
Today is Zane's first birthday! We have enjoyed a full 24 hours of celebration. Last night we feasted at an Ethiopian restaurant here in town. We enjoyed talking to the couple who own the restaurant. They have lived here for 30 years now. The couple told us they are gathering emails from families that come into the restaurant that have adopted Ethiopian children in hopes of coordinating a night where we all come together to feast. I was thrilled! We only know 1 other family here that has also adopted from ET, although there are a number of families in the process. We have been anxious to get connected to other adopting families and the Ethiopian community in general. We feel it's important to help Zane grow up with an understanding of and connection to Ethiopia. On top of that this couple told us the local Ethiopian Women's Association is trying to coordinate a monthly get together where they would teach Amharic, culture and history to Ethiopian children. I feel so encouraged and excited for these opportunities to learn more and teach not just Zane, but all our kids more about Ethiopia.
Last night I went to the grocery after we put the kids to bed and I was buying stuff to make his cake. I felt such joy picking out the ingredients (and no, I'm not much a cook to begin with so this is not a normal feeling) and thinking "I get to bake a cake for my son!" I am richly blessed to have this sweet son in my life, to share life with him daily, and to bake his first birthday cake. Who knew I could feel such a sense of joy on the spice and baking aisle?
I also think about his birthmother in Ethiopia and my heart aches for her especially today. We were so blessed to meet her while in Addis Ababa. I can sit here and picture her holding Zane as we spoke - it was outside the National Cathedral. We were standing under the eaves while it was pouring this deafening rain all around us. I imagine today especially she is full of thoughts of Zane, and remembering not only the day he was born but also that day holding him. I pray that God gives her peace and eases the ache in her heart that must be unbearable at times. I hope somehow she will know that I think of her often with gratitude that she has allowed me to be his mommy, and also with heartache that she was unable to keep him and enjoy all these moments with her son. I am very hopeful that one day we can return with Zane and find her again.
In our attempt to insert something about Ethiopia into every aspect of Zane's birthday celebration we went to cheer on the runners at today's local marathon. How is this local marathon related to Ethiopia? Primarily because Ethiopian's dominate this sport. Also because last year's female winner was from Addis Ababa. Also because February 16, 2007 we requested an application from Gladney (our adoption agency). Zane was born February 17, 2007. AND on February 18, Chris and I both ran the local marathon. To think this baby boy that would soon become our son was born the day prior.
We came home, fed the kids, everyone took naps. We had some family over this evening to share dinner and cake. I think Zane beamed the most when we sang happy birthday to him. Here are pictures from our savored 24 hours:

Last night I went to the grocery after we put the kids to bed and I was buying stuff to make his cake. I felt such joy picking out the ingredients (and no, I'm not much a cook to begin with so this is not a normal feeling) and thinking "I get to bake a cake for my son!" I am richly blessed to have this sweet son in my life, to share life with him daily, and to bake his first birthday cake. Who knew I could feel such a sense of joy on the spice and baking aisle?
I also think about his birthmother in Ethiopia and my heart aches for her especially today. We were so blessed to meet her while in Addis Ababa. I can sit here and picture her holding Zane as we spoke - it was outside the National Cathedral. We were standing under the eaves while it was pouring this deafening rain all around us. I imagine today especially she is full of thoughts of Zane, and remembering not only the day he was born but also that day holding him. I pray that God gives her peace and eases the ache in her heart that must be unbearable at times. I hope somehow she will know that I think of her often with gratitude that she has allowed me to be his mommy, and also with heartache that she was unable to keep him and enjoy all these moments with her son. I am very hopeful that one day we can return with Zane and find her again.
In our attempt to insert something about Ethiopia into every aspect of Zane's birthday celebration we went to cheer on the runners at today's local marathon. How is this local marathon related to Ethiopia? Primarily because Ethiopian's dominate this sport. Also because last year's female winner was from Addis Ababa. Also because February 16, 2007 we requested an application from Gladney (our adoption agency). Zane was born February 17, 2007. AND on February 18, Chris and I both ran the local marathon. To think this baby boy that would soon become our son was born the day prior.
We came home, fed the kids, everyone took naps. We had some family over this evening to share dinner and cake. I think Zane beamed the most when we sang happy birthday to him. Here are pictures from our savored 24 hours:



