<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872</id><updated>2012-01-15T21:57:45.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'>From Ethiopia with Love</title><subtitle type='html'>How our family came to be...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-8603154739457034787</id><published>2012-01-14T21:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T21:17:55.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Giggles &amp; Smiles...One Month Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d55-S99ylgA/TxJAR3jhEEI/AAAAAAAAAPA/fCC-rDOLehc/s1600/IMG_4042.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d55-S99ylgA/TxJAR3jhEEI/AAAAAAAAAPA/fCC-rDOLehc/s320/IMG_4042.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My friend Amanda snapped these pictures today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HHbqfNrtEmU/TxJAUhIGJ-I/AAAAAAAAAPI/RQOX-hribYo/s1600/IMG_4049.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HHbqfNrtEmU/TxJAUhIGJ-I/AAAAAAAAAPI/RQOX-hribYo/s320/IMG_4049.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So do you finally feel that your family is complete?"; this is the question I have gotten many times since we have brought home Kokeb one month ago. I do not know if Kokeb will be our last child. But, I do know that my heart is so full of love right now that sometimes I feel like I could just burst. Right now all that I can do is thank God for Elijah, Mekebo and Kokeb. I LOVE being a mother to them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since stepping off of the airplane in December, Kokeb has been a trooper. I am in awe of all of the new things she has had to endure. Some times were tough. From meeting the oodles of family at Christmas weekends to suffering through pneumonia, she has shown us what a trooper she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week she has turned a definite corner in trusting us. Up until this week, I had carried her in the Ergo carrier almost throughout the entire day (yes, my house was a disaster, but I didn't care). Earlier this week she actually let me walk out of the room without crying. She is starting to explore the house on her own. She is giving kisses freely to the boys and her parents. She tries to climb into any box-shaped object (no matter how small). She has the funniest facial expressions. She laughs hysterically. She loves to sled (we found that out today). She walks around with Eli's sword and hits it on objects and says "ah" (the joys of having brothers). She talks on the phone. She can sign "more" and "all done". She can say "Momma", "Dadda", "Papa" and is starting to say "More". And boy does she eat more! She is still pretty shy around others, but I know it will come over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, one month after she has been a part of our family, Kokeb is starting to show her true personality...and it is wonderful. And, once again, we are so lucky to have such wonderful family and friends. So many people have brought us meals and gifts for Kokeb. We appreciate it more than you will ever know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-8603154739457034787?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/8603154739457034787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=8603154739457034787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8603154739457034787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8603154739457034787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2012/01/giggles-smilesone-month-home.html' title='Giggles &amp; Smiles...One Month Home'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d55-S99ylgA/TxJAR3jhEEI/AAAAAAAAAPA/fCC-rDOLehc/s72-c/IMG_4042.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-7822104341397707423</id><published>2011-12-19T05:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T05:57:44.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the Beginning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What do you do at 4am when you can't sleep? Write on your blog. I think that this will be the last entry. We started this blog when we began the adoption process with Mekebo, about 5 years ago. After the emotional 3 year process to bring home Kokeb, Brian and I have decided that this will probably be the end to our Ethiopian adoption journey. But, every time I have said "never", things have turned out differently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We left Addis Ababa on Thursday night after a few hours delay due to a malfunctioning oven. Kokeb did wonderfully on the 17 hour flight to Washington DC. She cried for the last hour, but everyone sitting around us were so wonderful and never made us feel bad for having a crying child. She snuggled with Daddy a lot of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9KQJnOQuNY0/Tu8e7m9bdvI/AAAAAAAAAMU/MTMucq_LZV0/s1600/100_7304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9KQJnOQuNY0/Tu8e7m9bdvI/AAAAAAAAAMU/MTMucq_LZV0/s320/100_7304.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She figured out that in the back of the plane, there were crackers and juice. She wanted to take walks to the back of the plane a lot. The flight attendants all knew her name by the end of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SnO8SZkiNwY/Tu8e8XHEcpI/AAAAAAAAAMc/KXzssnNlGSM/s1600/100_7305.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SnO8SZkiNwY/Tu8e8XHEcpI/AAAAAAAAAMc/KXzssnNlGSM/s320/100_7305.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;She ran in the halls at Washington DC. It took us a while to get through US Customs, but Kokeb officially became a US Citizen on Friday morning (December 16). This is a picture of Daddy walking through the halls at O'Hare. Kokeb slept on both flights, from Washington DC to O'Hare and O'Hare to Madison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7tD6zYdNnu4/Tu8e8yZvfZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/azfak_dIUQE/s1600/100_7313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7tD6zYdNnu4/Tu8e8yZvfZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/azfak_dIUQE/s320/100_7313.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish that I had a picture, but there were a lot of special people to meet Kokeb at the Madison airport. Her Nanna Anna, Papa Steve, Aunt Kristina and Lillian, Aunt Kara and Kaelyn, Papa and Grandma Kanis, Uncle Matt, Aunt Pam and cousin Kaitlyn. Of course, Eli and Mekebo were the first ones to kiss their baby sister. She loved riding in her car seat all the way home. Brian and I slept the whole way home; thank goodness for Papa and Grandma who drove us home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z8Lrqynner8/Tu8fA8I93gI/AAAAAAAAANc/FGu2r-aXN2Q/s1600/100_7324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z8Lrqynner8/Tu8fA8I93gI/AAAAAAAAANc/FGu2r-aXN2Q/s320/100_7324.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kokeb is adjusting well to her new surroundings. The Christmas tree, lights, brothers, new bed, different food, and a lot of new faces.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XpGAKdY5grc/Tu8fC6Lc6rI/AAAAAAAAANs/NrLU0dNaRGc/s1600/100_7327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XpGAKdY5grc/Tu8fC6Lc6rI/AAAAAAAAANs/NrLU0dNaRGc/s320/100_7327.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday she was excited to go outside. She loves getting on her hat because she knows that it means we get to go somewhere. She liked walking through the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R0pg3c933dg/Tu8fE3ZtYdI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7ouq2f67YmA/s1600/100_7330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R0pg3c933dg/Tu8fE3ZtYdI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7ouq2f67YmA/s320/100_7330.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here she is giving her big brother, Mekebo, a big smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iK_m1MBGsCg/Tu8fGGUn3SI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ofQQAMPwtXE/s1600/100_7332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iK_m1MBGsCg/Tu8fGGUn3SI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ofQQAMPwtXE/s320/100_7332.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elijah is getting really good at changing her diaper. He also wanted to try feeding her last night. He did a great job.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eXCrAgLq9ec/Tu8fILt--mI/AAAAAAAAAOk/RSh--VUd4Vo/s1600/100_7334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eXCrAgLq9ec/Tu8fILt--mI/AAAAAAAAAOk/RSh--VUd4Vo/s320/100_7334.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this yogurt! Kokeb is full of silliness. She talks all the time and makes silly faces.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odl0TH942DY/Tu8fIwXbxOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/XpnaprX1R04/s1600/100_7336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odl0TH942DY/Tu8fIwXbxOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/XpnaprX1R04/s320/100_7336.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eli had a chance to feed her? Well, make way for big brother Mekebo too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g-MgugXpoKk/Tu8fJ4uNY4I/AAAAAAAAAO0/oue_wiqgS9I/s1600/100_7339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g-MgugXpoKk/Tu8fJ4uNY4I/AAAAAAAAAO0/oue_wiqgS9I/s320/100_7339.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kokeb is really good at going up the stairs, not so good at getting down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't express how blessed we are. I am so happy to be waking up in the middle of the night, changing diapers, feeding a baby, making bottles, and of course, getting some big sloppy kisses from the most beautiful girl I have ever known. Sometimes you wonder if your heart is big enough to love another person...but my heart is pouring over. I know Brian feels the same way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are not only blessed because of Kokeb, but this journey has made us realize what wonderful family and friends that we have: from my parents who watched the boys while we were in Africa, to all the people at the airport, to all of the clothes from Aunt Pam, Aunt Erin, Terri, Jody, Kelly, Ingrid and Melissa, to Ruthie who also took a turn in watching the boys, to the wonderful tote full of goodies and clothes from Amanda, to Dan and Sheila who warmed up our house for us, to Paco who let us stay at his house before we left for Africa, to all the people that donated money and other items for the orphanages, and to everyone who have been praying for us. Of course, we owe a big thanks to the people at Helawi Orphanage who took such wonderful care of &amp;nbsp;her for the first 15 months of her life. Mulu and Birtukan will forever be a part of Kokeb's life story. We are forever grateful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course, without my wonderful husband, who calmed me down daily during this process, I couldn't have done this. I am so blessed to have someone like you who wanted to go through this process with me. I think we make a pretty good team! I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-7822104341397707423?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/7822104341397707423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=7822104341397707423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/7822104341397707423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/7822104341397707423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-beginning.html' title='Just the Beginning...'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9KQJnOQuNY0/Tu8e7m9bdvI/AAAAAAAAAMU/MTMucq_LZV0/s72-c/100_7304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-7031583821295834029</id><published>2011-12-14T12:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T12:17:10.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night in Ethiopia</title><content type='html'>Kokeb slept from 7pm last night until 6am this morning. The nannies told us she woke up at around 3am to have milk, so we were awake anticipating her waking up, but she never did! Today was a relaxing day. We had the whole day to get into a routine and hang around the Guest House. We took a lot of walks. Kokeb loves being carried in the ergo carrier. She had her first taste of ice cream and loved it. She eats anything...tomatoes, mangos, carrots. She is definitely taking advantage of us and we let her. She wants to be carried all the time! She already has us wrapped around her little finger.She has the funniest expressions. She wrinkles up her nose. She also started talking a little more. Another tooth popped through during the night, so now she has 3 on the bottom and 4 on the top. Some of the workers at the Guest House braided her hair today. The only difficult time that she has is before naps/bed. She cries and looks at the door like she wants someone she knows to come in. I can't imagine the thoughts that are going through her head. She took a 3 hour nap this afternoon. She is a tosser and a turner. She hates her diapers being changed. Tomorrow we pick up our final paperwork and head to the airport at about 6pm ET time (9am US time on Thursday). We can't wait for her to meet her family and friends. Eli and Mu- remember the book that we put together of pictures of our family for Kokeb? Whenever we show her the pictures of the two of you she gets a smile. I think she already knows that you are two special boys. Remember, when you see her for the first time, she may be really scared, but she will learn to love you both. We will call you on Friday morning when we arrive in the US. Tell Papa thanks for fixing our door. We miss you both a lot. Don't forget...we will have to bring Koki to see the lights when we get home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-7031583821295834029?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/7031583821295834029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=7031583821295834029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/7031583821295834029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/7031583821295834029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-night-in-ethiopia.html' title='Last night in Ethiopia'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-8414910159219373757</id><published>2011-12-13T10:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T10:33:21.