Monday, January 9, 2012


 This week.  I leave this week.  In just a few days.

I've been waiting for months.  Years, actually.  In some ways, I have been waiting forever.

I think the last few days are the hardest.

I wish I had something deep and profound to write about, but I don't really.  I've been packing.  Packing little clothes, sized 4T, is a lot of fun, as is buying little shiny shoes.  I bought a little toy ladybug.

The suitcase has a lot of Cheerios in it.

A lot of people have asked me what the other kids think about this whole thing.  Since I am terrible at reading their minds, I really have no idea what they think.  They know they are getting another sister, and as far as I can tell, that is cool with them.

I'm dreading the many long flights.  There is simply nothing you can do to make them less miserable than they are, and combined with the hours in the airports, it's going to be really tough.  It's the airports I'm most worried about. I have this handy little phobia of crowds of strangers, with a nice healthy dose of hating visually overwhelming locations like, say, an airport.  To call the experience "out of my comfort zone" is like throwing your average house cat into a lake.  Somehow, I'll make it through, simply because I have no other option.

Hubby is staying here with the other three Goombas.  He didn't have enough leave time, nor did we have the dollars for two tickets.  So he and Mom are holding down the fort here (thanks, Mom!) while I travel halfway around the world.  Again.

I looked it up.  The distance as the crow flies between my house and Addis is 8,319 miles or 13,387 km. That's not too far, right?

People have been donating vitamins.  I'm amazed at how many people have dropped off a couple of bottles of vitamins and some toothbrushes for me to take to the orphanage.  So I have vitamins tucked in every corner of my suitcase.  Here in the States, vitamins supplement an already nutritious diet.  In Addis, they might save a life.  They're worth leaving home a shirt or two.

We're re-using the Advent calendar to count down to the day Abi comes home.  January 21st is the day she meets her forever family.  The Advent calendar has a gray felt mouse on it.


  1. I just found your blog and wanted to say congratulations! This is really exciting!

  2. So exciting! Praying for you!