I've alluded to the fact that our life is pretty...ehem, FULL but I haven't updated much about adoption or where we're headed or next steps. That's because there still isn't anything concrete to report. So, instead, I'm going to eat asparagus & eggplant pizza ...heated to a rebellious 400°F as opposed to the recommended temperature of 390°F. Oh, yes I DID!
We have five kids in three different schools. Everyone is happy with their school except Tiny Dancer but that is to be expected since she's her mother's daughter - i.e. a raging introvert who HATES change with the white, hot passion of a thousand suns. As for adoption, there are some vague placement possibilities on the horizon with foster care but, if you've ever been remotely involved in foster care adoption or read any of my posts, you know that this means NOTHING. NADA. ZIP. ZILCH. Even up to the very second the child should walk through our front door. Our clearances don't expire until next year so as long as we keep up our "training" the FtA door is always open. If a new child is sleeping in a bed in my home THEN and only then will I say with some assurance that this might happen....maybe. Until then, it's all Narnia at Christmas.
HAITI ADOPTION - have I talked about it on THIS blog? Maybe not. Maybe it was back on the Fishbowl. I can't remember. So, here goes...we love Haiti. Like, seriously, people, love, LOVE, LOVE, I-want-to-get-a-Haitian-Creole-phrase-tattooed-on-my-back LOVE Haiti. Carl and I have wanted to adopt from Haiti ever since we hosted Naph. Did I write about that here? I can't remember...there's that whole five-awesome-kids-that-suck-out-my-gray-matter thing. ANYWAY, we were all set to send in our application to Three Angels this past spring when a whole crap-ton of schtuff descended upon us to say, "What the WHAT do you think y'all are doin' here? Yeah, you need to back that truck up." SO, the $300 completely-unsolicited-donation-from-dear-and-amazing-friends application fee is still sitting in it's own special bank account, collecting interest until we get the high sign from God to move forward. You Spirit-led people know what I'm talkin' about. In the meantime, I am watching and praying for two precious friends who are adopting from Haiti. IBESR (Haitian social services) is changing things up to make the whole process more ethical and I am ALL for that but it does mean that the wheels turn much more slowly.
In the same vein, I would encourage anyone who supports ethical adoption to read the ENTIRE blog Families and Former Clients of VOTO and Giving Hope Rescue Mission in Haiti. I just can't even put into words what I've read (and now believe to be true). It's HORRIFYING. A friend of ours is the missionary accused of the "raid" that never happened, you know, because she wasn't even in Haiti at the time. And, we considered adopting a baby from this very crèche!! The thing that stopped us was when we heard a family was already approved and one of their referred adoptive children had "died" in utero. This couple was grieving and hoping to adopt another child so we backed away and didn't move forward on that particular child so this couple could adopt her. Now, I look back and question every single thing we were told. Was there ever really a "baby in utero"? Now? I see the leader of the Giving Hope Rescue Mission - Heather Elyse - as a cult leader. She is arbitrary and cruel and malicious, choosing to intimidate prospective adoptive parents with fear and lies. I can't even formulate words to describe my disdain for what she is doing.
There you go. That's about it in our neck of the woods. I wish I had more to report but the only new thing in the last few months is less anxiety and my creepy ability to look at the clock and see that it's exactly 11:11...a.m. or p.m. Sometimes I see it on several different clocks within a short period of time on the same day. See what I mean? CREEPY. Guitar Hero thinks I try to do it but I don't. Seriously, what mom of five kids has time to sit around waiting for it to be 11:11?? It's starting to get a little disconcerting because it happens so often. On a bright, less twilight zoney note, I'm getting another tattoo. Someone told me that getting a tattoo would be addicting and I assured them that it would only happen again if I had something meaningful to tattoo. Well, I do...actually, I have a few so my next tattoo appointment is on October 6th. I know you can't wait to see it! Neither can I.