


Day 3
We saw the Ethiopian doctor today….apparently he does not have scabies, he has some fungus rash. So much for self diagnosis! We met with Zelalem (director of Hosanna orphanage he spent 15 months at) today to learn more about Luke’s history. God is so good for providing such a resource for us! He really loved Luke, which makes us so happy! We learned he is from the Wolaita area in the town of Soddo. His uncle brought him to a missionary woman named Dr. Mary (she lives with the Wolaita people). She then brought him to a small Wolaita orphanage where he spent a few weeks then eventually he came to the orphanage in Hosanna. The Wolaita people are the largest of the Ethiopians. We asked what an average man’s height is and they said 1 meter 90 which Troy converted on the Ipod to 6’2”. The men are very big and strong which is why the Ethiopian government choose all of their soldiers from this tribe. Zelalem was quite sure Luke would be the star of the basketball team….we laughed and said….ooooh not in the U.S….maybe football! Luke apparently has the exact “look” of a true Wolaitu. He had a best friend at the orphanage named Bereket. Bereket was just adopted 2 weeks ago to a family in Boulder, CO. We are going to try to make contact with them so the boys could keep in contact. Luke and Bereket were the only 2 babies in the orphanage for a few months. We asked if Luke cried very much and he said only when he was hungry. We haven’t seen Luke cry yet from getting hurt…he is very tough and has a few orphanage battle wounds to prove it! We were very thankful to make contact with this man! Luke was very dear to him and we said we would send pictures.
In the evening, we went to the Thomas Center transitional house for a good-bye celebration. All of the kids sang lots of songs, danced and clapped. We drank pop, ate popcorn and some other Ethiopian snacks. The kids all loved having their pictures taken….it was so nice knowing all of the kids in this home had a family coming to get them soon. It was very sweet to watch. Abdissa (CHI director) then busted into an hour long sermon. It was a VERY nice sermon on faith but so unexpected on our part and difficult to sit through with a 2 year old! We then had a cake cutting ceremony with our family and the other CHI family and they gave us all Ethiopian outfits to put on and one for each child at home. Luke looked hilarious in his outfit! I couldn’t stop laughing (I’m sure that was highly inappropriate). By this point it was 8:00 at night and we were READY to head home but off we were to Hebur, an authentic Ethiopian restaurant with live dancing of 4 different Ethiopian tribes. It was a very cultural experience. I had dreaded this moment, having to Ethiopian food in front of Ethiopian people…..Abdissa helped us order our food. I picked at the meat unable to stomach any injera (their bread they eat with EVERYTHING). I fed most of my meal to Luke so it looked like I ate quite a bit. Now we were really ready to get home and into bed since the next night we would be leaving for AMERICA! Too bad my stomach felt like a fireball all night long from the little bit of meat I ate! Pepto Bismol didn’t even touch what Berr Berr (their spice on everything) did to me.
Day 4
Today we visited the AWOP orphanage Luke spent 4 ½ months at in Addis Ababa. WOW….what an experience. We pulled up and the van was surrounded by children all wanting to kiss and hug and hold Luke. He was a popular little guy…especially with the 8-10 year old little girl crowd. Now I see why the molluscum warts spread so rapidly on the face there….all the kissing! Since we had arrived in Addis Ababa, I had been on the hunt for the picture book we had shipped over to him. I had spent a lot of time making this for Luke and wanted to show him pictures of the family on our way home. No one knew where this picture book was so this was my last ditch effort to ask. I asked the orphanage director and he had no idea. A little 10 year old girl overheard me asking and said….picture book?....I know where is. She ran off up the stairs and brought back the picture book!!! We couldn’t believe it! She reminded me so much of my Chloe….always knowing what is going on and so aware of her surroundings. One little 2 or 3 year old girl followed us around with her arms up in the air just wanting to be held. She had so much sadness in her eyes, I am crying thinking about it. None of these kids had homes to go to. Troy and I took turns holding her (since the older girls still were mauling Luke). The kids were so dirty and grimy….heartbreaking. We just couldn’t believe this was the “nicer” orphanage! The poverty is devastating. They showed us where Luke slept…a tiny room with 4 cribs…his was small and pink! Bryce was horribly offended at this news!
