Respect" is a good marriage book but I haven't had time to read it!  Isn't that the pot calling the kettle black but hey - at least I'm being honest!!!  For less financial stress, I would HIGHLY recommend you getting "The Total Money Makeover" by Dave Ramsey.  Not only will it help alleviate some of the financial stress but it will get you communicating as a couple about it.  If you can't find it in your local bookstore, click on the My Amazon Store link on the right.  And the absolute biggest advice I can give you is that the first year home with your child may be hell.  As a mom, you may experience post partum depression (yes, equally as common in women who adopt as in those who give birth).  As a couple, you will have far less time for each other and your relationship will undergo some major changes.  As a family, there is a lot of adjustments to be made so if at all possible, just get through that first year any way you can and don't make any life changing decisions until after that first year.  I know that in a marriage, it takes two people to make it work so if the other person decides to leave that first year, you may not have any say in the matter but if you can both hang on, the odds of you being okay after that first year is over go up pretty dramatically so I would urge you to try to hang in there.  Okay so in short, sorry this is so heavy and depressing but I am really interested in people getting the discussion started and being real about how adoption and/or infertility have affected their relationship.  When it seems like everyone around you is saying "things are so great", it makes it hard to come out and say "this is tough" so I am saying "sometimes this has been really tough" and I really hope that those who travel this road behind me will learn from what I wish I had done differently such a creating a better support network, having more open discussions between Mark and I about all the above topics BEFORE they became issues, and putting as much effort into preparing our relationship as I did preparing for all our new children.

Shirts

I have been very good about staying clear of stores since we got our referral but I have bought each of the new kids one shirt.  The one for our little girl is a size too big because it is for her to wear next year when she is home for her first Canada Day.

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And this one I bought at Tammy's fundraiser right after we got our referral.  It is the word "loved" in Amharic, which is the language that our kids speak...how perfect is that?!

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Weekly Review Sort Of

I used to do weekly recaps of our homeschooling but haven't for a long while so this is kind of that I guess.  The last few weeks have been a whirlwind!  Mark and Mackenzie were in Squamish, B.C. and they had their own adventures while there.  Mark was there on business but he took Mackenzie with him and they climbed up The Chief as well as took an eco-tour that included I think five zip-lines and some suspended bridges.  If I figure out how to hook the camera they took up to my computer I will add pics.  They also visited two of Mark's sisters and their families and a friend of Mark's and Mark's friend took them to several fancy car dealerships which was a huge thrill for Mackenzie. 

Meanwhile, back at home, the other kids and I went to the Homeschool Track and Field Day and it was incredible!  There were 149 kids there and it was so well organized and just all around great.  Everyone loved it.  My favorite part was that the kids all tried their best but they didn't care place they came in.  They were thrilled to get a ribbon no matter what the color (there were ribbons for everything from first down to eleventh).  The funniest part was that with the little ones, their favorite colors were orange (6th I believe) and pink (8th place)!  Afterwards, my kids were trading ribbons with each other and Eliana was happily giving away all her red, blue, and white (1st, 2nd, + 3rd) for other colors!!!  I don't think it was just an age thing either because even in Jonah's age group, the kids seemed to have great attitudes about just trying their best and being happy with the results.  Eliana certainly was the only one of our kids to be in the top for her age and she was the youngest in it but I was so proud of all of them for their efforts and their attitudes.  Gracelyn got hurt in her first attempt at high jump and then was afraid to try again so she and I just watched the others in her group and cheered them on and then near the end, she worked up her courage and decided to give it a try and they lowered the bar back down for her and she tried and missed on that try and then went again and made it over and that seventh place ribbon she earned meant more than any first place ever could!

