




The only reason I have time to sit and write this is thanks to a dear friend who just dropped off dinner (it is in the oven!) and my two junior babysitters (Kate and Maria) who are happily entertaining baby. Mike and I are so thankful for the two extra weeks he now has off work and both of our bodies are slowly returning to normal after all the traveling, unusual food, time change, and who knows what in the water! We even ventured out on our first family outing to a local park with a splash pad. Baby Mo is doing great (we are officially naming him Joseph but we are still calling him Mo or Moges most of the time). He is beginning to adjust to the time change and not getting up at 3:30am anymore. He is delighting all of us with his easy smile and laugh and the way he kicks in the bouncy seat. Plus he is just so darn cute! He still has a bit of a nasty deep cough and will have his first Dr. appt in a couple days.
There is an element from our trip that will take me a while to recover from. The proverty in Ethiopia is akin to what I saw years ago in Haiti, so much more than what we have seen in Mexico and Guatemala. There is a deep humbleness that comes to me when I ask why I get to be a full time mom who never worries about meeting the needs of my children. I never worry to pay the mortgage or the safeway bill. The women in Ethiopia are often forced to relinquish their children or allow them to be malnourished. There are no answers to the whys and it is troubling to my soul at times. All we can each do is say yes to those promptings of God's spirit that in this journey for Mike and I has ended with a beautiful baby boy who we get to call our own. Praise God.





