I realized that I needed to put pictures to words to remember our Gotcha Day. Our agency director, Sue, actually sent all of these to us….

Jason and I seeing Judson Obsi

Approaching him gently…no tears!

Ahh, there are the tears…those clothes and tennis ball are the only thing we have from his orphanage days.

You can see he is looking for an out…anyone? Please?

Jason and Sue got in on the action to see if they could calm him…it didn’t work.

This is Hewitt…she is amazing. She talked to him for several minutes and calmed him right down. I realized later that we left without giving her a chance to tell him goodbye and it just hurts my heart. She cared for him for 9 months and I can imagine that she was a source of comfort and stability for him.

We had several other parents at the T house that day and we shared many conversations as we let him acclimate to us a little more.

Judson has an amazing dad and I love how he began to look to him from day one. Those few days we had just us and Judson Obsi were such a blessing and I am so thankful for our moments, just the three of us.

I will always remember this day for the simplicity of it and the significance of it. No turning back, Judson is finally where he was created to be.

January 9-10

Travel Day was crazy, of course!
Jason was able to go to the staff retreat for a while and I finished last minute details. Emery had gotten strep throat over the weekend so she was home with me.
We were able to spend a little time with Parker, Emery and Bradley as I was, no doubt, throwing things in the suitcase.
Our last moments as a Party of Five we spent in prayer together.
It was precious to this mommy, who can’t shield them from the long days ahead, but I can point them to the fact that we are in this together.

This is their story, as much as his.

And I have no doubt they will Rise to the task that God has given us.

Next stop….Ethiopia.

January 11, Gotcha Day

As soon as we landed in Addis, we were able to get a game plan together for the day. It was 8am and we had been traveling for almost 14 hours. We originally thought we would go to our guest house and get some rest, but after talking with our Agency Director, who is in town, we decided to go, get changed and head to the Transition house to pick him up. We are so excited to be traveling with Charlie and Gina Mitchell, a family from our church who are bringing home Nate and  Abe. We were greeted by them and their sons at the guest house and we both received an extra dose of energy. We all ended up going to get Judson Obsi.
Sue, our agency director was at the T house, along with a few other parents!

Our moment was not dramatic except in the only way that matters….
He let us approach him, touch him, and talk to him for a few minutes With NO TEARS!!

We had been told he was giving out smiles and high fives, so we knew the prayers of so many were not returning void!

We felt hope and joy!
He of course started crying, but we went into the living room and Hewitt, the lead nanny, spent a long time talking to him, telling him we are his mommy and daddy, we love him, and that she was going to get him candy! He finally calmed down, interacted with us, then, fell asleep.
We left the place he has known for 9 months , as he slept…

When we got to the Guest house, we spent a lot of time playing cars, eating suckers and being with Nate and Abe. I am so thankful we are traveling with them. They are familiar, active boys and just plain fun. They also provide familiarity for him.

That afternoon, I was able to feed him Injera and give him lots of water that he is drinking from a sippy cup! We heard him speak in this high pitched voice, scolding Abe for trying to take his smarties! It was such an answered prayer just be with him!

He is showing an ease with Jason and would just lean into him. What a picture of grace and love…a child leaning into his father. He is still very solemn and shows no emotions and we definitely have some developmental and health issues to address, but he made tremendous progress today. h

His only episode of crying was when I tried to lay him down for a nap. Too much for our guy. So Jason held him and he fell asleep for a nap. We gave him a shower after he woke up and he refused to sit in the tub for a bath. It was obvious he didn’t know what to do. His belly is very distended and his pull ups are falling down because the rest of him is so tiny.  We put on his pjs, and I can’t tell you how BIG that felt to this mommy who thinks matching pjs is essential!

After that we tried to feed him, but he was not very hungry. We are learning if you put a lot in front of him, he wants to have it all in his hands. Trial by fire with the food…

And tonight, he fell asleep with a magna doodle in his hand and his mommy by his side and has slept all night, unlike his parents! He is actually still sleeping at 7:30.

Jason and I were spending some time in the Word this morning and Jason read John 4:46-54 and how appropriate it was for us on this early morning….

So he came again to Cana in Galilee, where he had made the water wine. And at Capernaum there was an official whose son was ill. When this man heard that Jesus had come from Judea to Galilee, he went to him and asked him to come down and heal his son, for he was at the point of death. So Jesus said to him, “Unless you see signs and wonders you will not believe.” The official said to him, “Sir, come down before my child dies.”
Jesus said to him, “Go; your son will live.”
The man believed the word that Jesus spoke to him and went on his way.
As he was going down, his servants met him and told him that his son was recovering. So he asked them the hour when he began to get better, and they said to him, “Yesterday at the seventh hour the fever left him.”
The father knew that was the hour when Jesus had said to him, “Your son will live.”
And he himself believed, and all his household. This was now the second sign that Jesus did when he had come from Judea to Galilee. (John 4:46-54 ESV)

We believe this promise that OUR SON WILL LIVE, not just physically, but that the real boy will be unleashed and come alive.  What a gift we were given from Jesus, speaking truth to our minds And hearts!

