Be Silly, Be Honest, Be Kind.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Since becoming parents, we have discovered the best place, the local community center! If you are in Tulsa, the Whiteside Community Center is great. Tariku and I are there at least twice a week for tumbling or play dates. Last Friday night, they hosted the annual Teddy Bear Ball for toddlers! Tariku wasn't quite sure what to think, but he loved the lights, balloons, and endless supply of cheese crackers.
Even though we sat on the bleachers a lot at the dance, it was really fun. I'm never going to be the "pinterest mom." I probably won't plan the super cool parties or have creative activities at home. However, I want to commit to find simple activities (like this) that create great memories for us all. That's why I really love the below Ralph Waldo Emerson quote. Moms, how do you find simple ways to create memories for your family?
Be Silly, Be Honest, Be Kind.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson
It's winter and I hate the cold! Tariku does as well. We love being outside in sundresses (just me) and shorts (him). So, staying in all day drives us CRAZY! Last week, I decided we had to get out and be active. So, we signed up tumbling classes and swimming lessons. Saturday, we jumped in the pool and he was a bit terrified!
"I shall call him squishy and he shall be mine and he shall be my squishy!"
The Mosebys are writing today over at The918 about our journey of adoption.
Writing about your adoption journey in less than a novel is HARD, but we have tried!
Check it out!
Tariku has a bit of an obsession with books. He spends a big portion of his day picking out books to read. He has a few favorites, Brown Bear Brown Bear and something about a bee chasing a lion. He will pick out a book, lug it through the house, hand it to you, and then motion to get up. He crawls up into your lap, snuggles in, and starts turning pages. It's pretty adorable.
"The more you read the more you know. The more that you learn the more places you'll go."
Well, I just wanted to drop in today to share a few pictures from Tariku's first Christmas home. He had a good time, but didn't quite know what was going on. Why would we take a toy away from him just to shove something else in his arms to unwrap? Here are a few pictures from Christmas.
It was a nice Christmas! Tariku was sufficiently spoiled, as he should be. I'll be back later this week with a recap of 2015 and what we are looking forward to in 2016!
Happy New Year!
A year ago, Josh and I were wrapping up our epic world tour vacation! Check out our hashtag on instagram #mosebyvaca, 4 countries in 20 days. We had been saving up vacation time for our "someday" adoption, but had been told it could be another two years. So, we cashed in our vacation days and headed off to see friends around the world. I literally boarded the plane in tears. The hardship of adoption had become unbearable! I wanted to be a mom. I knew my little one was out in the world suffering and I didn't even know what to pray.
BUT we set off to see friends. It was a great trip and allowed my heart and mind to think of other things. We landed in the middle east first to see some friends. Gosh, it was so amazing. We sat around in their kitchen most days just talking, playing cards, and being together. Just like we'd done several times in the states.
After a few days, we boarded another plane for India! We spent the next week hanging with our doctor friends, dreaming about healing, and working with the HIV community. We talked a lot about the future. With talk of the future, we couldn't avoid thinking about if our adoption would ever happen. Someday...after our adoption, we can dream about India. However, we enjoyed our time. We even were blessed to meet the young lady we sponsor. Isn't she just the most beautiful young lady?
On to the next stop....We packed up the bags and headed to East Asia to surprise our niece and nephews for Christmas! I mean really!!! We had been plotting with my brother to surprise them for months. It was the best. I could hardly wait. I secretly hoped that we would get our adoption call while visiting family. Wouldn't that just be the best timing?! I carried my phone around with me frantically hoping our social worker would call. But she didn't and we had to just enjoy the family.
Thru tears, we said goodbyes and boarded a plane to go back to India. It was the last leg of the trip. This was the rest part. We love Kerala, India. We have found the best retreat there! So, we landed and spent four days on the beach eating good food, taking naps, reading books, praying, and surfing (yes, we learned to surf). Talk about refreshing...Can I go back, please!!!
