What a day! Today was our 10th Wedding Anniversary and once again we are on different continents but for once it wasn't just because of a deployment. I woke up again quite early but oh what a day. All the other families had left the guest house today so it was just me sitting alone at breakfast. I felt a bit like Downtown Abby as they served me all alone in the dinning room while the two lovely ladies that cook and run this place, ate right next door behind a swinging door.
I was quite nervous about today as Ethiopia really wants both parents to be here for court. I went with the driver to the lawyers office and was horrified to find out he did NOT know Ben was not with me. He looked at the Power of Attorney I had and said that I am missing a certain seal I need on top of the notaries seal, a seal you get from Washington DC. I also need to have it translated. Oh man. I really started to worry. In the next sentence he shrugged it off and says, "Oh I am sure it will be no problem. The judge she is a nice lady." He did take it to get translated.
I went straight from the lawyers to the foster home to be with Mari. I was alone in the visitors room today and she fell asleep before they could even bring her bottle. So I sat in a quiet room all alone with my little girl and listened to her snore her little baby snores. I just admired her and thanked God for her and prayed....really prayed about court.
Once again I was the Lord of the manor for lunch sitting alone in the dinning room. Finally it was time to go to court. We got there so early that we sat in the car talking. The driver speaks good English and the lawyers assistant was with us and spoke well too. They are all so kind and helpful. One thing that has really hit me this visit is how hard these people work, often 7 days a week and always at the whim of us Americans. They don't have vacation time. They must do whatever their boss says and be grateful for a job as so many don't have one.
The driver arrived and we drove through the wet city. He took a different route because of the rain and it was all the back streets. The rain was causing red muddy water to flow over the cobbled back streets. I couldn't stop smiling. I just wanted to dance. He took me straight to the Forster home. This time as I held Maritu I knew she was ours. It was joyful, wonderful, amazing, and sheer bliss. She is quite comfortable with me now and loves to stick her hands in my face, climb on me, tease me, smile at me and just basically win my heart. I had a skirt on and she was fascinated with my pale white legs. She tried to pinch me. After playing hard she fell asleep with me again. Another family arrived as I was there. They were here to pick up their daughter. And yes I was jealous. The nannys found out this baby girl was leaving and there were tears. They really love the babies. I sat holding Mari and knowing soon they would be crying for her. I shed a few tears for the harder part of adoption.
I leave late tonight early tomorrow. I will have one more visit with Mari. Yes, it will break my heart to leave her but I know God is here with her. I know she is loved. I know she is happy. I know that soon we will be back on a plane to get her. How soon? That is unknown. It seems to be taking 6-8 weeks. But I can't lie we will be praying for a miracle. We will be back! She will come home! That is the main thought of my day! Thank you for your prayers, love and thoughts. We have felt so supported and encouraged through the process by so many people. We are blessed. Thank you Jesus.