07.16.09
Dog in a sling
In Asher’s sling, that is. 
I tried my hand at a bit of sling-making this week. I must say, I’m just a little bit proud of myself. I found EASY directions on the Internet, bought the material, sewed it up, attached the ring, and VOILA! Instant sling! It actually only took me about 10 minutes to make and cost all of $15. My problem with the “store-bought” slings is, ahem…my top half. I couldn’t find one that would comfortably accomodate the girls AND a baby. LOL Plus, anything on the Internet was $60 and up. So, I conjured my inner Martha Stewart and saved myself a bunch of money and got a comfy sling to boot. My 18 pound Chiweenie, Chili, had no complaints, so Asher should like it too :)
07.13.09
We have ANOTHER new court date
I was not surprised to receive an email from our agency today informing us that our court date had been rescheduled to August 5 with a Visa date of September 3. Not surprised, but definately a bit disappointed. *big sigh*
I was almost sure that MOWA wouldn’t interrupt their training to write the letters we need for court. So, our new court date is scheduled for after they’re back in the office. It’s really only two more weeks. What’s that compared to how long we’ve already waited. I guess the reason I’m not crying and cussing at this point is, I truly believe we are moving forward and that this is all going to be a done deal August 5. Asher is going to be in my arms soon and home where he belongs and I will do my best to forget the resentments I currently have for the numerous entities involved in making my life a living hell for the last two months.
07.10.09
New court date!!!
Yes! We have a new court date! Our agency called us today with the news that the ban is officially lifted and our court date has been rescheduled for July 20! That’s just 11 days away. We have a tentative Visa appointment of August 20. The only catch is that MOWA (Ministry of Women’s Affairs), an agency involved in the adoption process in ET, is supposed to write letters of recommendation on the day of court. MOWA is closed for training for two weeks, but the judges have requested that someone in their office provide the needed letters on our court day. Not sure if this will happen, but we’re hopeful.
I feel such a sense of relief. I feel like I can start planning again and imagining our life with Asher in it. For the last two months, I wasn’t sure if that was going to happen.
07.03.09
Warning…today is one of my bitter days
I try not to bitch too much. I try to stay away from bitter people. I hate the haters. But man, do I feel like part of the club today!
What’s that saying?…fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me? Something like that. That’s kind of how I’m feeling about the news from our agency yesterday that there will be an “official” announcement today about how the abandonment cases will be processed. I’m so over their little announcements that there will be an announcement! How many times have we heard that over the last few weeks? A little bitter sounding, I know. It’s hard not get my hopes up that, yes, today will bring relief from this almost two-month nightmare. I’m ready for someone to wake me up!
Turns out this whole mess didn’t really even have anything to do with baby-stealing or selling, or even suspicious activity by the orphanages. According to our agency, it all started because it was determined that an agency working in Ethiopia is not doing humanitarium work, which is a requirement if you’re going to do adoptions there. So, in essence, the courts have been holding our babies “hostage” because of this?!? I just don’t understand. I don’t understand why we can’t get any clear cut information about this. Our agency director was in Ethiopia for two weeks, and yet our conference call yesterday left me even more confused about the situation. Everyone has been calling this the “abandoned child investigation.” Now that’s a lie too? Wow.
I will spend yet another day stalking my email. Another day hoping that we’ll hear something official, or positive. Another day away from my Son. How much more heartache can a person take? I guess we’ll find out.
