This was the coolest moment with my son thus far. We wake up Saturday morning, Ababayeh was out early grading papers, and Tegegne comes into my room…
Mommy: Tegegne we sent in our adoption application yesterday and now we’ve got to pray. Do you know how much money we need for our first payment?
Tegegne: No, how much?
Tegegne: Oh, mom!!! I know how we can get it. I’ve got my bank. Go get Rufus! (his “doggie” bank) I can give the money in my bank.
Mommy: Wow Tegegne, that is really nice of you. It is a good thing to give all that you have, because God will bless that.
This gesture, son, means more than you know. We counted all of the money in your bank, minus one euro and stuck it in a envelope. I will make sure this $19.27 goes straight to our fund. Actually, my prayer is this:
Will you please multiply Tegegne’s doggie bank funds two-hundred and ten times for our first payment? This is a humbling and tummy-grumbling process. It is so hard to be taking this step of faith. Like are we stepping into deep water without endurance to swim? I want the endurance though. So does Michael, and Tegegne, and Hensley (she smiled the other day when I mentioned a baby sister.) This process just goes so against what most people, or even what I would naturally do. You have definitely called us to something more risky and eye-opening in this life though. Michael and I are looking up the “poverty guidelines” with 6 in a household…to make sure we have more than that to qualify. We do, by the hair of our chinny, chin, chin. There is nothing “comfortable” about this, but we see it as good. Good, because when we loose our life we find it, and it’s better to give than to receive, and when you give to the least of these, you’re giving to Me. All of these lessons that you, God, remind me of throughout the day. Lessons that I thought I once knew, and still don’t completely.
God, we are ready to sign the first papers toward bringing two children without family into a family, our family. But we must first have the humble $19.27 turned into $4,050.
P.S. I mentioned praying about this again to Tegegne (as it’s been on my mind all day) and he says, but Mommy…remember the money I found at the gym yesterday (he found a penny!)? We’ve got to add it to the envelope!
That penny is Tegegne’s mustard seed.
You’ve almost done it, Little Stink Stink. Almost one year old. You still cry nearly every time you’re strapped into the car seat. Good thing your cry is kind of low pitched, but really Hens. You’ve been eating lots of crackers and we’ve been weaning you off of breast milk with almond milk. We’ve also introduced peanut butter. Still breast feeding at breakfast, lunch, dinner and almond milk at snack time. Also smoothies, and whatever we are having for dinner. You’ve been quite healthy thus far. Thank you Lord. Here’s a bit from your doc, doc.
1. “milks” for toddlers.
2. Nuts (peanut butter included), shellfish, and eggs.
The research regarding introducing solid foods is actively changing. This means the foods that have been traditionally restricted until later in toddlerhood (eggs, shellfish, peanut butter) are no longer on the “Do Not Have” list. In fact, some that delaying the introduction of high-allergy foods (shell fish, nuts, eggs) actually the risk of developing a food allergy. do not show an increase in allergic disease by starting allergenic foods early. In addition, adding dairy sources (cheeses, yogurt) and animal proteins (meat, chicken, pork, fish) can be added at any time.
Love your doc!
Love you too, Hens.
|Photo from Agency’s facebook page.|
Michael and I have had many conversations lately about the logistics of this next adoption, and it seems crazy and right at the same time. To be honest, it seems less crazy than right for both of us. Tegegne too, he now asks me about his “brother and sister” (we have no idea if it will be that combination) that we are adopting and when they are coming. Today he said, “Mommy, I think my brother is going to be a baby but then he will be big. And we will be crazy together!” Then Mike (17 yr old Mike) chimed in and said, “See Kristyn, I told you this is gonna be more than you can handle!”
Here’s what we’ve done so far. Found an agency that we hope to proceed with. A few of their fees are higher than the others, but they do in-country foster care which really helps the children’s health and well-being. In foster care they are seen by a doctor and social worker monthly, get medicines, nourishment, and love. Way, way, way better than the orphanages we’ve seen photos of. Also a much smoother transition for them.
I’ve joined the congo yahoo group, which is over a hundred families that have, are, or will be adopting from the DRC. Lots of emails, but a wealth of information. This website (kidsincongo.com) is new by an adopting mom and will be a great resource for families.
Going to send in the application this week and take a deep breath. It’s most overwhelming because of the cost. If I’m in the worry state, it feels like a heavy weight champion is pinning me in the ring, saying “Are you crazy lady? You don’t have the money for this.” If I trust God, I get teeny butterflies in my stomach, and I gently try to see if God’s up for telling me how this will play out.” I mean, I don’t even think I mentioned that we already got an anonymous $500 cashiers check in the mail. (Dear God, bless that person(s) more than they imagined and let them know we are forever grateful for their gift.) It was a sure sign that we should proceed asap.
In the mean time I’m praying for our daily bread…(and Michael’s baking it!)
Our Father who art in heaven,
hallowed be your name,
your kingdom come,
your will be done
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
For yours is the Kingdom and the Power, and the Glory forever and ever. Amen.
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For the Kids:
Face it, ladies–the flower girls and ring bearers will always steal just a little bit of your bridal thunder during that first trot down the aisle. So when it comes to dressing these smallest members of your wedding party, it’s best not to skimp one ounce of style! (Photo by Aaron Leimkuehler)
This adorable wedding also in this issue reminded me of Taryn and Micah’s wedding.