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My cup runneth over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Sweet baby girl is asleep. It is 7pm. What a day. I think I spent a majority of the morning crying. We were able to meet and talk with one of Kokeb's special nannies. We learned a lot more about her. Then the Helawi Foundation Orphanage had a farewell ceremony for Kokeb. I won't go into specifics, but it was amazing. She has a very special family there...they all love her as if she were their own. I do have to say, the very cutest thing was Kokeb passing out popcorn to everyone from the basket during the coffee ceremony. She just waddled her way from each person to the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to the US Embassy. This went very smooth. Kokeb was a trooper. She loves traveling in the van; wait until she has to sit in a car seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She normally naps about 3 hours in the afternoon, but today she probably only got 40 minutes total. She fell asleep in the van and during a neighborhood walk. She is warming up to us. Today her smiles were abundant. She played with us and held our hands as she walked. She LOVES being held. She even pretended to talk on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight after supper (which consisted of bananas and peach applesauce because she spent about an hour this afternoon in pain from being constipated) I gave her a tubby. It was an event. Does she ever have the hair! Tomorrow I get to take a hair braiding class, but I am not sure it will help me or not. I have never known how to braid. Oh goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian walked with her to get her to sleep. We will see how the night goes. The nanny says she wakes up at about 3am to have milk. She is an early riser, usually before or around 6am. Oh man, the Anderson house is about to be rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cup is running over. My heart is full. She is a perfect part to our family. I can't wait for my family and friends to see her. Yes, she probably won't smile at first, but she is full of them deep down. Two more days in Ethiopia, then we head home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Jill said the internet is too slow for pictures. &amp;nbsp;BOO! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-8414910159219373757?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/8414910159219373757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=8414910159219373757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8414910159219373757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8414910159219373757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-cup-runneth-over.html' title='My cup runneth over'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-8342684382996043316</id><published>2011-12-12T10:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T10:39:22.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!</title><content type='html'>You would think we were first time parents. We were so tired last night, went to bed at 10:30pm, but both of us were wide awake at 2am. We talked in the dark about what we thought Kokeb was going to be like...how she has changed. We played silly games on Brian's blackberry and I read the book The Help (thanks Mom, I love it). We left the Guest House at 9am and dropped off some papers at the CHSFS Office. We met Martha and the lawyer who have been the ones working this whole time on Kokeb's paperwork. They told us how Kokeb's case was very difficult. We expressed our thanks many times over.Then we headed over to Helawi. We brought a mega load of donations. They were THRILLED! They loved all of the formula and loved the pajamas that Pam bought. We had at least 10 containers of Big Cow (imagine like 4 normal formula cans in one), 8 cans of Bebelac for the infants, tons of diapers (disposable and cloth), a case of tylenol, augmentin, and vitamins. It was like Christmas for them. They were so appreciative. Thanks to everyone who donated...I wish you could have seen their faces light up. After handing in our donations, we walked up to Kokeb's room. One of her favorite nannies, Mulu, was holding her. Of course Brian and I were sobbing even before we saw her. Amazingly, she did not cry. She came to me without a fuss. I didn't think she had changed as much as I had imagined. She showed off her new talent...walking. Because of her large abdomen, she waddles like a 42-week pregnant woman. It makes me laugh just thinking about it. Amanda, she was wearing a 6-9 month dress. Ahhhh! We spent a lot of time outside with her. She can crawl up the stairs. And her bottom lip, well, you will have to see it for yourself. That girl can pout. We left around 11am and went to a presentation about the humanitarian projects that CHSFS is doing. Brian and I were excited to learn that they have been working in the very rural area that Mekebo's birth mother lives. They are just finishing a hospital there. Of course, we had to ask about volunteer opportunities. It sounds like what we have been looking for.After lunch, we headed back over to Helawi and woke Koki up to bring her back to the Guest House. She enjoyed the van ride, but was very sad when we reached the Guest House. She didn't cry much, but she looked sad. By the end of the day we were able to get a few smiles and some little words out of her. We tried playing with every toy and even blowing bubbles, but not much luck. She wants us to hold her all of the time, and of course we oblige. She has 2 bottom teeth and 4 top teeth. She was chewing on her fingers; must be getting some more in.Tsion, one of the managers at Helawi told me that they have been praying every day that Kokeb's family would come to bring her home. I told her that I had thought that the staff at Helawi was praying that Kokeb would stay and we were praying that we could bring her home. We are exhausted tonight. It is only 7pm, but it won't be long before I am asleep. I am actually surprised that I could write this. Sorry if the sentences don't make sense. Hope everyone is well. Tomorrow we have our farewell ceremony, Embassy appointment, and we take Kokeb into our care for good. Eli and Mekebo- We can't wait for you to hug your sister. We told her all about you. We told her that you won't wrestle her though. Are you being good for Papa and Grandma? Make sure you sleep in your own beds! Love you and we will see you in 4 days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-8342684382996043316?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/8342684382996043316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=8342684382996043316' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8342684382996043316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8342684382996043316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/12/finally.html' title='Finally!!'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-1932484900983495880</id><published>2011-12-11T11:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T11:09:35.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saint Mary Day</title><content type='html'>We have always wanted to attend a church service in Ethiopia, but we have never had the chance...until today. It was amazing and each minute I kept pinching myself to make sure I was really experiencing such an amazing thing. Our driver, Solomon, picked us up at 7am. We traveled about 40 minutes to Entoto Mountain in Addis. He explained that today was a very special day, Saint Mary Day. This happens two times a year (Jess, what is the chance, huh?). We drove to the top of Entoto Mountain to attend church (Kiddus Raguel) at the oldest church in Addis Ababa. There were people singing and dancing all over the streets in Addis. People swarmed through the gates to the church. We never entered the church building because the service took place outside of the church. We even were blessed by the Prince of the church. We left the service about 30 minutes before it ended...and we had already been there for 2 hours. The chanting, dancing and rituals were amazing to watch. We had no idea what was being said, but the people were clapping and bowing and singing. Brian did take some footage of the service. Mom, I just kept thinking how you would have loved it. We will come back again so you can experience it.After the service we were able to see the Saint Mary Church and Museum. This is where the Emperor Menalik lived and was buried. Our driver also drove us through the Merkato. Holy smokers. I have NEVER seen so many people in one area before. New York City has nothing on the Merkato in Addis Ababa. It was breathtaking. People were selling everything you can think of. We came back to the Guest House this afternoon and took a nap. It is 7:30pm here now (on Sunday) and I think I better stay up pretty late so that I actually sleep tonight. Tomorrow is a big day. We get to see Kokeb and bring her to the Guest House in the afternoon. Maybe tomorrow night we will post some pictures. The internet has been working here which has been nice. We talked to our boys yesterday and they sounded pooped (Thanks for watching them Ruthie! I hope that they refrained from Bad Guys/Good Guys). I am sure they had fun with Macy too!Mekebo and Elijah- We love you! Did you listen to Melissa and Sarah today? We will be home in 5 days with your sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-1932484900983495880?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/1932484900983495880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=1932484900983495880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/1932484900983495880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/1932484900983495880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/12/saint-mary-day.html' title='Saint Mary Day'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-6103148705860917602</id><published>2011-12-10T11:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T11:20:59.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv2043642153MsoNormal" style="display: block; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This morning we arrived at sunny Addis at 7:30am.The flight went well and seemed to pass rather fast. Brian and I probably only slept for a total of 1 hour each, but surprisingly, we were not tired when we arrived. Brian, in total Brian style, made about 20 friends on the plane while I watched movies and chatted to the college student sitting next to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv2043642153MsoNormal" style="display: block; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;After arriving at the Guest House we called a driver and got many things accomplished on our list. We had to change over dollars to birrs, get some shopping done for some friends (we got Lecha a super cute dress), shop for diapers and formula. We also were able to find Kebebe Tshehai Orphanage. When we arrived with the donations (many of the ones today were from Ingrid and Melissa…thanks!) we met with the head nurse. We told her that we also wanted to donate formula and diapers and she asked if we would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;come back on Monday or Tuesday. So, Brian might have to take a trip there himself later in the week. We also bought a LOT of coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv2043642153MsoNormal" style="display: block; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We went to spend some of the money that was donated by our family and friends for the orphanage. We had 11,000.00 birr to spend, and after filling up two carts, and almost completely clearing out one grocery store of diapers, we ended up spending only 4,800.00 birr. WOW! Our friends and family is amazing. The orphanages are going to be thrilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv2043642153MsoNormal" style="display: block; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tomorrow we getting up early and heading to the Entoto Mountain. Our driver is going to take us to church. He told us it was a very special day tomorrow, so we are very excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv2043642153MsoNormal" style="display: block; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;According to our schedule, we won’t see Kokeb until Monday. Our Embassy Appoinment is Tuesday and that is when we get to take her into our care…for good.We are the only ones at the Guest House until tomorrow night, so it is a little quiet here. We miss our friends from our previous travel group. By the way, Bereket, thanks for the sweet message you left for Kokeb.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv2043642153MsoNormal" style="display: block; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Elijah and Mekebo: We miss you a lot but we know that you are having a great time watching Christmas TV specials with Papa and Grandma. Remember how we learned about “E.T. Purrs on the Red Nile Med”? Well, we flew over the MEDiterranean Sea and the Nile River. We were also really close to the Red Sea. We get to see your baby sister on Monday. I can’t wait to show you pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv2043642153MsoNormal" style="display: block; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv2043642153MsoNormal" style="display: block; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We hope everyone has a great weekend! Peace and love from Ethiopia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-6103148705860917602?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/6103148705860917602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=6103148705860917602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/6103148705860917602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/6103148705860917602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-day.html' title='First Day.'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-1111806186730904571</id><published>2011-12-08T17:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:32:06.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Together</title><content type='html'>Tonight Brian and I are enjoying some quiet time together. I like to consider this the calm before the unknown. We did have the afternoon and evening to travel into Washington DC but decided just to chill and relax at the hotel. Tomorrow morning we begin our long flight to Ethiopia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so anxious to see our baby girl. Today we had a "discussion" about who gets to hold her first. We keep anticipating what she will be like, how she has changed since July. I just keep coming back to the fact that we are so blessed to be bringing her home. It is still surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah and Mekebo, we love you and already miss you. Please use your manners and help Grandma with chores. Mekebo, always remember that Papa will win the battle. Keep memorizing your lines for the Christmas Musical. Maybe you could keep a little book and write down the things that you do each day. You are going to be awesome big brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much to our friend, Paco, who let us stay at his house until 3am this morning in Madison. We are so blessed to have you as our friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until we arrive in a different continent and time zone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-1111806186730904571?