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Okay this next part is really gross so if you have a sensitive stomach, cover your eyes.  For a little science fun, the kids and I decided to see if we could grow bacteria.  We made a solution of gelatin and sugar in petri dishes and then each of the kids got to swab the thing of their choice and then rub the swab on the gelatin solution.  Mackenzie chose to swab the bathroom doorknob, Jonah his hamster's fur, Josiah the toys in the playroom, Eliana her mouth and teeth, and Gracelyn put a little piece of bread in hers.  Then we charted the results for a few weeks and yuck!  The good news is that my toys are as clean as I thought they were - no bacteria grew at all in that dish.  The worst was the bathroom doorknob though now if you're afraid to come over, have no fear - they are being cleaned with an antibacteria cloth evey day, almost obsessively.  Eliana's mouth was not bad at all.  The hamster fur and the bread were sick!  Here is the photo - don't say I didn't warn you!

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Yesterday morning, Mark, Jonah and I did the Spring Sprint to raise money for the Brain Tumor Foundation.  A friend of ours has a brain tumor and he is the dad of Mackenzie and Jonah's really good friends so we wanted to go in support of him.  Mackenzie couldn't be there because he was at Cadets but it was really good and we were very glad to have gone.  Afterwards, we went to watch Mackenzie's end of the year Cadets presentation.  He's a mighty fine marcher!Abc 007 Abc 009

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Court Date

Today marks two weeks since we first looked into the eyes of our new children and it also marks the day we found out when our court date in Ethiopia is booked for!  For those not up on the court process in Ethiopia, there is a very important deadline coming up.  The courts close on August 5th this year until October so we want to pass court before then so that we can pick our kids up in the fall.  If we don't have a successful court date before then, we probably wouldn't travel to get them until 2010 so we wanted as soon a court date as possible.  The other important thing to know is that most people do not have a successful court date the first time.  The document that usually slows things is the letter of approval from the Ministry of Women's Affairs.  With the dramatic increase in Ethiopian adoptions, MOWA is backed up and often the letter is not done in time for court.  Some people have to have as many as seven court hearings before they have a successful one so that is why we were getting understandably quite nervous about court closures.  We had been told that court was booking into July and knew that if we had a July court date and were unsuccessful the first time, the dates book 4-6 weeks later and that would put us past court closures...the pressure!!!

So miraculously, we have a court date already and it is June 22, which is Jonah's birthday.  So 12 years ago on June 22, I was giving birth in Victoria to our wonderful second son and this year, I will be waiting by the phone for news about our fourth son and third daughter!  For those who pray, pray that we are successful on that day and for those who cross their fingers, please cross all available appendages!  YEAH court date!

So Much Has Changed

A week ago at this time, stressed is the word I would have used to describe where I was at but that would not have gone far enough.  And I certainly had no idea that in a few short days, my referral wait would be over and life would be turned upside down in some ways!  It's been five days since the first time we saw the faces of our new children and mostly I am still in shock but it is strange how bonded I am already feeling to them, these strangers who have begin to take over my heart and my thoughts. 

A few things have happened since I last wrote.  We have gotten a lot more information about our kids and were pleasantly surprised to find out that they are younger than we were initially told.  Our little girl is actually only three years old and a pretty small three year old at that.  Our little boy is almost five.  He is two months older than Eliana, which is significant for us because Gracelyn and Josiah are also just two months apart and theirs has been a relationship that we have delighted in seeing blossom.  They are...in two words that do not do it justice...best friends.  We hope that in time Eliana and her new brother develop a similar friendship and camaraderie.

On Friday, Mark and I signed acceptance papers making our referral official.  I know that those who know me well expect for pictures to be inserted here because of the scrapbooker that I am but I chose not to bring the camera to the Social Worker meeting out of pure vanity.  I don't usually care what I look like but this was an exception.  I have a really, really bad cold and I looked frightful!  I am normally pale anyway but on Friday, I was white as a sheet with red, peeling skin under my nose and dark circles under my eyes and I just couldn't imagine that being one of the first photos of me in my new kids' scrapbooks! 

Now the next step is waiting to hear when our court date is.  Some make it through on the first court date and others have to have multiple court dates before they legally become the parents of their Ethiopian children.  We are hoping of course that we will be successful on the first one but have no way of knowing.  One positive is that our kids have already gone through Regional court so that saves one step. 

