OK...maybe I am a little out of shape. What can I say but boys are totally different. W likes to be active all day. He is such an explorer. He likes to find out how things work by taking things a part. He loves to run, talk, throw, help, and oh did I say run. He likes Prince now. He likes to pull his tail and ears and feed him whatever he picks up that he thinks Prince may like. Prince likes him too. He doesn't get mad when W is a little rough. This summer has been busy for us. Vacations, VBS, family reunions, and now we have to settle down and get back to normal whatever that is. The girls go back to school tomorrow and they are pretty excited. However, I will miss their help with the busy body. He is going to really miss them too. I think he is starting to question if this is permanent. He seems to be grieving in his own way. I just keep thinking of all of the things my little man has been through in his three years. He is a brave little boy. Well all I can say is he has truly been a blessing and God really hand picked him for us because he definitely has our humor!!!
I can't believe it has been 4 weeks already. Our family seems to be adjusting fine. We have our bumps but nothing major. Wynston is starting to say and answer by his name. He says "Wynston Belete". We found out he is speaking two Ethiopian languages and we are starting to learn what he is communicating. It is really cute. He likes to repeat so he is also learning more English. I think he understand more English than he speaks. He likes Elmo, Barney, and Thomas the Train mostly. He will watch other Disney shows with the girls. He loves to dance to any kind of music and play with cars or anything that makes noise. We have a very lively house right now. But what he loves more than anything is being with his sisters and playing chase. He seems to get sad sometimes and look out of the window. I wish I could just read his mind. He is a strong little fellow. I feel that he is trusting me more each day. He still cries when I leave the house to walk the dog, or get the mail. It is heart breaking because I just think of all the loss he has had in his life. Hopefully, this phase will go by fast because I need to go back to the gym. Otherwise, we are doing fine. Oh I almost forgot to mention we took him to the pool. He didn't like the water at first but he would put his feet in it from the side. After watching everyone having fun, he loved it. He didn't want to get out. Now he is REALLY my son.
We got back home Sunday. What a long trip back. W did good on the plane. He didn't like to wear the seat belt. We were on Emirates airline and they had monitors on every seat so W liked to push buttons and watch movies. This week he has been keeping me busy. Between the girls' schedule and him getting into everything, I will need to take some vitamins. We call him Wynnie the Explorer. He loves his big sisters. They play with him after homework which gives me a break. He is such a silly boy which makes him fit in with our family. He loves the bath and I hoping this means he loves the water. Right now, he is with Daddy getting his first hair cut. I know he is going to CLOWN!!
Ethiopia was beautiful and I was asked several times if I was Ethiopian. That is a big compliment because Ethiopians are beautiful people. Going to Africa was a life changing experience for me. It is indescribable. Each day we woke up to chanting both Christians and Muslims. Both coexisting with no hatred. The sunrises made me feel that God was watching every step and had His hand in every moment. I could just feel His presence. Have you ever felt like this is where you are supposed to be? Well this is one of those experiences for me. I know this is where I am supposed to be in my life. So the lesson I have learned-- when you feel that tugging on your heart, stop fighting it because God's plan is better than your plan anyday.
This is our last Christmas as a family of four. We all are so excited to bring baby bro home. He even had two presents under the tree waiting for him. This Christmas I had a time to reflect on how God is moving in my life and He is really showing out. God continues to be faithful even when I am undeserving. I am grateful and thankful for the birth of Jesus and I enjoy having my cup of coffee and getting to know Him every morning. Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.
The time has FINALLY come. We will be going to Ethiopia in three weeks. What a wonderful Christmas gift. We are so excited. When we received the news, I was at work and I just wanted to shout. But I kept my cool until I got in the car after work and I just lost it. I am so happy no one had a video tape. We took the girls out to dinner and told them. They were like..."we have to get the room together....can we tell our friends?" We have a lot to do before we travel but in the meantime, we will enjoy the Christmas season.
We had a lot to be thankful for. We spent Thanksgiving morning cooking as a family. R made homemade sweet potato pie with Granddaddy's recipe, S made strawberry cake, J smoked a turkey and made macaroni and cheese, and I made the "green stuff" otherwise known as collard greens and the dressing. I have to toot my own horn but my dressing was the bomb digity. We had dinner with friends and family and we are very thankful to have them. Hopefully, this will be the last Thanksgiving without Baby Bro.
This weekend I had my first Ethiopian dinner. I was a little surprised that I actually liked it. It didn't take me long to get used to eating with my fingers. I shared a table with some friends that adopted a boy and a girl from Ethiopia and they are so adorable. I learned from them how to pinch your green stuff with the injera. Those of you with family from the south can relate this with pinching your greens and cornbread. It is the same concept. Then there was this very hot sauce that I don't know who can eat that. I like jerk chicken but this was like fire. We even had lasagna Ethiopian style. I met a lot of families who have adopted from Ethiopia or who are in the process. It was great listening to parents share their experiences and I learned a lot. I even made a few jokes with my friend about some people needing my help with the hair. You should have seen some of the styles. Next time I'm going to set up a booth with some grease yeah I said grease and comb some of those beebee shots. (That was a jokey joke) It was just good to network with people who share the same passion for adoption. And I look forward to going to the next outing with my boy so he can show how boys should wear their hair. Here is a little advice....if the hair is not curly, don't try to grow a fro and please remember to always keep it moisturized. This has been a public announcement.
I am a wife and a mother of three beautiful children and two dogs, all with unique personalities. I love being a mother. In the beginning, I suffered from Postpartum Depression. My hope is that my blog will encourage mothers or women who suffer from depression. You are not alone. There is HOPE. I want to share my journey and I invite you to walk with me. We will rise and shine.