We are rejoicing in this day and know that God is at work…praise you, Father…..

What a whirlwind few days we have had. We woke early Thursday morning, January 5, to learn that we had cleared Embassy and were ready to travel. I can’t explain the absolute relief that washed over me. Part of the adoption journey involves waiting, that is a given. But there are also a lot of unknowns that can either cause you to get caught up in the emotion over it….or to submit it to Lord, sometimes second by second. It involves trusting that a young African girl who lives hours from the capital, can be found and will endure a long, bumpy, uncomfortable journey…to again tell her story and say goodbye to the son she birthed and raised for 19 months. It is believing that God is always at work on our behalf, for the purpose of His Glory, even when what is going on around you, seems like the forces of evil are winning.

Is it really winning when a young girl has to relinquish her child because she has no way to provide for him? Can we rejoice over this child for whom we have prayed is coming home, when it means, the arms of another will never again hold her son? Can we do this? Can unspeakable joy and the deepest heartache exist at the same time?

So, those were the thoughts and emotions swimming in my heart and head at 5:00 am, as I’m standing in my bathroom, and read those precious words.

YOU ARE CLEARED.

My heart was tender and broken most of the day towards this young woman, who I knew was probably seeing her child for the last time. The ache I felt for her was almost painful because I imagined what it would feel like to release my children to the love and care of people I had never met nor seen. Not for a moment or a day, but forever.

And, I was broken.
In the midst of learning tha our Embassy appointment meant leaving four days later and juggling schedules, and finishing things at work, and getting the final touches done on adding a toddler to our home, and spending time with the kids, I thought of this young woman and just hurt for her.  I needed to grieve for her and with her at the fallen world we live in and wrestle with how God will be glorified when there are 147 Million more just like him.

And then….

Later in the day we received pictures of that moment. Obsi with his birth mom on that last day.
And I was struck by how beautiful she looked and how AT PEACE she looked. With a smile on her face, holding him, enjoying that time, I was again overwhelmed with the knowledge that MY God redeems, He takes that which is broken and tenderly makes it new. He alone brings beauty out of the ashes and I saw the proof on my computer. In her eyes, she can now rest, knowing she loved that boy enough to put his needs before her own. I may never know all the details of her story or her reasons, but I do know this….she sacrifically loved her son.

And now it is our turn. It is Jason, Kelly, Parker, Emery and Bradley’s turn to take the reigns from her and follow her example to love him. He is a Stewart, whether he likes it or not, whether he looks like us or not, we will love him, for the rest of his days. We will now walk the path of healing for a scared, little soul. Our journey is not at the end , but rather, we are only beginning….and I can not wait to see Judson’s redemption story…..

Sweet First Mom,
I may never meet you except in the mannerisms or eyes of our son, but I can promise you this, Judson Obsi will be loved. I will hold him tight, I will wipe his tears, I will give him boundaries, speak encouragement to him, help him dream big, and advocate for him. His daddy will show him how to be a godly man, a leader and a gentleman. His sisters will stand up for him, take care of him, and protect him. His brother will play with him, teach him about cars and trucks, and let’s be honest, tackle him. His grandparents are amazing and will give him pretty much whatever he wants. His aunts and uncles will always let him vent about his parents. His cousins will laugh with him and always play with him. His church will open their heart to him and live out a faith in Christ that is real and passionate.

I promise to pray for you and to honor you. I know God has an amazing plan for you..seek Him. He will heal your heart and He is trustworthy. You are forever apart of our life and you can rest in the knowledge that your son has found a home that wants to see him UNLEASHED.

Be at peace….

The words we were waiting to hear! After our October 31 court date, our agency works to get all the paperwork prepared and ready to go to the Embassy. This involved having the documents translated, getting a new birth certificate and a passport. Embassy has been more and more difficult to get through, so we have been very prayerful. On December 8, we were submitted to court and on the December 21, we found out our birthmother interview was scheduled for January 5. Embassy is now interviewing the person who relinquished the child to help in determining Orphan Status.  We found out early yesterday morning that we had cleared court and were given a January 12 Embassy appointment!

It is time to bring our son home.

The past few days have been a whirlwind, but today has been one where I feel like my course has been set and I am moving. We received precious pictures of Judson with his birthmom yesterday and it is such a gift. She is a beautiful young woman and I am beyond humbled.

I still have more to share about our court trip and the amazing time we had.

For now, I ask you to pray.

Pray for all the details, our children, our travel, and for our transition. I am not naive to think this is going to be easy or even kinda hard. I know we are not able to walk this alone and I am so thankful that to serve a Father who will complete that which He started and for a community that loves our son already.  The list of resources I have are endless and I DO NOT take the support we have for granted.

We are going to get our son….