As we are a busy family, life is moving forward in other ways too.  Mark and I are trying to function at full capacity while battling this nasty cold, Jonah has his first rehearsal this morning for a Homeschool Drama production of "Robin Hood" in which he is playing Friar Tuck (thank you Diane for driving!), Mackenzie got word that he is one of only 16 Cadets in his 84 person unit that got accepted into Cadet Camp in Vernon this summer so we are very proud of him for that, and Mackenzie spent the entire weekend at YC (Christian youth conference in Edmonton - speakers and mostly concerts) and he went in not really knowing anyone but made an instant friend who he has a lot in common with and had a great time!  We were nervous for him but thankfully my niece who is a Youth Pastor at a different church was there and though there were thousands of kids, she saw Mackenzie on the first night and she text messaged us saying that she had seen him with a buddy and they were having a great time so that calmed our nerves considerably - thanks Kate! 

Last night, we had 22 people over for supper (15 of them were kids) and it was a lot of fun and the kids all had a great time playing outside, the weather was great, food was good, conversation was super and real, but as people were leaving, we discovered two things.  One was that someone had pooed in the upstairs bathroom and clogged the toilet - yuck but it's fixed now and two, that one of the kids (may well have been one of ours) had opened one of Mackenzie's hamster cages and Abraham was missing.  We searched and searched for this little guy with no luck and eventually the kids all went to bed reluctantly, worried about Abraham.  A while later while Mark and I were sitting on the couch in the dark watching a show, I heard what sounded like a marble rolling behind the couch and shrieked loudly, knowing it was the lost hamster.  I logically know that it is just a tiny thing and a beloved pet but I just can't get past how much it looks like a mouse and I am really afraid so while Mark went to retrieve Mackenzie and Jonah from the basement, I stood on the coffee table whimpering...the boys had a good laugh at my expense and Abraham is now safely back in his cage.  Don't ever let anyone convince you that tiny rodents can't climb stairs!!!

When I titled this post "so much has changed", I wasn't talking about actual changes in our life, I was talking about a completely unexpected feeling.  Officially, we hadbeen waiting for a referral for 13 months but we actually had started our process almost three years ago and had encountered some stalls and obstacles along the way.  There have also been rumors for almost two years now that Ethiopia may ban those with large families from adopting so at times it felt that our whole adoption might not happen.  And during the official 13 months of waiting, there were many days, especially in the last four months, where it hurt.  It actually hurt.  I have cried during the wait, I have felt worry, numbness, anger, sadness, loneliness, hopelessness, jealousy, despondent, fear.  It has been so hard.  It has also been a road that not many understand and I have been so thankful to have along the way met some others who are on the same journey or have walked it before me and can understand all the different emotions that come along with it.  That has been such a blessing.  Other people had said that once you get your referral, it's all worth it but I didn't know the other part until it happened to me.  The other part is this...I can't FEEL the wait anymore!  Those of you who have experienced labour and childbirth know that during the contractions, you feel the pain intensely and so much so that you may even swear that you will never do this again but after the baby is in your arms, you can't remember the feeling of the contractions.  You remember that they hurt, but you can't recall the exact pain (God's way of ensuring that we'll have more children!) and for me, getting our referral is like that.  I can remember that the wait was hard and I can go back and read the different months and how I was feeling but I can't bring back the emotion of the feelings.  The heaviness is gone, the pain is gone, and in all honesty, it feels like the wait happened a lone time ago when in fact it was less than a week ago.  It is a wonderful thing!!!

I Can't Believe I Get to Say This...

