Long ago an adopting mom who had found my blog contacted me. Erin Valdes was waiting for her court date in Uganda and she was adopting from the same baby home that Kira came from so we had an immediate bond. She and her husband, Jeff, wanted to bring their three children to come experience Africa during the adoption so I offered to help in anyway I could.
They were supposed to travel at Christmas but at the very last minute their lawyer said he has to do more research on the child’s background before the court date so it was postponed. Thankfully their family came to Uganda while I was there in January. It was so much fun to meet her after all the emails we had shared. It was an immediate connection, I liked their family so much. Because I have gone through the adoption before I could try and answer some of their questions about issues that come up with an adopted child. Mostly I reassured them it isn’t possible to be prepared other than they have great parenting tools already established. They’ll just pull them out when needed and roll with what comes. Adopting a two year old is not an easy endeavor. There’s no way around the hard parts, everyone has to go through it to find the good balance.
We met a couple of times to have a meal with the Kirabo Seeds kids. Their family enjoyed getting to know our ministry. Jeff is a missionary and he’s been to Uganda many times. I was encouraged to know how much he liked what we were doing with our new family. Their kids enjoyed playing games with ours, going to the well, helping to wash the van, and doing crafts.
After I returned to the states, the Valdes family came to visit our kids a few more times to hang out and play. It is a happy place and the food is great! I was thankful they came to spend time with the children. I encourage you to visit Jeff’s website about his leadership training ministry in all parts of the world: http://www.bearenway.org
Before they departed Uganda they gave a gift to our family, two goats! It is the most valuable gift they could offer. It took a couple weeks to find a good breed, and Robert got a male and female. They will begin breeding and we will soon have many goats, which are good to sell for the meat, and can help us with the costs of food. The milking breed of goats are very rare in Uganda so these won’t make the excellent goat milk we are so fond of here in America. It is a common sight to see a goat traveling on the back of a motorcycle in Uganda. Though I wished for a photo of our goats arriving in this manner I think they got a ride in our van.
The kids think they have been given two great pets. The older boys loved looking after the goats. They can be walked for grazing. They can be tied to a bush and allowed to graze all around that bush even if it isn’t our land. Goats are easy to keep and don’t have sicknesses or problems. They reproduce quickly and often. Robert had been seeking goats that tend to have more twin births. It will be so exciting when the baby goats arrive for the children to participate in this event. I am hopeful I will be there visiting when that happens.
It was so kind of the Valdes family to give a gift that grows our ministry. Each goat costs 75$ in Uganda. We would welcome a few more females if anyone was interested in giving a goat to the family! There is a children’s book I highly recommend to anyone with children who want to understand how a goat can change the economy of a family drastically: Beatrice’s Goat. It is available on Amazon and it is a story about a Ugandan family that gets a goat and it helps the children be able to go to school. I think I would love farming because I find myself wanting to collect all sorts of animals. Craig has cut me off, though I look longingly at the chicken coops in the feed store and wish for some laying hens so we could collect fresh eggs with Kira every day. Some day we’ll have lots of land and we’ll fill it with all sorts of animals, starting with horses. For now, I’m stuck in suburbia America…but I get to go to Africa often and experience the unimaginable for most suburban moms. I am NOT complaining, just my usual hopeful dreaming.