We met a precious man named Bereket (not to be confused with best friend Bereket) who took us into his office and proceeded to tell us he was a Wolaitu and knew Luke’s relatives….they live way out in a remote Wailutu village. He exchanged emails with us and was SO proud of Luke and was so happy we were going to email him pictures. He thought Luke would return to Ethiopia one day and make his people proud. He promised to email pictures of Wailutu and was going to try to email pics of his relatives!!!! He confirmed that both Luke’s mom and dad were dead. WOW…what a gift!
Traveling Home
We got to the airport at 7:15 pm (day 4) and our plane was leaving at 10:30 pm. We hung out with 4 other families from the guest house that were also leaving that evening. One other family was on our flight to Amsterdam. Efa (sick little 9 pound 6 month old) was heading home also! He had switched formula to a hypoallergenic one and was doing much better…Praise God! They were heading straight to the emergency room at a Children’s hospital when they got home. The first leg of the trip was an absolute nightmare…Luke screaming non-stop. Diarrhea diapers. WOW….what a test. One gift was an Ethiopian young man sitting next to us….he was the baby whisperer! He whispered to Luke in Amharic and he would stop crying. He was a blessing yet at the same time, it is a horrible feeling watching some stranger be able to comfort your child and you can’t. Because of so many different factors, I cried silently the entire 25 hours of flying /layover time . I’m sure everyone around me thought I was an absolute psycho. On our second leg, Amsterdam to Seattle, we had the rudest flight attendants on the face of the earth. In my fragile condition, I was REALLY sobbing by this point. We decided it was racism….I thought it wouldn’t bother me to be a conspicuous family but I can say it HURT that these women were treating us so poorly for no reason at all. The only thing that helped was a dear woman sitting behind us who told me she was writing a letter to Northwest about the treatment we (and she) received from these awful people. Troy and Luke really bonded during this time since I was kind of uncapable of taking care of him in my condition. By the end of the flight, I was nauseous…thinking I was just overtired or something. I was sooooooo excited to get home to see my kids!!!
Troy’s dear parents picked us up from the airport…we breezed through customs/immigration. We had been warned that it could take up to 2 hours so that was nice! Luke loved sitting in his carseat and looking out the window…we had been nervous about the carseat situation since he had never been in one. He babbled all the way home! We were in awe that he never fell asleep. Troy and I were too tired to keep our eyes open but talked with his parents with them closed. It was so painful.
We had the most warm welcome home ever! We felt so loved! There were Ethiopian balloons, wonderful signs, floweres, a fabulous Ethiopia cake and my precious mom had the house sparkling clean and ORGANIZED….labels and all! Wow! Can I just say Luke is SO lucky to have the BEST brothers and sisters EVER! They just loved him up the moment they saw him. They love to show him new things, pick him up and just play with him! He is so used to older kids that none of it bothered him.
We figured out that we had grabbed the wrong suitcase in our overtired condition….turns out this poor man went on a cruise with no luggage! WE feel awful! Troy’s parents very kindly offered to remedy the situation the next day.
The kids and I gave Luke a bath….he loved that!
Day 1 at Home
OUCH…after being awake for 48 hours we were really wanting some sleep….not in the cards. He slept 4 hours. His diarrhea is getting worse. We’re old….wish I was 25 again. We are calling him “the Destructor”….he is into everything! The kids cleaned up after him at first but soon realized it was pointless. He is becoming afraid of his crib. He took a nap finally on our bed….it took A LOT to get him to sleep. We bought some lactose free milk and soy milk thinking maybe the milk was giving him the diarrhea. Neither seems to help…..excited to get to his doctor appointment on Monday. I am sick with the Ethiopian runs. Gross. We measured how tall Luke is on our official Muljat door jam. Bryce has grown 2 inches in 2 months! They all looked so tall when we got home! Bryce adores his Ethiopian outfit we brought him. He is asking if he can wear it to church. We said what the heck…go ahead. He is excited to match Luke. Bryce has expressed is disappointment….I didn’t know he would be so much like a baby!
Day 2 at Home
Luke slept 4 hours once again and now the diarrhea is intolerable. We are heading to the doctor today with a sample.
We are home from the doctor now and they almost put him in the hospital thinking E Coli. They decided not to because apparently the dangerous strain of E Coli that causes bloody diarrhea is a U.S. thing and the chances of him getting in 2 days of being here is so slim. Thank you Lord….that would have been such a set back for him attachment wise! They are culturing his stool and we have another appointment tomorrow. He is sleeping now……