divide and conquer
I dropped Mark and Jafta off at LAX this morning. They are en route to Haiti, and the house is calm and quiet. It was really, really nice for about an hour. Now, it's just eery. The girls and I leaving for Florida on Friday, to spend a few days with my family and meet my new nieces.Being separated as a family wasn't exactly how I wanted to spend the holidays. I couldn't afford to fly all five of us to Haiti, but we want to be visiting more so it makes sense to take separate trips when Mark has . . .
catching up
We are slowly but surely settling back in from our whirlwind trip to Haiti last week. During the month of September, we somehow spent nearly as much time traveling as we did at home. My house, my work, my kids, my sleep, my email inbox, and my patience are all feeling the results of that. I am SO looking forward to a month of doing nothing. (Nothing other than raising three small children while working from home, of course).We had such a great time in Haiti. It's always an adventure, and this . . .
orphan movie, orphan stigma
One of the most discouraging things I have heard people say about adopting a child is that "you never know what you are going to get." I supposed there is some truth to that statement, but I feel that it is usually said with some air of genetic superiority . . . that somehow a person's own familiar chromosomal makeup would be preferable to the "crap shoot" of adopting. It's interesting to me that this notion is held in a society that seems to blame bad parenting on every childhood deviation from . . .
adoption delays
We are running into more delays with Haiti. This one really felt like a punch to the gut. I'm not sure why - by this point I should be more prepared for the insanity that is adoption from Haiti. The only thing that is predictable in this process is that nothing goes smoothly.We are now almost two years into this process. When we first started out, I thought Keanan would certainly be home by now. I had his name on the waiting list at the preschool India starts at in 22 days. I have his bed ready . . .
why it matters
This brought tears to my eyes the minute I saw it. A young boy visiting the White House asks to touch the president's hair to see if it felt the same as his. I have heard some cynical people balk at the big deal some made of having our first Black president. This picture illustrates why it is a big deal for some. When my son pretends to be a prince but then says he can't because his hair is "not like a prince's hair", or when he comes home telling me a kid at school touched his hair and . . .
The Boys Are Back*
Mark and Jafta got into LAX late last night. They had such a good trip. Keanan got out of the hospital on the very day they arrived. His foot is doing much better. Mark got to go on a doctor's appointment with him. The surgeon seemed very competent, and it looks like the infection is going away. His wound still needs to close up and heal a little more, and he is still not able to walk on it. But hopefully in a few weeks he will be back to his active little self! Keanan was a little subdued on . . .
brotherly love
I got to "chat" with Mark on facebook for a while tonight. He sent me this picture of the two boys together:Jafta is still running a fever in the evenings and his asthma is giving him trouble. Luckily I forced Mark to pack the nebulizer, just in case. Mark said he was fine during the day today, and then just got sick again when they got home. Keanan is getting better but still pretty quiet and not his usual active self. Jafta is really loving on him. I love how he has his arm around him while . . .
missing my boys
Thanks to the modern technology of the satellite phone, I've actually been able to talk to Mark every night they've been in Haiti. That has been SO nice. We are also always trying to chat on facebook, but somehow I missed him every time he's on. Yesterday afternoon I was in a benadryl-fueled nap and woke to several messages from friends telling me to get online. I had just missed him. Mark is wondering how I am on facebook all day when he is home, and yet he can't reach me when I am in . . .
reunited and it feels so good
I just got word that my three boys are hanging out in Haiti! Mark and Jafta arrived safely this afternoon - I guess they got to have a nice little delay on the tarmac in Miami. Keanan was discharged from the hospital just this morning. Talk about timing! They are all together now, and I'm hoping Keanan is not TOO freaked out by the white man he probably barely remembers and his over-enthusiastic big brother. I'm wishing so badly I was there. Here are some photos of his last day in the hospital. . . .
Anticipatory Behaviors & Haiti: Where The Good Toys Go
They boys are en route to Haiti. I just talked to Mark and Jafta. They are all settled in to their hotel in the Miami Airport. Yes - in the airport, as in right next door to the gate where they landed. Pretty cool, huh? I'm not sure why we've never done that before. It's so much smarter to show up to Haiti showered and rested, instead of on the tail-end of a long red eye flight.Today was a hard day for me. I've been so consumed with getting them ready for this trip and collecting donations that . . .
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