A year ago today at this time, I was undoubtedly sitting on the bed in our small room in the heart of Addis Ababa recalling one of the most eventful days of my life and the countless emotions that I experienced that day. You see, one year ago this very night was the last night we ever had to spend without our family being together.
It was one year ago today that we cried at the sight of the America World sign outside of the transition home gate, and one year ago that we waited on the steps for Yedidiya's nanny to bring him out and place him into our arms for the first time. We finally got to hold him, kiss him, tell him that we loved him and that we had longed for this day. What a memory. It seems like forever ago, yet is still so vivid.
To sum up our first 4 hours together as a family, I would say, he cried. A lot. He played a little, peed on dad for the first time, ate and slept, but mostly cried. We wondered if we had gotten ourselves in over our heads. But even with how difficult it was for him to spend 4 hours with complete strangers and for us to spend 4 hours with a screaming child, it was perfect. We were a family dealing with these things as a family. And as hard as it was to hand him back to the nannies, I felt great to say, "We'll see you tomorrow."
And that tomorrow couldn't come soon enough. January 19th, 2010 Yedidiya came home with us and we were finally united as a forever family. One wonderful, blessed, joyous, and exhausting year ago!
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