It was a nice time, but we packed up to leave for home. We were set to land in the states on Christmas Eve. On the 23rd of December, I woke up for a little exercise before we started the long journey home. I hopped on the treadmill, opened the window to overlook the beach, and opened my email. There it was! An email that said "CALL ME!" It was from our social worker. I jumped off the treadmill, started running to the room, trying to call her...darn phone wasn't working well! As I went to open the door, Josh was running out. She'd left him a voicemail saying "CALL ME!" So, we did. "Hey, Jenn. Got your email. What's up?" She tried the small talk, but we knew something was up. She finally got to the point-"Hey, we can't do anything official right now, but we have a son for you!! I'll send you his file." AHHHHHHHHH! This was happening. Oh my dear stars, I had to text my best friend, Laura. We came up with a game plan, because we didn't have long before our plane. Get ready, pack bags, and meet on the beach to open his file. So, that's what we did. I remember running down the resort stairs and finally getting to Josh on the beach. We sat there, opened Tariku's file and saw the sweetest little boy. Look at those lil fingers!!
I was so thankful to be on the peaceful beach, rested, and out of cell phone reach. Reading your child's story for the first time, no matter the story, is overwhelming. I needed lack of communication with family and friends to be able to sit and mourn for my son...and rejoice for this glorious day! Here we are having just opened his file and then we did actually call my brother's family in East Asia. (had to tell someone)
So, we hopped on a plane with the best Christmas present for our families! Oh my gosh! What fun timing.
I really cannot believe this was a year ago and my SON is sleeping in the other room RIGHT NOW!! GUYS, it was a great, but such a difficult year. The sorrow of adoption only intensified as we worked to bring Tariku home. You know what though? The joy has intensified as well!
SOOO, this is my ultimate Throwback and it's not even Thursday yet! Pretty cool, huh!
My camera has been building dust on the shelves, since we returned from Ethiopia. I kept thinking that I needed to pull it out, but it just seemed too much. Last Saturday, friends came over for breakfast and they had their camera in hand. It inspired me! So, I pulled out the camera this week to see what moments of joy Tariku and I could capture together. Here is what we did this week!
Love this kid! Even if it's the normal everyday, he is so fun to be with. I'm pretty sure he is made up of cheerios and tuna...and water. I keep a steady supply of cheerios and tuna flowing during the day to keep us all happy.
So, moms, how did you keep the camera moving at home and out and about during the week?
We spent yesterday morning with our church family and officially introduced them to Tariku! I'm not always a big baby dedication fan, but we did it. There is no doubt that Tariku is the Lord's! Our biggest parenting "how do we do this?" conversations are focused around raising Tariku to love and follow the Lord. Yesterday wasn't a decision of "okay, we'll dedicate him to the Lord," but more a declaration and a moment of prayer for him.
So, we all dressed up, invited Tariku's prayer warriors, and stood in front of the church! Pastor Roger shared a great message about Abraham's blessing living out through our kids. It was so timely. We definitely want Tariku to be a blessing to everyone he comes in contact with.
I was so proud for Tariku to wear his traditional Ethiopian dress. The pants were so long; we opted for khakis. He looked so handsome. I hope he can look back on this day as a big spiritual moment of pride. I also want him to feel pride for the Ethiopian heritage he has and know we tried to always make room for his story. I know God is going to use his story in a big way!
What's a big moment in your life without a little humor?! Tariku was a doll through everything, until it was time for the spotlight to be on him. Almost immediately, he screamed and threw a little fit. He's almost two and didn't understand why he had to be held the whole time. He really wanted to go on stage!
I was so thankful for our kind pastor who took it all in stride and just went to the floor with Tariku!
Our prayer for Tariku is Matthew 5: 16! "Let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven,"
...your son has diarrhea! This is important stuff people. I mean, I have 5 weeks experience with and am obviously an expert!
To begin, yes, we are co-sleeping! It's okay...family decision. We aren't worried about spoiling him! For now, today, it is working well for us. Well, except all the diarrhea, it's working well. Stinky, but well. This is why I feel I should help other new moms out with a how to.
How to Survive Co-Sleeping, When Your Son has Diarrhea:
1. Send your mom out immediately to buy a mattress pad for you. No, not for his crib and not the big one for your bed, but a small one that lays on top. You think you only need two, but really four is going to be your golden number. See, when the explosion happens at 1:45 am, you don't want to be trying to change your sheets. Get the mattress pad, put it on top of your sheets, and the kid on top. Now, maybe you should just follow the instructions on the box, but this works for us.