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/1111806186730904571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=1111806186730904571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/1111806186730904571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/1111806186730904571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/12/time-together.html' title='Time Together'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-4125810740893933103</id><published>2011-12-05T22:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T22:22:52.724-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Bliss: Our Christmas Miracle</title><content type='html'>Brian likes to wake up many times during the night to check his e-mail to see if we received any news from the US Embassy. Lo and behold, this morning at 3am there was an e-mail stating that our "case" had been cleared.  What does this mean? Brian and I are traveling to Ethiopia to bring home our Kokeb! Of course we couldn't go back to bed. This day has been a little bit foggy and overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it has really set in completely yet. I still feel, after waiting for three years, that we have to continue to wait. It has been over 4 months since we have seen her. I can't imagine how she has changed. She will be 16 months on December 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be fooling myself if I thought the next week or months are going to be an easy transition. Everything will be new to her...being outside in the cold weather, the language, the people that surround her, the new sounds, the time change, the food. However, there are two things that I think will help her out tremendously: Eli and Mekebo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Brian and I prepare to leave for this exciting adventure, I am still reminded daily of how blessed we are. We are so blessed so be able to smother this little girl with kisses and to share our love. We are so blessed with so many wonderful friends and family. Yes, we did have to wait. Yes, I did have to work on my patience. Yes, there were days where I was frustrated (thank goodness for Brian who always helped to calm me down). Thanks to everyone who has continued to pray for Kokeb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I was beginning to pack suitcases (thanks Amanda for assisting; this girl thing is not something I am used to). I am so excited to be able to bring all of the donations that we have received! Everyone has been so generous and the boys and girls are going to love everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our Christmas miracle. This is the best gift that we could have received. Our Christmas cards will be late this year, but I promise it won't take three years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-4125810740893933103?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/4125810740893933103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=4125810740893933103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/4125810740893933103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/4125810740893933103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/12/pure-bliss-our-christmas-miracle.html' title='Pure Bliss: Our Christmas Miracle'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-6113523816912560583</id><published>2011-11-26T20:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T20:23:36.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Rejection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0tg_lrMaTBo/TtGevUqI0PI/AAAAAAAAAIA/UPCcjAGc23k/s1600/Kokeb%2527s%2BChristmas%2BDress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 105px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0tg_lrMaTBo/TtGevUqI0PI/AAAAAAAAAIA/UPCcjAGc23k/s400/Kokeb%2527s%2BChristmas%2BDress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679495140927394034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, this dress is our symbol of hope. Why? Read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick recap: On Wednesday (23rd) we found out that our paperwork had been resubmitted to the US Embassy in Addis. Thursday was Thanksgiving. Friday morning we received an e-mail requesting additional information/interview. So, we were not cleared to bring Kokeb home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't think the Embassy was open on Friday, so we were happy that we were rejected quickly. We are hoping that the interview will take place quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday night, Brian and I did most of our Christmas shopping online. Earlier in the week we had seen a dress that we fell in love with and thought would be perfect for Christmas for Koki. After finding out that it was sold out online, my friend Melissa picked it up for us on Black Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are hoping she will be able to wear it for Christmas...this year. We are keeping the faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-6113523816912560583?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/6113523816912560583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=6113523816912560583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/6113523816912560583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/6113523816912560583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/11/quick-rejection.html' title='Quick Rejection'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0tg_lrMaTBo/TtGevUqI0PI/AAAAAAAAAIA/UPCcjAGc23k/s72-c/Kokeb%2527s%2BChristmas%2BDress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-7518400819735468463</id><published>2011-11-23T22:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T22:57:18.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>I love Thanksgiving. I love to reflect on all of the things in my life that truly bring me joy. I am so blessed. Of course the things that bring me the most joy are my family and friends. Elijah and Mekebo make me laugh every day. I love being able to teach them every day. I love watching them learn new things. Brian is the most optimistic and supportive husband. I don't know what I would do without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My extended family, from my mother and father, to my sisters and brothers, and my grandmother, have been such a source of encouragement this past year. I have awesome friends who have been such good listeners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YAILdJDlOEo/Ts3LXo-_IKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/pI-9_0dnPKc/s1600/Koki%2BOcto%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YAILdJDlOEo/Ts3LXo-_IKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/pI-9_0dnPKc/s400/Koki%2BOcto%2B2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678418312183095458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture of Kokeb was taken last month. Many of you know that we started our second adoption journey more than 3 years ago. We met, and kissed, and loved on Kokeb this past July. About 2 months ago the US Embassy in Addis asked for additional paperwork in her case. The past two months have tried our patience, but I know that there is a reason for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the day before Thanksgiving, we received word that we were resubmitted to the US Embassy. They will review her paperwork and let us know (hopefully early next week) whether or not we are cleared to bring her home or if they need additional information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout our entire journey, God has placed other adoptive families in our lives to support us. For this we are grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow, as we sit down with our HUGE family, I will be thinking about all of the things that I am thankful for. And maybe, just maybe, next week we will have something really great to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-7518400819735468463?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/7518400819735468463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=7518400819735468463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/7518400819735468463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/7518400819735468463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YAILdJDlOEo/Ts3LXo-_IKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/pI-9_0dnPKc/s72-c/Koki%2BOcto%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-714174040127158327</id><published>2011-10-02T19:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T19:11:29.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Market/Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5cTHkXBIEYQ/Toj9JnkY3JI/AAAAAAAAAHI/esB-SVR3b0k/s1600/100_6932.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76XqCtWAmzw/Toj7oSiKd0I/AAAAAAAAAHA/GpB65dOESXs/s1600/100_6961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76XqCtWAmzw/Toj7oSiKd0I/AAAAAAAAAHA/GpB65dOESXs/s400/100_6961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659049601379497794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;October 1- Yesterday we celebrated Mekebo's 4th birthday. What an exciting day for him! I can't believe he is 4 years old. Every year on his birthday I think especially hard about his birth mother. What an amazing woman she is. And I also thank God for letting us be a part of his life. I can't imagine our lives without the spark that he adds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning we woke up really early so the boys could set up their stand at the Viroqua Farmer's Market. They sold birdhouse gourds, pumpkins, raspberries and okra. Elijah made the above sign and along side of it sat a picture of Kokeb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Market, Mekebo had a birthday party at the pool. It was a fun time and I have to say that his friends have to be the best kids ever. It was a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-14ARmDpdDSk/Toj7O5b-UyI/AAAAAAAAAG4/csmGeTZ7Co4/s1600/100B6822.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5cTHkXBIEYQ/Toj9JnkY3JI/AAAAAAAAAHI/esB-SVR3b0k/s1600/100_6932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5cTHkXBIEYQ/Toj9JnkY3JI/AAAAAAAAAHI/esB-SVR3b0k/s400/100_6932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659051273473285266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrXnbW6a3W0/Toj9T2RqyII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DpI9JikJbzE/s1600/100_6948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrXnbW6a3W0/Toj9T2RqyII/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DpI9JikJbzE/s400/100_6948.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659051449219991682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-714174040127158327?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/714174040127158327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=714174040127158327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/714174040127158327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/714174040127158327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/10/marketbirthday.html' title='Market/Birthday'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76XqCtWAmzw/Toj7oSiKd0I/AAAAAAAAAHA/GpB65dOESXs/s72-c/100_6961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-2168397084994609209</id><published>2011-09-26T22:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T22:28:28.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotions</title><content type='html'>Sad, mad, happy, blessed= all of the emotions that I felt, very strongly, all in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 4am last Monday and I woke up to Brian rubbing my back like he had something to tell me. He had just checked my e-mail (which had been very common for the past 3 weeks since we were submitted to the US Embassy and were waiting to receive news) and he informed me that the US Embassy was requesting more information and paperwork re: Kokeb. We were not cleared to bring her home at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sad. &lt;/span&gt;I started to cry and didn't stop until I got out of the shower at 8:30am. I am ready to hold her in my arms. Her brothers are constantly talking about when their sister is coming home. Isn't 3 years long enough? But, for some reason, now is not the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mad.&lt;/span&gt; After crying for so many hours, my tears were all dried up. I started to get mad at anyone involved in Kokeb's adoption especially regarding her paperwork. They have had 12 months to get her paperwork completed. Aghhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy. &lt;/span&gt;My friend, Jessica, with whom we met when we traveled with to Ethiopia in June, informed me that they were cleared to go and pick up their daughter. Their daughter is best friends with Kokeb. Jessica and Jason have been through a long adoption process and they are going to be wonderful parents. I can't wait for them to come home with their little princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blessed. &lt;/span&gt;The night before we received the e-mail from the Embassy, one of my friends from Madison called and asked if they could come up for the day. So, God knew what he was doing and placed some wonderful friends in my life on Monday to cheer me up and keep me optimistic. I am blessed to have great friends. I am blessed to have my family. I am blessed that this will be an ethical adoption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that God is orchestrating this from Above. I know there is a reason for all of this. I haven't felt this sad in a very long time, but I also haven't felt this blessed in a very long time. I pray that Kokeb is safe, is healthy, and is loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have no idea how much longer "this" road may be. But, then again, our whole life is one big adventure and the road never ends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-2168397084994609209?