After 13 months, 2 weeks, and 1 day of officially waiting for a referral from Ethiopia, we got THE CALL yesterday!  We were matched with two siblings.  We have a boy and a girl!!!  Their ages are a bit up in the air right now but they are approximately almost 5 and 5 and a half or perhaps a year or more older than those ages so hopefully we'll figure that out at some point.  We always expected that at least one of the kids would be younger than Eliana so it's a bit weird to think that she will either be the youngest still or "tied" for that title in our family so all five of our younger kids will all be very close in age which will no doubt make for some fun in the years ahead!  It is so strange to consider that I will be the mom of SEVEN children!

When we were waiting for this news, there were many times where it felt like it wouldn't happen or that we were just so far away from ever bringing these kids home and there were days where I got so discouraged and wondered if the long, sometimes painful wait was worth it and now I just want to encourage my friends who are still waiting (some have waited much longer than I have)...as soon as I saw their pictures, this was real.  It was worth every second of the wait and I would have waited twice as long to get to this result.  A few weeks ago, someone who was about 5 weeks behind me in the wait got a referral because their age range was larger than ours and at the time, I was happy for her and I was trying to convince myself that obviously God had planned those kids for her family and other kids for mine, but I was also a bit sad and wondered if when we got our kids, we would feel like they were really meant for us or would we just have wanted a referral sooner.  The answer became very clear yesterday.  When we first decided to adopt siblings, we specified that we wanted one boy and one girl but about halfway through our wait, we decided to change that to siblings of any sex because we really wanted to leave it up to God.  We really felt that it would be so wonderful for Josiah to have a younger brother and my heart was also desperate for a girl because (you may think this is not a good enough reason but...) ever since we lost our daughter Amera I have dreamed of the day when I could do black hair and also of course I have loved having daughters and had we gotten two more boys, I would have five boys and only two girls so I was really hoping for a girl too.  When we opened up our request to any combination of boy-boy, girl-girl, or boy-girl, it took a lot for me to be able to trust that God knows better than me all the time and now here we are with one boy and one girl.  I guess that was the plan all along.  We couldn't be happier.

The story of where we were when we got THE CALL...we were hiking with all the kids in the mountains ... let me back up a bit.  There have been a lot of things both at work and home and surrounding us that have been really stressful lately and the stress had built up to a pretty good level so on Monday there was the straw that broke the camel's back type of incident and I suggested that we get away for a night to a hotel in Edmonton to leave all our worries behind, so to speak and if you are familiar with my extremely spontaneous husband, it won't surprise you to know that he then suggested that we pack everyone up and go somewhere for longer, kind of let's find a good deal on a place to stay in the mountains and just go thing so a few hours later, we had e-mailed a few people to change some scheduling issues, had packed for us and the five kids, had dropped off jerseys at our nephew's, and picked up Mark's laptop at his office and we were on the road to Canmore.  While we were there, we had a very relaxing and fun time, Mark got a lot of work done, the kids and I did a fair amount of homeschooling, we had one of the best restaurant experiences of my life, we went swimming, and we did as much hiking as we could given that it was snowing intermittently.

On Tuesday, my sister-in-law Cindy called my cell and asked if we had heard anything yet.  It's not like her to ask but she said that she had a strong feeling that our referral had come in so I told her that we were in Canmore so I didn't think so but I would call home to get my messages and let her know if there was anything.  I called home but there were no adoption related messages.  But the next day... 