2. Your are going to need a plan! Who does what and where are your supplies? You don't want to be frantically trying to find diapers, when diarrhea is going all over the bed. I suggest a little box or tray from target. Put your diapers, plastic baggies (for the nasty sucker), wipes, & cream. I also suggest a small trash can to place by the bed as well. In the Moseby house at 1:45 am, on the dot, here is the scene:
Kid: Fuss, legs go up, aim, and BAMMM!
Mom: Josh, it's go time! JOSH!! It's time.
Dad: What?! Oh, goodness...the smell!
Mom: GET THE KIT!
Mom: WAKE UP MAN! It's right by the bed.
3. Next, I know you think, since he hasn't peed on you since #1 diaper, he won't do it again...Be Warned! HE WILL! He senses your on coming cold, your tired eyes, and your slow to implement game plan. It's coming, all over you, the sheets, the comforter...and surprisingly no one else! Cover it up, friends!
4. Be on Guard! The POOP is not over. Sure he's gone three times since the initial explosion, but there is more. Don't be caught off guard. He will, I stress WILL, spray poop diarrhea ALL over you, the peed laced comforter, the clean diaper, and...did I mention you! Friends, this is hard to recover from, but look down. The sorry rascal is smiling. Oh, yes, all this woke him up and he is laughing at you.
5. Finally, take a breath! Sweetly look at your husband/dad. He has tired eyes, but is pee & poop free. Hand it over, mom. It's time for him to try to get the rascal asleep again and for YOU to take a shower at 2:15 am in the morning.
The struggle is real, people! Five weeks into diarrhea and I have learned things the hard way.
Please Note: We are getting over all the sickness. Thank God! A little giardia meds and a little no dairy...and we're golden!
This is fun...so let's keep going!
1. How do you say Tariku?
There are two ways to say his name! Well, there is the right way to say it and the way we say it. In Ethiopia they say Ta-ree-koo. However, we say say Tu-ree-koo! Does that make sense? We actually say both ways, right now, because he doesn't always respond to us with the Oklahoma accent.
2. Are you co-sleeping?
We are! It is going really well for us. He wakes up a bundle of smiles and gets to wake us up with the smile. Last night, I'm pretty sure I was his footstool for a bit and then his pillow. There have many times that he fusses and then just rolls into us to snuggle...bonding! Bonding is the big reason why we have chosen to co-sleep. We are not worried about breaking him of this. He naps in his crib. He would sleep at night in his crib, but we prefer him to be close right now for bonding.
3. How's his sickness?
Oh, this sickness...we are OVER it! But it continues. He is fussy, clingy, and smiley! We have no idea what is going on. He has had many tests, but no answers. Yes, we are trying the BRATS diet, but a certain cutie hates most of the food on that list. We have tried de-worming. We are taking probiotics daily! Our Dr. knows us well already!
4. What is cocooning? #MosebyCocooning
Cocooning is an adoption term for a family buckling down and helping everyone learn about this new family life together. So, we stay home a lot, we don't meet a lot of new people, only mom and dad meet needs, and we say YES a lot. Tariku isn't spoiled! Due to the nature of orphanage life (even the best), a child is told no a lot. When they cry and no one responds, that is a no. So, we try to say yes A LOT! So, if Tariku fusses, we run to meet his need. We don't let him cry it out. If he wimpers, we jump in. If he barely gets hurt, we swoop him up and comfort him...even if he is not crying. That is something to learn; "this mom and dad are good at comforting. I guess I can rely on them when I get hurt." We also indulge him with rocking him to sleep three times a day, if not more. It is EXHAUSTING, especially since he is sick. We do not believe this will spoil Tariku. He doesn't need to toughen up. Adoptees sometimes learn from the hardship of their life that they can only rely on themselves. We are trying to teach him otherwise! (we realize this is odd, but it's okay)
5. Again, how are you?
Again, making it! Tired of sickness, but we're okay. He is so clingy that I get overwhelmed within the first few hours of the day. Today he did well playing on his own on the floor. That was very helpful for my personal space! I am good though. Could use a pedicure escape one evening?
Am I being too honest?! :D I appreciate you all. If you have other questions, let me know.
Josh & Kara
~Ralph Waldo Emerson