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/2168397084994609209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=2168397084994609209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/2168397084994609209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/2168397084994609209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/09/emotions.html' title='Emotions'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-5373562883931695759</id><published>2011-09-14T13:46:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T14:15:02.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Girl's Room: Evidence of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today as I was finishing up hanging the final flowers on Kokeb's wall, I was looking around and realizing that this room means so much to me. It is a room full of love. Although Kokeb will probably not sleep in this room for many many months (because she will, of course, be sleeping with her mom and dad), it is symbolic of the last three years. For three years we have been waiting to bring home our princess. For the past three years we have had family and friends who have been thinking about us and praying for Kokeb's arrival into our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some evidence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J0nBlGvjxKA/TnD28qLcnYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IA4oJID9-aE/s1600/100_6917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J0nBlGvjxKA/TnD28qLcnYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IA4oJID9-aE/s400/100_6917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652289054324858242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpdH-4F5Usc/TnD3grOZgeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/UhF1z0_dfVA/s1600/100_6922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QpdH-4F5Usc/TnD3grOZgeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/UhF1z0_dfVA/s400/100_6922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652289673080963554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sister Pam gave us the dresser and mirror. All I had to do was paint it to make it a little more feminine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79-F71CZ5UY/TnD3gecqkwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Dv0jY5wmCEg/s1600/100_6921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79-F71CZ5UY/TnD3gecqkwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/Dv0jY5wmCEg/s400/100_6921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652289669651141378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All I have to do is tell my friend Amanda that I am in need of something and she is sure to go digging for one. She is letting us borrow her car seat (don't worry, her kids still have car seats). I can't wait to get it all buckled in the van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Melissa gave us a soft purple-flowered blanket and a soft book. It is in Koki's crib...you just can't see it. She is so thoughtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r9nmCNC9It8/TnD3f8zWzEI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OQnwFM-Z7_M/s1600/100_6920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r9nmCNC9It8/TnD3f8zWzEI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OQnwFM-Z7_M/s400/100_6920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652289660619508802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dear friend Terri brought the pink bunny and carrot the day that we received our referral for Kokeb. It touched my heart and brought me such joy that someone would understand the excitement we had on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister-in-law Cathy and my niece, Haley , gave Kokeb the green "Scentsy" frog to go along with the Princess and the Frog doll that she has. I can't wait to put the scent in when she arrives home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H-37ifhwXbw/TnD3fVfhE_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/kldP2QCJ0M0/s1600/100_6919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H-37ifhwXbw/TnD3fVfhE_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/kldP2QCJ0M0/s400/100_6919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652289650067313650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was totally a Daddy's purchase for Kokeb's first birthday. Of course his little princess would want a doll house, right? It was a good deal at a second-hand store in Minnesota. We hope she will play with it when she gets older (and doesn't want to eat the furniture).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I have to put another plug in for Brian. He took out the windows in her room and just finished installing them. He did a great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OWxitcN-qz8/TnD3hZTZYHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bAL56K6Coeo/s1600/100_6923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OWxitcN-qz8/TnD3hZTZYHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/bAL56K6Coeo/s400/100_6923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652289685449957490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ikea. I was looking at this light for a year and decided that it had a place in Kokeb's room. Love it. It is totally girlie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J0nBlGvjxKA/TnD28qLcnYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IA4oJID9-aE/s1600/100_6917.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ObusqfFM7wk/TnD2z-JYkdI/AAAAAAAAAFs/m0gGz8pfjdQ/s1600/100_6916.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weO-b_DqYiM/TnD3oMT-T7I/AAAAAAAAAGs/uvsF6KFua5c/s1600/100_6924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-weO-b_DqYiM/TnD3oMT-T7I/AAAAAAAAAGs/uvsF6KFua5c/s400/100_6924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652289802221801394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the closet. Ahhh... Some days I just open the closet and peek in. I don't think I have had to purchase more than a couple of articles of clothing. My friend Terri totally hooked me up. My sister-in-law Kristina also handed me some of her daughter's clothes. And yesterday, my friend Ingrid gave me some of her darling daughter's clothes and shoes. I am set. She is going to be a beautiful little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, during the past month we have received a lot of donations to bring to the orphanage in Ethiopia. Thank you to Kelly, Melissa, Ingrid, my parents, the Bendels, Helen and the numerous others that have donated items and money for us to bring. It WILL make a difference in the life of a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 3 weeks today that we have been waiting to be "cleared" by the US Embassy in Ethiopia. It is usually a 2-3 week wait. There has been Labor Day and the Ethiopian New Year, so the holidays have slowed it down. We hope that we receive news  soon about our travel date.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all of your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-5373562883931695759?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/5373562883931695759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=5373562883931695759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/5373562883931695759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/5373562883931695759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/09/little-girls-room-evidence-of-love.html' title='A Little Girl&apos;s Room: Evidence of Love'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J0nBlGvjxKA/TnD28qLcnYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/IA4oJID9-aE/s72-c/100_6917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-3285276557413140959</id><published>2011-08-24T23:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T23:50:49.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Submitted to Embassy</title><content type='html'>I am sure by now all of our friends and family are sick of hearing about EACH little step we make in our adoption process. So, thank you to all of you who have to listen to me talk on and on about it...it really does help me stay sane. Thank you for not acting annoyed, but rather supporting us every step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we were submitted to the US Embassy. What does this mean? It means that although the Ethiopian Government has deemed us parents of Kokeb, the US Embassy has to approve her paperwork and make sure her birth story is ethical. It is a good thing. Although we have to wait, it is a good thing. So, over the next few weeks they will look through Kokeb's paperwork, including her passport. They will then decide if we need further paperwork or if we are "cleared".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the point we are "cleared" we will then receive our embassy date. This is the date that we have to appear at the US Embassy with Kokeb. This is usually 2 weeks after being "cleared".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there is a possibility that we will travel to Ethiopia in September. I am trying to stay optimistic. I dream about seeing Koki again. I dream about her first real smile and running my hands through her hair. I dream about bringing her home and having her see her best friend face-to-face, Bereket, who will live 2 hours away. Thank you for today God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-3285276557413140959?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/3285276557413140959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=3285276557413140959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/3285276557413140959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/3285276557413140959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/08/submitted-to-embassy.html' title='Submitted to Embassy'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-3399741931024738748</id><published>2011-08-22T22:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T14:05:18.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Today is Koki's 1st birthday. Oh how I wish we were together to celebrate. Oh how I wish we could have sang Happy Birthday to her so she could hear (we did sing to her, but somehow I don't think she heard us some 7000 miles away).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something about a 1st birthday. The first taste of cake, learning how to rip open the wrapping and the hope and anticipation of what the next year will bring. Today we didn't get to watch Koki lick the frosting or open her gifts, but I AM filled with hope and anticipation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tonight as I go to bed, I am going to hold on the hope and anticipation of the next year...of the next month. I am going to pray that soon we find out we are submitted to the US Embassy. Thanks also to my friend Jess who today gave me support and a full glass of optimism. Thanks also to my friend Kelly who sent me a box of clothes to donate to the orphanage in Africa. God is great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-3399741931024738748?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/3399741931024738748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=3399741931024738748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/3399741931024738748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/3399741931024738748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-3120498803389853904</id><published>2011-07-26T17:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T17:33:19.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>O Happy Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7LQ2s1HPwA/Ti8-FvQyYsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/EKZIyoyTIY4/s1600/Kokeb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7LQ2s1HPwA/Ti8-FvQyYsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/EKZIyoyTIY4/s400/Kokeb1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633789927170925250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am proud and (beyond) happy to announce our daughter, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kokeb Marcia Anderson&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Today we passed court in Ethiopia. Yes, we were in Ethiopia for our court appointment on June 30. However, the judge was missing a letter from the Ministry of Womens, Childrens, and Youth Affairs. Today we were told that the letter was received. Now we are considered the legal parents of Kokeb in Ethiopia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day we pray for our daughter. Every day we wish she was home with us and not half-way across the world. Last night was my breaking point and God heard me. I feel like I have been pretty patient over the past 2 1/2 years, but now I am starting to get a little anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kokeb means "star". She is our star. Elijah and Mekebo love her already and they haven't even met her. Marcia (the "i" is supposed to have an accent over it) is after my mother. She has been so wonderful through each of our adoption processes. She even went with us to Ethiopia to see Kokeb in June. We are so thankful for wonderful, supportive parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is next? We have to do some more waiting. We need to receive her birth certificate, visa and a US Embassy date. The time will seem long without her. To keep our time occupied Brian is going to Canada, the boys and I are going to Kansas to visit my brother, we are remodeling some of our kitchen, and we are reading books on attachment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all of your prayers. Please don't stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-3120498803389853904?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/3120498803389853904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=3120498803389853904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/3120498803389853904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/3120498803389853904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-happy-day.html' title='O Happy Day!'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7LQ2s1HPwA/Ti8-FvQyYsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/EKZIyoyTIY4/s72-c/Kokeb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-8108048306957008188</id><published>2011-07-01T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T12:26:19.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Court Decision.