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So there we were coming down the mountain, having seen a gorgeous waterfall and having Mackenzie and Jonah freak me out with their bravado near a cliff when I am scared of heights and Mark got a call on his cell.  Given that this was a working holiday and this wasn't the first call he had taken on the hike, I didn't think too much of it but there were a few things said that made me think that the call was strange and when we got back to the van, I asked him "was that about..."  (I don't remember what I asked.  I'm not trying to be secretive!!!) and he said "no, it was about something else" and I thought his answer was a bit strange because I used to work with him and we still often discuss his work and he shares with me freely usually but I figured he'd tell me at some point.  Besides, I was a busy making sure the kids all had their seatbelts on and still had their coats with them, etc.  When we got back into Canmore, Mark suggested going to a restaurant and said he felt like a burger.  We passed by several places that are his type of restaurant before he decided that we should go to this fancier one.  By this time, I knew something was up because Mark HATES going to nice restaurants with all the kids.  He hates the scrutiny and the pressure to keep them sitting and the whole experience really.  Then he said, "we should go here because I have an announcement to make" and I immediately thought about the call he had taken and I thought that we had sold a house.  We have two houses for sale right now so that seemed logical.  After we sat down, Mark asked if I had a pen and paper.  I did not.  Incidentally, my cell phone and my camera were also back in the van!  He then took a business card and one of the kids' crayons and wrote something on the back of the business card which made me think that he was writing a number and I was thinking "wow, one of the houses must have sold for WAY over list price for him to be making such a big deal like this" and then he put the card up and said "are you ready to see something that will change your life?" and I honestly thought "this man does not know me very well if he thinks that money is going to change my life!" and then he passed the card across to me with the writing face down. 

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In case you can't read the brown crayon, it says "WE GOT OUR REFERRAL"

Reading those words did change my life.  Then I asked him if they were boys or girls and how old and he said he didn't know.  He hadn't wanted to ask because it would have aroused my suspicion!  So I took his cell phone and called the Social Worker who had called him and asked for more details.  She was so nice and seemed excited for us and she answered all of my questions and then she sent their pictures to Mark's phone so I was sitting there shaking so much that the kids were laughing at me and Mackenzie was saying "calm down and eat mom" and Mark got the e-mail with the pictures and opened it and turned his phone so that I could see a picture of our little boy and I lost it.  I didn't care that we were in public.  I was shaking and crying and gushing over him.  It's an amazing thing but it was so instant for me.  They don't look like I expected them too but yet there is this strange familiarity, like I've been waiting for them all along and that they just belong in our family.  I can't describe the feeling exactly but it all just felt "right".  I was so not expecting this news to come anytime soon.  We had been told officially that there was no chance that we would be traveling in 2009 and now there is a very good chance that we will be.  We were told just a month and a half ago that we were months and months and months away from a referral so even though we've waited a long time, I was SHOCKED!  The next part is actually kind of funny.   I had just read on Hazel's blog a few days earlier about how when she got her "call", almost no one was answering their phones and that became us.  I called my mom and she did answer the second time I tried so that was good but after that, it seemed that almost everyone we knew had dropped off the planet.  I wanted to call Cindy and tell her that her feeling the day before had been right but at the THREE numbers I tried for her, no answer!!! Then of course it was important for me to call my sister-in-law Deanne because she is coming to Ethiopia with us but there was no answer at her house.  I got her work number and cell number from one of Mark's brothers but the work number was her old one.  When I called the cell, her husband answered and he was able to give us her correct work number but she was out of the office!  The other problem was that I had no access to a computer and all of my non-memorized phone numbers were at home and with call display, I never memorize phone numbers anymore so there were people who I desperately wanted to call but couldn't.  Because we need to meet with the International Adoption doctor and meet with the Social Worker to officially accept the referral, we wanted to head back home to get things started but we had bought tickets to the dinner theatre "Oh Canada, Eh?" and when we went and explained the situation to them, they offered gift certificates for later use but no refund but the bigger problem than that was that Josiah had started to cry because he so badly wanted to go to the dinner theatre so we had to stay in Canmore until after the show ended at 9 pm and then head home.

So here we are.  There are still some things to do paperwork wise and then we wait for a court date in Ethiopia.  For those wanting to know when we will travel to pick up our kids, we won't really have a good idea until after a successful court date but most of it depends on getting a successful court date before the Ethiopian court closures in August.  If we are able to do that, we will travel in 2009, as early as October and as late as December but if we don't get our court before the closures, then we will travel in early 2010.  We are praying for a quick court date and that we are successful on the first try but mostly for the safety and protection of our two newest family members until we can hold them in our arms.

