Never Say Never

I have been talking for weeks and weeks about being done with babies.  I was certain for a time that we were.  Can you see where this is going?  Chances are good that hubby and I will embark on one last infant adoption from Ethiopia.  I hope to have our dossier done and ready to send to Ethiopia in April/May–with the way things are going at our agency that should give us a new baby home in the spring/summer of 2010. 

While I want more than three kids–it’s a good compromise for us between hubby’s two and my four.  It will also allow us to really pursue an older child adoption (preteen or teen) when our first children are a little older.  We considered waiting and adopting a toddler/preschooler sibling group when Noah reached 4 but we don’t want to switch agencies (not even a consideration) and our agency doesn’t get many toddler/preschool age kids or young sibling groups (under age 5).  We haven’t committed or filled out the application yet, but we are going to soon. 

Back to my regularly scheduled end of semester melt-down and back to posting some real things–like kids newsletters for last month on Tuesday….

The Smallest Slight Seems Huge

Yesterday we went to my cousin’s baby shower.  She is the third cousin to have a baby/baby shower.  The first was my cousin Marsha whose daughter is nearly 16–so it’s been a while.  Then there was me in 2006 for Noah and now another cousin. 

My children went and they are such a part of the family and they are loved and I have never noticed a difference in the way they are treated and received until yesterday.  My cousin opened up a present from my grandmother and it was a quilt that she made–then I remembered my other cousin got a quilt too–made by my grandmother.  All of the children born have been given quilts–my dad and mom got quilts when we were born, etc. 

I did not get a quilt for Noah.  I am sad and hurt and don’t know what to do about it. It feels silly to be so upset over this slight.  But that is what it is–a slight.  Something that says my family isn’t something to be celebrated in that way.  I am sad.

The Fate of Ethiopian Adoption

On the big yahoo group for Ethiopian adoption there is a current discussion going on about the future of Ethiopian adoption as well as the current state of affairs.  The discussion started with the posting of this article (it also provides a review of other articles all on Ethiopian adoption).  With the new trends in Ethiopia adoption law–limiting singles, new travel regulations, etc.  I know that the Ethiopian government is concerned about the possibility of corruption and certainly does not want to close it’s doors to adoption, but they also seem to want to regain control over the runaway train that has become Ethiopian adoption. 

When we started our adoption for Noah in 2005/2006 there were only 5 agencies licensed to work in Ethiopia.  There are now around 25.  That is a lot of growth for a small program in such a short amount of time.  It use to be a requirement (I am pretty sure) that all agencies placing children run their own care center where they care for the children they are going to place.  I know this is the case for my agency and also for some of the longer standing agencies.  Any time you have adoption, I think it behooves us to look at circumstance.  I have posted about this often-that here in America we rarely question how someone received their adopted child or why someone choose to give their baby for adoption. 

On the big yahoo board there have been many people whom say this comparison is like comparing apples and oranges.  I don’t know that I agree.  The situations are different but the idea behind it just the same.  People give up their children for a multitude of reasons and this is not different for Ethiopia.  I am sad that my childrens’ birth parents for their own reasons could not see a way to keep their babies.  I am sad that my son and daughter will live their life with unanswered questions about their heritage, but I also know that they are orphans and that they were not stolen from their parents nor were their birth mother enticed by my agency or one of it’s representatives.  This information if not for public viewing but I know and my kids will some day know. 

To say that there is corruption in the Ethiopia adoption system is a tough call.  Are there agencies that are as scrupulous as others?  Yes and I think we  have read about some of those situations.  Then there is the question of demand and supply.  I have a hard time believing (and this could be my own naivete) that agencies seek out children/babies.  Really, they go “shopping” at various orphanages?  I don’t like to think about that.  I only have my own agency to go by and I know that they don’t seek out babies–I know that our director would prefer not to do any infant adoptions but knows that to remain a viable agency and to help older children–which is my agencies goal–they must also facilitate and complete infant adoptions.  My agencies does not take in infants who have bee relinquished by two parents.  The great majority of babies they place are abandoned babies.  They also give back greatly to Ethiopia and do a great deal of humanitarian work and work hard to place every child that comes through their door–the will not separate sibling groups and they are upfront about how long it will really take. 

As adoptive parents we can’t lose sight of what it all means. We can’t get mad or frustrated if it takes months to be matched with a child.  That is a good thing.  Every child we adopt represents a birth family that is no longer in tact.  It represents tragedy, loss, and suffering.  These are not things we should wish for.  Yes, I requested an infant for our first two adoptions–open to gender and then a  girl.  Infants need homes too and we shouldn’t restrict people from requesting age ranges that fit into their lives, families and homes.  But we must remember that in order for us to adopt them–someone else has to feel hopeless, someone else has to die, etc.  So, if it takes too long–deal with it.  Celebrate all those moments when children get to stay with their first families. 

One of the problems with Ethiopian system is that it is not centralized like China’s program is.  There isn’t a central authority that handles referrals–this is partly because there really are no government run orphanages in the country.  There isn’t the big institutionalized system in place like there is in China.  As adoptive parents we need to be advocates for our children and their birthplace.  It is our responsibility to make sure we are using agencies that are ethical and humanitarian.  It is important to use agencies that treat their employees well and pay a fair living wage and help the employees further their lives if they want. 

Another thing I want to address that people might not know.  There is no money paid to the Ethiopian government.  All money paid to an agency stays with that agency–that is why fees vary from agency to agency.  The government receives no monetary incentives to continue allowing us to complete adoptions from their country.  Adoption is an option because we live in an unfair world were the playing fields are far from level and where there are people who really don’t have options.  Money will not fix their problems (people have suggested using the money for adoptions to give to families to keep them together).  There needs to be systematic reform and infrastructure in place to allow for education and advancement opportunities.  There need to be farm subsidies for poor farmers–so they can afford fertilizer and seed–just like we allow our farmers here. 

There is much that has to been done and adoption doesn’t necessarily hinder or help on a grand scale.  But it does help the child who is placed with a family–because every child deserves to be loved and to be part of a family. 

Thanks for reading if you still are and I know that this jumped around a bit and that I didn’t address everything I need to…more later.

The First Hairstyle

I have no experience with doing my Ethiopian kids’ hair.  Noah has great hair and by great I mean easy–it is loose curls and soft hair.  I haven’t had to style it much other than putting in hair milk daily.  His hair is certainly long enough for braids but I have resisted because he already gets mistaken for a girl all the time that I think braids just might make him look a little more girlish.  Zoë has great hair in that it is thick but it poses more of a challenge for me.  It is super curly and the curls are super tight.  I am amazed when wet how long her hair is as opposed to when it’s dry.  So, I decided it was time to do something with her hair aside from the baby afro she has been rocking–with style of course. 

Well, let me start by saying little ones don’t want to sit and they certainly don’t want to have their hair done.  We didn’t get too far and it wasn’t too long in–two ponies–that she decided she was done and began trying to physically remove my hand from her head.  It was difficult and it was my first try, but she looks so cute with her hair done. 

I will start looking into places to have her hair done and to get some pointers on how to do it more effectively.  I have to say I am pretty happy with my first try and am looking forward to getting to do it more and to become more confident.  So, those of yo fell moms of African/African American/Ethiopian, etc children have any great tips, advice on products, etc.  Please send them this way.  I know know that I am suppose to put some sort of wax/cream on her hair after it is in these box ponies but I have no idea.  So, please advise.