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote type="cite" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am writing this on Friday night in Ethiopia. Tomorrow we depart Bole Airport at 11pm. I can’t believe how fast the week went…how many things we did in one week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday we had court and were presented in front of the Ethiopian judge. We went into the room in groups of 3 families. And the verdict… no MOWA letter. Yes, I cried. None of the six families passed. So, I was really bummed, but our CHSFS representative said that he was going to talk to MOWA. So, now we wait to hear when we get our letter for the rest of the paperwork to proceed. Thank you for your prayers; please continue to pray that we will receive our letter soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We transferred yesterday afternoon from the CHSFS guesthouse to the Ethio Comfort Guest House. We are definitely in middle class Ethiopia here. The shops and restaurants are much more Americanized.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today (Friday) we spent 6.5 hours with our little girl at the Helawi Foundation in Addis. She was a little warmer towards us. I tried to feed her but she wanted none of that. She preferred Brian over me. She is going to be his little princess. I can’t wait to post pictures once we pass court! We tried to figure out what size she wears…the onesie she was wearing was newborn size and her pants were 4T. So, figure that one out! She showed us how she crawls. She also was talking to the nannies today. We were able to sit outside with her for about 10 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eli and Mekebo, you are going to be able to make your little sister laugh and smile better than Mom and Dad I think. We can’t wait for you to hug and kiss her. She is going to be perfect in our family. We have waited so long for her to be a part of our family! We will see you in 2 days. Please remember that your little sister will not be with us. Next time…Have fun with Uncle Matt and Aunt Cathy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-8108048306957008188?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/8108048306957008188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=8108048306957008188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8108048306957008188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8108048306957008188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/07/court-decision.html' title='Court Decision.'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-1759937497611209807</id><published>2011-06-29T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T16:02:07.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-1759937497611209807?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/1759937497611209807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=1759937497611209807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/1759937497611209807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/1759937497611209807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-1932398811934025599</id><published>2011-06-29T08:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T08:14:16.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YES!  An update.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote type="cite" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;Today is Wednesday and the first day that we have been able to check e-mail. It will be a short message, but we want to let everyone know a little bit about our time here. Our hearts are filled with love today. On Sunday we met Mekebo's birthmother. Mekebo, I want you know know that your birthmother is amazing. You are so much like her. She wants to see you. She wants you to know that she loves you. You have 2 families that love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then our little girl...she is perfect. She has not warmed up to us yet, but hopefully some day she will love us. We spent about 5 hours with her on Monday. She cried a lot. She loves her nannies. The Director of the orphanage told us that he would like us to come back later this week to spend time with her so we will spend Friday with her. He thinks it will help her transition a little better. We can't wait to see her again. I can't imagine leaving her here but we know she is loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we were able to visit the government run orphanage in Addis. Wow, we are blessed that she is in a private orphanage. Friends and families, be prepared for me to ask for donations. The next time we come back we want to bring many donations to this orphanage. The conditions are devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for us. Tomorrow is our court date and we really want to pass. Tomorrow we will transfer to a new guesthouse near the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli and Mu- we miss you dearly and we can't wait for you to meet your new sister. She will love you. She is beautiful. Her hair is curly and her eyelashes are amazing. She is wearing 6-9 month clothes now. We hope you are having a great time with Uncle Matt and Aunt Cath and Noah and Haley. We will see you on Sunday. I hope you are being good and listening well. Mekebo, we can't wait to show you pictures of your birthmother. She is about 5'0''. Love and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-1932398811934025599?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/1932398811934025599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=1932398811934025599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/1932398811934025599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/1932398811934025599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/06/yes-update.html' title='YES!  An update.......'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-469985049372006812</id><published>2011-06-24T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T10:17:10.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And we are OFF!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zh1q9cyYkZY/TgSqd8dNeaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Sjk7ZuJS9h4/s1600/100_6678-730926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zh1q9cyYkZY/TgSqd8dNeaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Sjk7ZuJS9h4/s320/100_6678-730926.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621805666286795170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-REldOizwb4E/TgSqeD7jhhI/AAAAAAAAAEE/NUyzCAAFUIY/s1600/100_6679-732308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-REldOizwb4E/TgSqeD7jhhI/AAAAAAAAAEE/NUyzCAAFUIY/s320/100_6679-732308.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621805668293117458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OCkE42MMVEw/TgSqes3dg7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/ebA137Z2Ar8/s1600/100_6683-734044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OCkE42MMVEw/TgSqes3dg7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/ebA137Z2Ar8/s320/100_6683-734044.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621805679281800114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4hiA-jR_cw/TgSqe8Ko1-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/4OCeK4P1HD0/s1600/100_6684-735256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4hiA-jR_cw/TgSqe8Ko1-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/4OCeK4P1HD0/s320/100_6684-735256.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621805683388766178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir='ltr'&gt; Viroqua to Madison. Check. (A big thank you to Erin for taking the boys! Also, Molly Kramer rocks for driving us to the airport!)&lt;div&gt;Madison to Chicago. Check.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chicago to Dulles. Check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dulles to Addis...about to board the plane for the 12 hour ride.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so excited to see what the next 9 days are going to bring. Emotions are going to fly. We arrive in Addis on Saturday at 0745 (they are 8 hours ahead of Wisconsin).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will continue to update. They are now calling for us to board.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eli and Mu- we love you SO much and can't wait to see you soon! Kisses! Hugs! We will give you sister kisses for you!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; 		 	   		  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-469985049372006812?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/469985049372006812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=469985049372006812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/469985049372006812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/469985049372006812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/06/and-we-are-off.html' title='And we are OFF!!!'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zh1q9cyYkZY/TgSqd8dNeaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Sjk7ZuJS9h4/s72-c/100_6678-730926.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-5862767847293742839</id><published>2011-06-22T21:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T21:24:19.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Test Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi, it's Amanda!&lt;/div&gt;Just stopping by to test a posting.  I will be posting information for Jill, Brian and Glenda while they are on their VERY exciting trip.  Prayers for a safe and wonderful trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-5862767847293742839?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/5862767847293742839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=5862767847293742839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/5862767847293742839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/5862767847293742839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/06/test-run.html' title='Test Run'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-1543790422063832058</id><published>2011-06-22T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T15:02:09.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here We Go</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the day. We are in the midst of a crazy house. Suitcases  &lt;br&gt;are setting everywhere. Adoption papers are being searched for. I am  &lt;br&gt;tired but I can&amp;#39;t sleep.&lt;p&gt;This has been a great week; my sister-in-law, Erin, and my nephews  &lt;br&gt;Ryland and Cael have been here this week. The boys have had a blast  &lt;br&gt;playing baseball in the rain, sliding down the redneck slip-n-slide  &lt;br&gt;and eating by the bonfire. Tomorrow Erin will trek from Readstown to  &lt;br&gt;Madison with four boys...may God be with her!&lt;p&gt;Thank you to Erin for watching our boys tomorrow. Thank you to Matt  &lt;br&gt;and Cathy for watching the boys for 10 days! I know that I will miss  &lt;br&gt;the boys more than they will miss me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-1543790422063832058?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/1543790422063832058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=1543790422063832058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/1543790422063832058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/1543790422063832058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/06/here-we-go.html' title='Here We Go'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-8157996120426548872</id><published>2011-06-13T23:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T23:25:42.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SOCIAL REPORT</title><content type='html'>FINALLY! Today we received our litte "star's" social report. 14 pages of pure bliss. 14 pages to make this momma really really anxious to travel to Ethiopia to see one ADORABLE little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to show the pictures after we pass court! She has unbelievable hair- corkscrew curls all over her perfectly round head. Tiny little legs with no fat rolls to be seen. Eyes that twinkle. And a smile that lights up a room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In two weeks from today we will be able to see her. I can't wait. I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-8157996120426548872?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/8157996120426548872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=8157996120426548872' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8157996120426548872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8157996120426548872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/06/social-report.html' title='SOCIAL REPORT'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-3677522253743102083</id><published>2011-06-04T23:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T23:15:12.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bOv0eIGrvAo/TesAhBlYyOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/on-Y9x5QMv0/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614581927808387298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bOv0eIGrvAo/TesAhBlYyOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/on-Y9x5QMv0/s400/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a typical Mekebo look...complete with the squinting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1fJAE0W0LFg/TesAg0Vlo5I/AAAAAAAAADs/2oiKEzomssA/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614581924252459922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1fJAE0W0LFg/TesAg0Vlo5I/AAAAAAAAADs/2oiKEzomssA/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Eli, aka our little tree climber. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EFHXqMZrUCk/TesAgYskUyI/AAAAAAAAADk/esBlo2KK738/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614581916832650018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EFHXqMZrUCk/TesAgYskUyI/AAAAAAAAADk/esBlo2KK738/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture concluded with them wrestling in the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YwShKF1RWsI/TesAf9Mj-jI/AAAAAAAAADc/NStjd4rIxdw/s1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614581909450652210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YwShKF1RWsI/TesAf9Mj-jI/AAAAAAAAADc/NStjd4rIxdw/s400/17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys took the chance to put us in choke holds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is June. I can't believe how the time is flying. Summers seem to go so fast. The boys get older and each summer has its own fun. Elijah will be doing baseball. Mekebo will be doing a combination class of football, baseball, golf, etc. And they will both be doing swimming lessons in August. We are going to continue homeschooling during the summer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These family pictures were taken by my friend, Jody Bendel. She did a great job capturing our family. It always helps when you have a friend taking the pictures because they know the personalities of your children. Eli hams it up. Mekebo wants no part in pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week we received an update of Kokeb...she is 16.5 pounds now! She seems to be growing well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are counting down the days until we travel. YAY! Matt and Cathy are going to watch the boys on this first trip. We are so lucky that they can hang out with them. Noah and Haley have been here this week and we have had a blast. We are blessed to have such wonderful, and silly, family members! Haley even said she would teach Eli while we are gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for everyone's prayers. I know God is listening! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-3677522253743102083?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/3677522253743102083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=3677522253743102083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/3677522253743102083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/3677522253743102083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/06/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bOv0eIGrvAo/TesAhBlYyOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/on-Y9x5QMv0/s72-c/14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-6060654567136415705</id><published>2011-05-26T15:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T15:49:48.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Court Date!</title><content type='html'>So, it was Tuesday, June 24. I was in the basement doing laundry when I heard Brian screaming from his office, "We got a court date! We got a court date!". Immediately I didn't get it. I had imagined a call from our CHSFS social worker with such important information... Anyway, I ran into Brian's office- jumping the whole way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, we were granted a court date of June 30, 2011. The boys heard me screaming and immediatly came to see what was going on. I love these instances of PURE joy. How often do we scream and dance and shout because of happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think and dream about my darling little girl. She is 9 months old now. What will she be like? Will she cry when we hold her? What one thing can we bring her that will encapsulate our love (we are allowed to bring one thing for her on our first trip)? Nothing will measure up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I am wishing that I didn't procrastinate about many things. June is going to be SO busy. We have to go to Madison to get our vaccince updates. My two nieces graduate. We are going with Brian to Minneapolis for a short get-away. My niece and nephew are staying in Viroqua for a week. My sister-in-law Erin is coming for a week. I love summer! We are so blessed to have wonderful family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has also had its sad point. One of my dearest friends called with devestating news. What can I do? What will help? I feel helpless. But, I can pray. And I have been praying constantly. Life is hard. God never said it would be easy. He has a plan for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to post a picture of our little girl and introduce her! Praying we pass court...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-6060654567136415705?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/6060654567136415705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=6060654567136415705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/6060654567136415705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/6060654567136415705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/05/court-date.html' title='Court Date!'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-6893324537646708244</id><published>2011-05-08T22:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T22:20:50.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Mother's Day! Today I am celebrating the wonderful lives of my mother, Glenda Kanis, and my grandmother, Marie Bosman. Each of them have helped mold me into who I am today. My mom has shown me to be selfless and to be independent. My grandmother has shown me patience and perserverence. What great mothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we were able to attend a wonderful church in Monroe, WI. It was a wonderful service and we were able to light a candle for our little lady in Ethiopia. I can't wait to bring our little "star" home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day always holds many emotions for me. I share this day with the birth mothers of "our" children. Mekebo has two mothers. I have had dreams about spending days with his birth mother. My dream would be for Mu to truly feel loved by his birth mother and his adoptive mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I think about my children's birth mothers. I used to be scared of the idea of an "open adoption" but now I dream about the possibility of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding our current adoption: we are officially submitted to court and are waiting for our court date. I am praying for a miracle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-6893324537646708244?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/6893324537646708244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=6893324537646708244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/6893324537646708244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/6893324537646708244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-2687637094592689024</id><published>2011-05-02T22:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T22:38:28.401-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Submitted to Court</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Today we received word that our papers are officially submitted to the Ethiopian Court. So, now we wait for our court date (1st travel). Our little darling is 8 months now. She is 14.7 pounds. I can't wait to hold her and kiss her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This past weekend Eli and I were able to watch my nephew run in his first half-marathon. It was so much fun to cheer him on throughout the course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We also got to spend time with baby Macy. Eli and Mu love her so much. They try to make her laugh. They hold her. They helped give her a tubby. I can't wait to see them with a sister. They are going to be great brothers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-2687637094592689024?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/2687637094592689024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=2687637094592689024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/2687637094592689024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/2687637094592689024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/05/submitted-to-court.html' title='Submitted to Court'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-1598555975808916734</id><published>2011-04-10T21:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:46:09.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming</title><content type='html'>It has been difficult sleeping. At first I couldn't fall asleep because all that I could think about was our little lady half way across the world. Now falling asleep has been easier, but if I wake up in the middle of the night I find myself staring at the stars and dreaming about the day we get to hug her, kiss her, hold her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pray constantly for her health, her safety, for the people taking care of her. What else can we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paperwork has been keeping us busy. We are updating our dossier which will be needed for our court date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli and Mu had a discussion about her name. Eli wanted Rosa. Mu wanted Flowerbush. So, her alias for now will be Rosa Flowerbush. It makes me laugh every time. Her true name is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been keeping busy with craft projects. Found fabric to make dresses, cute sweater pattern to knit. It is so weird to actually do craft projects for my children. It is usually other people that I do projects for. But, it is going to be so fun seeing her wearing these clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have some pretty awesome family and friends. They listen to us babble on about a child that we have never met. They act interested...thank you! You will never know how much it helps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-1598555975808916734?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/1598555975808916734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=1598555975808916734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/1598555975808916734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/1598555975808916734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/04/dreaming.html' title='Dreaming'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-3360446823578632647</id><published>2011-04-02T21:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T21:34:24.654-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the last year and a half...</title><content type='html'>Where has the last year and a half gone? I laugh when I read the last posting I made. There has been so many changes and some things haven't changed a bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still having the time of our lives with our two boys. Elijah is 5-years-old and Mekebo is 3-years-old. They play together all day long and it is rare for them to be a part. Eli loves to draw and play baseball. Mushi just likes to do whatever his big brother does. Mu tickles my heart everyday with the comments and physical expressions he gives me. In a nutshell, we are blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adoption wait for our little girl was getting long, but we were doing pretty well being patient. It helps knowing that God is in control. In regards to adoption, Ethiopia was having some unethical adoptions, so the government is looking into each case more extensively. Knowing that the ethics are being improved makes it worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on March 31, we received a referral for a 7-month old little girl. Brian was driving to Nebraska for work, and I was at home with the boys. We got the call from our social worker from CHSFS. I have been dreaming about this moment for 27 months! I was sad that I couldn't be in the same room with Brian when we got the news, but we were able to do a 3-way-call. It took all but 2 hours to accept the referral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could share her beautiful picture, but we will have to pass court before that happens. All I can say is that she is GORGEOUS! Now at night I lay awake thinking about her and praying that the nannies are taking good care of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey continues. We don't know when we will travel for court (trip #1), but they estimate 12-20 weeks. After we return from our court trip, we will have more waiting to do. We then will wait to hear about our Embassy Date (trip #2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do while we wait? I think I will make some cute dresses and knit some pink sweaters. That should pass the time, right? I am going to read some books on attachment. Bringing home our sweet daughter at an older age will be different than bringing home Mekebo at 5-months old. I am going to finish painting her room (why? especially since she will be sleeping with us for a long while). I may have to start investing in lavender to put on my pillow so I sleep better at night and don't stay up the whole night thinking about her. I am going to run some races. I am going to work more so I don't have to work as much when she comes home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I guarded? A little. But it is SO hard to be guarded. I just want to love her with everything I am, but I don't want to be crushed if something happens. I am blessed to have a family that supports us. If something does happen, they would be there to support us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding my sister and her husband, Brian: they adopted a beautiful princess domestically. She is a wonderful addition to their family! And her three brothers adore her. She is a blessing to our family because she will be great friends with our new little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today we worked on our Acceptance Paperwork. Bring followed the FedEx truck around town until he stopped and asked how much it was to send something overnight. After the mad driving, we decided to wait to send it in until Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for our little girl. Thank you God for her birth family and her birth country.  Thank you God for our family that supports us. And to the nannies that are taking care of her, thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-3360446823578632647?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/3360446823578632647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=3360446823578632647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/3360446823578632647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/3360446823578632647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2011/04/over-last-year-and-half.html' title='Over the last year and a half...'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-963569725328711912</id><published>2009-07-11T13:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T14:12:20.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WANTED: A LITTLE MORE ESTROGEN</title><content type='html'>The last year has been &lt;strong&gt;wonderful&lt;/strong&gt;! In a nutshell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;we brought home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mekebo&lt;/span&gt; in March 2008,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;moved from Madison in June 2008, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lived with my parents for a month and a half, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and then moved again into a house in small-town USA in August 2008. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a nice transition especially since I didn't have to punch in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;time card&lt;/span&gt; every day. Oh...the life of the unemployed! However, I slowly came to the realization that a little time away from home would keep my brain from losing all of its matter (I tend to lose it if I don't use it). So, in May of 2009 I went back to work? I pose that as a question because I don't really know if I should call it work. I am working in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LaCrosse&lt;/span&gt; (about 45 minutes away) at Express Care as a Nurse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Practitioner&lt;/span&gt;. I see patients with minor illnesses: sore throats, ear infections, rashes, etc. Now the kicker... I get to choose when I work. Some months I could work 8-10 shifts and some I could choose to work 1 shift. It is a great gig for a mom like me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now on to the joys of my life: my three boys. Brian is working from home and it is such a blessing for our family. Even though we don't see him much during the day it is nice to have him home. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Elijah (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mekebo&lt;/span&gt; calls him "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wahwee&lt;/span&gt;") is 3 years old. He is such a fun guy. He can be the sweetest boy and the craziest boy. In June 2009 he was doing 360 jumps off of our fireplace and cut open his head. Eight stitches later he has forever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;souvenir on his forehead. Eli is in swimming lessons and Park and Rec this summer. It takes him a while to acclimate to new kids (that is saying it nice), but he is working on it. He just got his first "real bat" and he loves playing baseball. Mekebo and Eli are best buddies. I can't imagine what they would do without each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Mekebo is starting to vocalize his dislikes with "No, I don't want to" and his likes with "Moree". We are working on the pleases and thank yous. When I shaved his hair for summertime he just stared at the beautiful curls lying on the floor and looked at me and said "What's that"? He is obsessed with Papa's tractors and screams when he doesn't get a ride. His hypertension is under control with daily medications. God sure knew what he was doing when he placed Mekebo into our family...I can't imagine life without him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL WE NEED IS A LITTLE MORE ESTROGEN&lt;/strong&gt;- We have been officially waiting for our little baby girl since December 27, 2008. We are going through the same agency as we did with Mekebo: Children's Home Society and Family Services in Minneapolis. The wait is said to be 14-18 months until referral. The whole adoption process will probably take twice as long as it did with Mekebo. God has blessed us with patience and I feel at peace with the wait. Of course we are planning on new sleeping arrangements and a new vehicle (why can't the Corolla fit 3 car seats in the back?). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;We are also SO excited because my sister, Pam, and her husband, Brian, have also made the decision to adopt a little girl from Ethiopia. It will so much fun to watch all of the kids grow up together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-963569725328711912?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/963569725328711912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=963569725328711912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/963569725328711912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/963569725328711912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2009/07/wanted-little-more-estrogen.html' title='WANTED: A LITTLE MORE ESTROGEN'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-8367087506002702080</id><published>2008-11-04T14:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:50:08.165-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/SRCzyNRkR1I/AAAAAAAAACA/Pwor3kGe2A4/s1600-h/100_3184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264905639534282578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/SRCzyNRkR1I/AAAAAAAAACA/Pwor3kGe2A4/s400/100_3184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a long time since we last posted. We finally closed on our new home on August 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  We are lucky that the house fell through.  The new house was where we were meant to be.  We are in the process of starting the adoption process again.  I cannot wait to get back to Ethiopia.  Jill, Eli, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mamush&lt;/span&gt; are doing great.  Jill loves being a stay at home mom, while the boys like to be stay at home children.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Viroqua&lt;/span&gt; is a change, but it is a change for the better.  I get to work from home, and get to give the family a quick smooch during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;break times&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Until next time....Brian &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-8367087506002702080?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/8367087506002702080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=8367087506002702080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8367087506002702080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8367087506002702080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-home.html' title='New Home'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/SRCzyNRkR1I/AAAAAAAAACA/Pwor3kGe2A4/s72-c/100_3184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-1480545935924470503</id><published>2008-07-25T08:50:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T09:49:19.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We sold our home in Cottage Grove...but the house at S3753 Woodland Rd in Viroqua is a different story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_abj12jcduaY/SInb8EKfDaI/AAAAAAAAABo/vciV8IydYnQ/s1600-h/DSCN2783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226950667496525218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_abj12jcduaY/SInb8EKfDaI/AAAAAAAAABo/vciV8IydYnQ/s400/DSCN2783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_abj12jcduaY/SInbuJtfV5I/AAAAAAAAABg/NtE-D4HQE-E/s1600-h/DSCN2784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226950428467353490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_abj12jcduaY/SInbuJtfV5I/AAAAAAAAABg/NtE-D4HQE-E/s400/DSCN2784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good morning everyone. Jill and I successfully closed on our property on 4435 Baxter Rd in Cottage Grove on July 1st. The attempted closing of our "new" property on July 1st at S3754 Woodland Rd in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Viroqua&lt;/span&gt; was a different story. During the final &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;walk through&lt;/span&gt; we encountered mold, and wet carpeting in my new office.  To make a long story short, the relocation company who currently owns the property (that has been vacant for close to 10 months) decided to pull out of the transaction, which obviously slightly irritated since it appears they walked away from a binding agreement, which gives a number of legal options to reclaim expenses that we lost with the property.  The entire offer process with the company was unprofessional/quite trying;  1.  Less than a week (5-days I think) notice for closing (after I contacted them directly to get a time/date), 2.  Water/mold issue (saturated carpet/mold that sat unattended for a month and a half),  3.  Company dealing with mold (they do not have a good understanding as to the scale of the damage (more than one location in the basement, haven't removed based boards in some locations, nor addressed saturation in some locations even though they supposedly "started").  4.  Broken inoperable furnace (required new part to work).  5.  Rotten window/more mold?  6.  No timeline to address issues, nor do I feel that the issue will be handled correctly.  The whole process has been full of incompetence.  When buying a house, it should not be this difficult, especially who you are supposedly dealing with companies that are suppose to specialize in the process.    As you can see we have moved forward and are currently in the process of acquiring another property.  In the meantime, we have been "homeless" for the last 25 day, and have been shuffling between family and friends in Madison, Lake Mills, and V-Town.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till we talk again.  The next post will have some new pics of Mekebo, and the new house.      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-1480545935924470503?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/1480545935924470503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=1480545935924470503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/1480545935924470503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/1480545935924470503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-sold-our-home-in-cottage-grovebut.html' title='We sold our home in Cottage Grove...but the house at S3753 Woodland Rd in Viroqua is a different story'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_abj12jcduaY/SInb8EKfDaI/AAAAAAAAABo/vciV8IydYnQ/s72-c/DSCN2783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-8156893676812699177</id><published>2008-03-25T08:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T09:13:14.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are home...</title><content type='html'>Good morning from windy Wisconsin.  The weather is quite different than what we encountered in Ethiopia (80-90 each day without a cloud in the sky). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it back home on Friday evening around 7pm.  The airlines tried to make it as hard as possible to get home, but surprisingly we were only an hour late from our scheduled itinerary.  It was an amazing journey.  Words cannot express what we experienced, and the emotions that we felt while in Ethiopia.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I thought that I would write a quick little blog personally thanking all those individuals who provided the donations that we were able to take to Ethiopia.  We have amazing friends and family.  A special thank you goes out to our Church Family at New Life Church, as well as Kevin at Door Creek Pharmacy.  The donations that we recieved will make a dramatic difference.  We were able to bring over 150 lbs of donations to Ethiopia.  The donations were given to the CHSFS (our agency) care center, as well as AHOPE, an AIDS orphanage in Addis Ababa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethiopia is an amazing place.  The people are proud even though poverty is obvious, and it is amazing how many warm smiles and God Bless you's one encounters while on the streets.  We are truly priviliged to bring back a part of Ethiopia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-8156893676812699177?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/8156893676812699177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=8156893676812699177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8156893676812699177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8156893676812699177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-are-home.html' title='We are home...'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-6240205925609152837</id><published>2008-03-17T14:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T14:35:31.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/R97H-TYNKxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I48LvABgqoM/s1600-h/100_3530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/R97H-TYNKxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I48LvABgqoM/s400/100_3530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178796494690265874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/R97H1jYNKwI/AAAAAAAAABI/RTYpHaetKto/s1600-h/100_3503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/R97H1jYNKwI/AAAAAAAAABI/RTYpHaetKto/s400/100_3503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178796344366410498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-6240205925609152837?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/6240205925609152837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=6240205925609152837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/6240205925609152837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/6240205925609152837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/R97H-TYNKxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I48LvABgqoM/s72-c/100_3530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-2916462026547062020</id><published>2008-03-16T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T14:30:46.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday March 16th, 2008</title><content type='html'>Hi all! Happy Palm Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we were up at 4am in order to travel to a city in southern Ethiopia called Hosanna. Today is the day that we were to meet Mekebo's birth family. Unfortunately, his birth family did not show up and we did not get to meet them. I know that there is a reason for this, but it has been hard for me to understand since I have been dreaming about this day for a long time. We were able to leave a picture of Mekebo and our family along with a letter written by us for his birth family. I cannot begin to fathom the love that they have for Mamush and the most difficult decision adoption has been for them. I pray for his birth family every night. They have given us the greatest gift...Mamush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, in the morning, we get to bring Mamush to the Guest House that we are staying at. Starting on Tuesday we will get to keep him in our care for good! I am a little nervous since I have not fed or changed him yet. I forget what to do with little babies! Hopefully we will get to post some pictures tomorrow. We have not had the opportunity to post any pictures of Mamush because photographs are forbidden at the Care Center where he is at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are doing well. We continue to love the Ethiopian culture more and more each day. It is AMAZING! God bless...