In their pictures, their eyes look scared and sad, especially our little girl's and it's amazing how quickly the mother-bear instinct kicks in.  I just want to get on a plane already and go and hold them and tell them that it's going to be all right, that they have a family in Canada that loves them and will take such good care of them and that there will be so much happiness in their lives in the years ahead and that although we cannot replace what they lost, God has a plan for their lives that includes us being their new family.

Dutch Blitz Fans

This year, Mark put together a ball hockey team and right now, they are at the top of their league.  They were undefeated until the game that I went to watch (perhaps I am not the best luck!).  Mark is taking it quite seriously which is pretty surprising.  My brother designed a logo and they had jerseys made up and most of the guys are pretty competitive.  One of my nephews is on a three game suspension for fighting.  Mark has yet to score a goal but is determined and if nothing else, it's been a great stress-release for him and he is losing weight and feeling healthier.  Last Monday, the kids and I decided to surprise him and show up at a game.  They were so cute...they made signs and were cheering "go daddy go" and "d-a-d-d-y"!  They couldn't grasp some of the social rules about watching game play so in kindness to the other spectators, we only stayed for half of the game.  Mackenzie stayed for the rest and got to go out with the team afterwards and then come home and tell me of their 7-0 defeat - ouch!  So here are some pics. of some of Dutch Blitz's youngest fans (I think my great-nephew Harry qualifies as the actual youngest fan).

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That's Mark - Number 12 on the orange team

Pics. at my grandpa's funeral

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my mom and my handsome boys

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my girls

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trying to incorporate our homeschooling into the day, we stopped in Mundare to visit the giant sausage on our way home.  We have been studying Alberta this year and have been visiting many small towns and landmarks and I guess this qualifies as both!

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God's Garage Sale

I haven't posted about our garage sale yet because the task of integrating all the thank yous into the post seemed overwhelming because so many people stepped up and donated items, time, baking, encouragement, and support so I have decided that I will write private thank you cards to those individuals and on here, I will just tell you of the miracles that this sale brought about.  In the days leading up to the sale, things were not going so well.  My grandpa died, there was a fire nearby that along with the pollens and the snow mold made it very difficult for Gracelyn to breathe and she was almost admitted into the hospital just two days before the sale was to begin, Mark was swamped at work, I had a kidney infection...and it was supposed to rain the first day of the sale and we had been given so many donated items that we could not fit it all in my mom's garage so we needed to use the driveway and the lawn or no one would be able to even look in the garage.  A few days before the sale, there was still so much to do and not enough time left and it was feeling impossible and so in desperation, I made a decision.  I prayed and gave the sale and all its details to God.  Up to that point, I had been tracking the dollar amount of how much I had priced and then thinking okay, so if we sell half of all of this, then we'll have...in my control freak way and had been trying to make all the box labels match and everything perfect but was wearing myself out and once I had given it over to God, I stopped calculating how much was priced and let some things not be so perfect and just did what I could do and remembered to let God take care of the rest.  I knew that ultimately, He was in control and if I trusted Him, the right people would come, the weather would be what He had planned, people would help, and we would make the amount of money that we needed to make.  Going in to the sale, I knew that a typical garage sale in our community makes between $500 and $1000 dollars but I had prayed for much more than that to be made at ours and was believing that it was possible.  I know that God wants us to bring these two kids home from Ethiopia and He will find a way for us to pay for those plane tickets.

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The morning of the sale, it was scheduled to rain and the clouds looked ominous as Mackenzie and I drove to my mom's house but when we were in the middle of setting up, Mackenzie said "mom look what God did" and I looked up and there were clouds all over the sky except for right above my mom's house where it was clear and blue and beautiful!!!  People started arriving way before the official opening so I don't have any pictures of the full garage because from before the opening until three days later, there was never a lull in people!  I just have these few pictures of part of the driveway but to give you an idea of the amount of stuff we had, in the garage, there were 10 tables heaped, six clothing racks, and there were boxes of items under the tables as well as the six tables that were on the driveway!

