Last weekend I also spent time with Ethiopian friends, learning some Amharic words. We are all hoping that the new child actually understands Amharic, as there are over 70 spoken languages in Ethiopia. But it will make travel easier, regardless. My friends are wildly excited at the prospect my adopting a child from their birthplace. They assured me that just as their home is a second home to Najma and myself, so it will be for the new addition. I watched the mother prepare injera, the sourdough flat, spongy bread that is the mode of transportation between hearty Ethiopian stews and one's mouth. It is a lot of work. They were amazed, and very touched, to hear that American families are trying to learn to make injera and cook with berbere spices for their adopted children. Auntie encourages all of us to just purchase injera, and save the hours of labor for the new children :).
I continue to try and collect my needed letters and put my home in order, but after this week, I feel more relaxed. I feel the prospect of mothering another child is lightening my spirit. I know the wait will seem odious at some point, but at this moment, I am buoyed by the progress I have made so far toward my child.