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-2916462026547062020?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/2916462026547062020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=2916462026547062020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/2916462026547062020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/2916462026547062020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2008/03/sunday-march-16th-2008.html' title='Sunday March 16th, 2008'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-2533735969425375423</id><published>2008-03-15T16:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T16:35:58.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;"Well, where do we begin? As many of you know, our trip to Ethiopia to bring home our son, Mekebo James, has seemed like a long wait. Our paperwork was completed in May of 2007, we received the referral for Mekebo December 27, 2007, and we began our travel to Ethiopia on Saturday, March 8, 2008. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Our trip so far has been divided into two different parts: visiting the southern area (the country) of Ethiopia where Mekebo is from and meeting him/getting to know him at the orphanage (they call it the Care Center). The orphanage is located in the capital of Ethiopia, Addis Ababa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;We arrived to Ethiopia last Sunday evening after a day and a half of traveling from Madison, Wisconsin to Ethiopia. The time in Ethiopia is seven hours ahead of Wisconsin time, but we didn’t seem to have a hard time adjusting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;From Monday morning until Thursday evening we had a wonderful time touring the southern region of Ethiopia. The farthest south we made it was halfway between Addis (which is in the center of Ethiopia) and the Kenyan border. We had our own driver and tour guide for these four days. It was great because we could ask as many (stupid) questions as we wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;The southern region is home to the poorest people of Ethiopia. But the people are definitely not poor in spirit! Ethiopian people are very kind and are very generous with what they have. The culture is amazing here…children are looked over by everyone. Children run in the street with no danger of being stolen. Ethiopian people are very hard working. Even toddlers carry heavy loads on their back or herd animals. The land and roads are shared evenly between animals and people (animals are their livelihood). They make amazing food with the resources they have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Of course we did some tourist things…we toured through a wildlife park and saw lots of zebra, gazelle, birds (the colors are amazing), baboons, ostrich, and many other unique animals to this region of the world. We saw a lot of lakes (which are used for fishing and bathing) and also a hot spring (Brian burnt his finger…the children gasped as he put his finger in it). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Many of the places we stayed had wildlife outside our doors. Baboons and other monkeys were everywhere! I know that many people in the states think that mosquito nets over their beds are pretty cool looking, but we used them for necessity. Good thing for the malaria medication! I could write a novel about our time in the southern region, but I will continue on with our trip….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;AND FOR THE BEST…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Friday morning (yesterday) we met Mamush. Most of you know that his birth name is Mamush Mekebo, but we will be changing his name to Mekebo James Anderson. The nannies call him Mamush with such a loving tone. They truly love him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Meeting him for the first time was surreal. He is perfect in every way! He has long curly black hair, big plump lips, and eye lashes that you can get lost in. He has little legs with one roll at his thighs. He is 5 ½ months old now and not quite 12 pounds. The doctor told us today that he is in the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; percentile for weight. He is our little peanut. He does have chronic ear infections and yesterday we noticed he started getting pink eye (this morning I woke up with a slightly matted eye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;He is a cuddly baby! He will just snuggle up to you and fall asleep. We heard him cry for the first time this morning. We have been able to spend about 2-4 hours with him each day. On Tuesday he gets to start staying with us at the Guest House. I know that Eli will just love him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Tomorrow we get to travel to hopefully meet some members of his birth family. That will be an emotionally draining day! On Tuesday we will be going to the Embassy to get his visa. Then on Thursday we will be leaving at 10:15pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Mom and Brian are doing well. This has been a great adventure for us and one that we will cherish forever. Thank you to Dan, Sheila, Jacob, Kaitlyn, and G-man for watching Eli. Thank you to Roy for bringing Eli to Lake Mills. I am sure he enjoys time with his papa. Thank you to Matt, Cathy, Noah and Haley for watching Eli this coming week. You are all truly a God send…without you we would not be able to feel comfortable being here. Please give my Ya-Ya a big hug and kiss and let him know that mommy and daddy will be home from Epeopea (that made my day Sheila) soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Sorry we have not been able to post much on our blog…I guess the Ethiopian government has some restrictions with blogs. So thank you to Kara for posting this for us. Please keep us in your prayers. We can’t wait to see you all soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Love, Jill"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-2533735969425375423?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/2533735969425375423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=2533735969425375423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/2533735969425375423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/2533735969425375423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-update.html' title='A little update'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-4032988357037987824</id><published>2008-03-07T21:42:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T21:51:22.080-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/R9IL4zYNKvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/tZ8Ke0FMelU/s1600-h/Mamush+March.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175211992294435570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/R9IL4zYNKvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/tZ8Ke0FMelU/s320/Mamush+March.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Friday night! My mom and Brian are packing and I am writing...it is going to be a long night. We received a long update on Mekebo today along with about ten new pics. He weighs almost 12 pounds. They say he is a playful boy with a great personality...we can't wait to bring him home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I dropped off Eli today so that he can hang out with his Aunt Sheila, Uncle Dan, and cousins Jacob, Kaitlyn &amp;amp; G-man. Thank you SO much! Please give him lots of hugs and kisses from us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So, off we go. We leave in the morning via O'Hare, Washington DC, Rome and then arrive Addis on Sunday night. Roy, we packed a lot of water! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love you all tons. Please keep us in your prayers and we will give updates as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-4032988357037987824?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/4032988357037987824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=4032988357037987824' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/4032988357037987824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/4032988357037987824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2008/03/friday-night-my-mom-and-brian-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/R9IL4zYNKvI/AAAAAAAAAAg/tZ8Ke0FMelU/s72-c/Mamush+March.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-4650430899993850588</id><published>2008-03-02T21:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:51:31.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Mekebo's picture submitted on his court documents that make us the official parents in Ethiopia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/R8t0xcVIEJI/AAAAAAAAAAY/z8WLkWAZgUE/s1600-h/Mamush64Bigbit.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173356989732360338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/R8t0xcVIEJI/AAAAAAAAAAY/z8WLkWAZgUE/s320/Mamush64Bigbit.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-4650430899993850588?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/4650430899993850588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=4650430899993850588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/4650430899993850588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/4650430899993850588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-mekebos-picture-submitted-on.html' title='This is Mekebo&apos;s picture submitted on his court documents that make us the official parents in Ethiopia.'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/R8t0xcVIEJI/AAAAAAAAAAY/z8WLkWAZgUE/s72-c/Mamush64Bigbit.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2523895694098077872.post-8597593341272353945</id><published>2008-03-01T19:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T20:51:45.025-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This little guy is from the Hadiya zone in Southern Ethiopia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;WAITING FOR MEKEBO&lt;br /&gt;We dreamed of you long before you came into our world.&lt;br /&gt;We dreamed about adopting a little boy or little girl.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't yet know when or where or even if or how,&lt;br /&gt;But we knew the child we dreamed about would come to us somehow.&lt;br /&gt;The ocean of adoption has arough and tumble tide,&lt;br /&gt;But we jumped into the water knowing you were worth the ride.&lt;br /&gt;And even though the journey had some sad and stormy weather,&lt;br /&gt;The prize will be worth a million storms when we will be joined together.&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult to dare to dream of becoming a father or mother,&lt;br /&gt;When you can't control your destiny and need the help of others.&lt;br /&gt;That's why you're such a miracle -you found us and we found you.&lt;br /&gt;We dared to dream I dreamed of you.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed...and you came true!~Karen Burniston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/R8oFaMVIEII/AAAAAAAAAAM/H2drubHlJOY/s1600-h/Mekebo+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172953069533008002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/R8oFaMVIEII/AAAAAAAAAAM/H2drubHlJOY/s320/Mekebo+head.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why adopt?&lt;br /&gt;-By Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a journey that has many avenues that we all must experience. How we make the journey is what defines us as individuals and makes us unique. For Jill and I, having additional children whether biologically or via adoption really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t matter to us. We were both raised with similar life experiences, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beliefs&lt;/span&gt;. We have been extremely blessed with a strong sense of spirit, health, and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Jill and I's physical and spiritual walk together we decided that this life journey is one that we wanted to experience to the fullest. We have been blessed with many friends and family who have gone through the adoption process (both as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;adoptees&lt;/span&gt; and adopters), and their life experiences pointed us even further toward the decision to adopt. We chose to adopt from Ethiopia because of its people, as well as it’s pressing need for help. Ethiopia has a long proud history. The oldest Churches outside of Israel exist in Ethiopia. Additionally, the average Ethiopian makes less than $100/year. Yes I wrote that correctly: $100. Even though poverty runs rampant, they are still a proud people with a strong sense of self and hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are leaving for Ethiopia on March 8&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;, 2008&lt;/span&gt;. We are leaving early to experience rural Ethiopia. We will be touring the Southern Region, visiting far-off sounding places such as: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ziway&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wondo&lt;/span&gt; Genet, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Arba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Minch&lt;/span&gt;, Lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Langano&lt;/span&gt;, etc. We are thoroughly excited to see the area in which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mekebo&lt;/span&gt; is from. Jill, Glenda (Jill's mom), and I will be making this journey to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Mekebo&lt;/span&gt; home together. We can't wait to meet our little boy and bring him home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2523895694098077872-8597593341272353945?l=outofhadiya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/feeds/8597593341272353945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2523895694098077872&amp;postID=8597593341272353945' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8597593341272353945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2523895694098077872/posts/default/8597593341272353945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://outofhadiya.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-little-guy-is-from-hadiya-zone-in.html' title='This little guy is from the Hadiya zone in Southern Ethiopia'/><author><name>Out of Ethiopia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02902052651037796334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abj12jcduaY/R8oFaMVIEII/AAAAAAAAAAM/H2drubHlJOY/s72-c/Mekebo+head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