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Many miracles happened during the sale, especially the first day.  The morning, the weather held and we were able to sell so much that when it started to sprinkle in the later afternoon, we had plenty of room to move everything in the garage and it only rained for a few minutes two or three times in the entire three days of the sale.  I had advertised to local homeschoolers because I was selling some of my homeschool curriculum and in the afternoon on the first day, a van pulled up and the couple inside came to have a look at the sale and when they saw the sign saying what the money was going towards, they approached me and said "we were just on our way to the County Clothesline with a trunk full of donations and if you want them, you can have them but some of it is homeschool curriculum because we're homeschoolers but we aren't going to be homeschooling next year..."  What are the odds that complete strangers stop by my garage sale on their way to donate their homeschool curriculum and books and offer them to me when I've already advertised the sale to the homeschool community?!?  Two other strangers also just happened to be on their way to the County Clothesline with trunks full of donations of stuffed toys, clothes, books, puzzles, and donated them to me instead.  God is pretty cool, hey?!  Another miracle was how much sold.  So many times I had been told in the weeks leading up to this that books don't sell well at garage sales and we sold more than twelve huge boxes full of books or that stuffed animals don't sell well and we sold over four heaping boxes full of those.  Around half of the items I had were priced at 10 cents each because my motto had kind of become "getting to Ethiopia ten cents at a time" and some said not to bother with such a small amount but boy, did it ever add up!  Many people came three or more times to the sale because we kept getting new items.  Friends would come with more boxes or entire truckloads of items to donate periodically during the three days so it was ever changing and many came repeatedly or sent neighbours and friends because of that.  The people who came were so grateful because the prices were so low so they walked away happy and that was great too.  It also seemed that some of those who came needed to come for other reasons such as needing encouragement in their own adoption journey or considering homeschooling and not knowing where to begin.  Many of those said things to me like "I never go to garage sales and I actually live in Edmonton but today I happened to be here for a class or to pick something up and I saw the signs and for some reason I followed them and now I know why!"  It was so miraculous to see God woven through the sale in so many different ways.  Most of all through the help I had...I could not have done ANY of it were it not for the help I had during the sale and setting up for the sale.

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My older boys had a concession table and they were so good about helping.  They were a bit bored at times but their friends Nicholas and Michael live nearby thankfully and came to visit them often.  Both Mackenzie and Jonah had such great attitudes about helping and even woke up early in the morning to come and even at the times where I said they didn't have to, they came.  The little ones had been so generous in giving their toys and even their bedroom decorations for the sale that it really was a great way for them to all feel involved.  After the sale when Gracelyn saw me rolling all the coins she said "wow!  Now we can go pick up our new brothers or sisters right now because we have so much money for them!"

And now for the final miracle...the total amount of money that we raised.  Keep in mind that I had given this garage sale to God and with God all things are possible so...

We raised just a few dollars over four thousand five hundred dollars...yep... that was not a typo...$4500!!!

Raising Kids in the Country!

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Crazy, right?!  I added the one with the playground in the background and the light pole to give some perspective as to how high they climb. 

Am I Crazy?!

I thought it would be a good idea to have a garage sale as a fundraiser for our Ethiopia fund because we have accumulated a lot of stuff over the years and de-cluttering would be a good way to get the house ready for two more people eventually living here and it would give me a project and we need to fundraise because frankly five or six tickets to Ethiopia at around three thousand each is a lot of money.  We really don't want to have to put the trip on a credit card when the time comes and start our new family out under financial stress especially given that at some point, we may also need a new van since ours won't fit all of us any longer and saving for that will be difficult enough so I planned this garage sale.  It seemed like such a good idea at the time.  I started early going through the different rooms, drawers, cupboards, and boxes in our house and was pricing as I went.  I made a booklet with lists of things such as what categories of items we had, how many tables we needed, who we were borrowing tables from, and was also organizing things into groupings so that I could make a paper that said "TOYS - 10 cents each" for that box or whatever and I even printed up many of those types of pages.  I thought as long as I was organized, I could pull this off easily.  Thanks to the brilliance of my friend Michelle, I bought a clothing tagger(a tagging gun like they have for stores) and I borrowed her many clothing racks and bought one of my own.  I priced out Costco things to sell at the concession stand and made lists of that.  I sent out an e-mail asking for donations of items or help at the sale.  I thought this would be pretty easy as long as I was organized.  Now here I am two or three days before the sale starts (it's the wee hours of the morning so it depends if you count this as tomorrow or today) and I can't even think straight or make decisions anymore.  There is so much left to do and so little time.  The sale is going to be at my mom's house which is wonderful for many reasons but it's not here so I have to wait for Mark to come home from work so that he can stay with the kids before I head over there every evening to set up. 

