Got this message from a fellow adoptive mom who I met 3 years ago at an orphanage reunion! Blesses me to get messages like this!
You probably don’t remember me, but I met you at the Toukoul reunion in Portland in 2010 during the hair care class. I had just received our referral. Anyway… I’m watching reruns of one of my favorite shows, LA Ink, on Netflix and up walks this woman to the door. I immediately think, “That woman looks so familiar. Who is that woman? How do I know her?” Next thing I see is a beautiful picture of an adorable little Ethiopian. Ah ha! It took me 1/2 second to realize where I had seen your face. So fun!
And beautiful tattoo!!!
Have a blessed day.
K and I talk about adoption a lot. I try to bring it up often. We talk about his birth mom a lot, so it isn’t a secret about how our family became just that, a family. Clearly, I am not doing a great job at talking to him about it… UGH!!!
K: Mama, you are my favorite Mama!
Me: Thank you Baby! I am glad I am your favorite. You know why?
K: Um… no.
Me: Because when you were a baby, I got on a plane, and went over to Ethiopia to get you. I loved you so much, even before I saw you. I just knew you were going to be my favorite son!!!
K: Mama, is Africa a store where you can buy things? Where you got me?
Me: No Love. What I meant was…
K: So you didn’t get me?
Me: Well yes, I did, but…
K: So is Africa like Target? Where we get things?
Me: Sweetie, you aren’t a thing…and…
K: (cutting me off)… So did you come to Ethiopia to get me?
Me: I… Yes…Of course I did… (stumbling over my words… at a loss for what to say next).
K: Mama, can we read a book?
Me: Of course!!!
*Ready to cry!