This morning, I worked - I love my job but of all the weeks to have a meeting, it had to be this one?!  Tomorrow morning, I have my end of the year meeting with my homeschool facilitator.  Friday, I had my post adoption supports meeting which required disgusting amounts of paperwork and preparation.  Wednesday, the kids have swimming lessons.  Thursday is Jonah's last day of homeschool-school so he has to bring a dish to share that is native to Spain so I'll be whipping that up in my spare time!  Thursday, Friday, and Saturday is the sale.  I still have to somehow fit in going to Costco (with all my "helpers") to get the concession food, set up the rest of the stuff, go to my friend's and show her how to use Gracey's Nebulizer because she will be there on Thursday, make signs, and price the donated items.  Oh, and this morning, my Grandpa died.  So...overwhelmed pretty accurately describes me at the moment.

HOWEVER...

The other thing that describes my state of mind is "blown away".  I am completely and utterly blown away by people's generosity.  I will have to do a further post thanking specific people but I am amazed and humbled by how much we have been blessed by people dropping off items for us to sell at the sale or lending us their tables or saying they will stop by to help.  On Sunday, there were a few times when I was fighting tears because I just could not believe the generosity.  Also, my Auntie Judy has offered to drive down from Calgary on Wednesday and help the night before and all day Thursday.  My mom is taking Thursday and Friday off work and has helped in a zillion ways.  I have the feeling that God is going to do big things with this sale.  Our kids have also been so great.  The little ones have been coming up to me for weeks, giving me toys of theirs saying "you can sell this for my brothers or sisters".  I think Eliana believes that if we make enough money at the sale, it means we can go and pick them up in Ethiopia so she's willing to sell it all!  They have such sweet hearts.  Jonah has spent hours and hours sorting through Lego and Playmobile with me and he will be working the concession stand with Mackenzie to raise additional funds for the trip.  Mackenzie even offered to spend his own money buying some of the food for the concession.  We have great kids and hopefully, the sale will be a smashing success and will bring our Ethiopian children one step closer to coming home. 

My major concern other than not being able to get everything done in time is the weather as it is supposed to rain on Thursday and we have too much stuff to be able to fit it all in the garage but I am putting all of that in God's hands and putting Him in charge of the details and I have the feeling that He is going to bless us enormously this weekend.

On my mind...

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Be the Change

I read an article this morning and was once again reminded how one person really can make a difference in the world and how if each one of us were to actively, purposefully pursue changing things positively in the area that we feel most passionately about, be it children's rights, the environment, adoption, fundraising, medical research, care for the sick or elderly, abolishment of modern day slavery, justice, eliminating poverty, ending wars, whatever the passion may be, the world really would be a different place but I think so many of us choose inaction because we don't believe that one person can make a difference.  I challenge you to pursue the passion.  "Be the change you want to see in the world." - Gandhi

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When we completed Gracelyn's adoption three years ago, Mark's sister Deanne sketched this portrait of Gracelyn from a picture and gave it to us as certainly our most treasured congratulations gift.  Grace was admiring it the other day so I thought I'd get a pic. of how much she's changed in three years.  Pretty talented artist Deanne is, hey?

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