Showing posts with label Uganda. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Uganda. Show all posts

Friday, September 4, 2015

Tears Well ~ 4 Years Family!

Today marks a BIG day in our family!

I've often wondered what things would be like on this day.

How would "we" be?

Would we still worry or wonder?

We we all feel "at home"? 

Today marks the momentous day that Allan has been our son longer than he was not...




1460 days of being mama to this boy!

My heart breaks and hurts and reels when I remember this day. Oh, how horrible and wonderful it all was. I see his chubby face and tears well.



35063 hours of sonship, brotherhood and family.

Then I see him, like today, looking through an open door, saying "Maaah... can I have lemonade?" and he looks so big, so almost-nine and all-boy and saying my name in the way only he says it. I see his big boy face and tears well.





I can't express how good it feels. 
It is natural. It is honest. It is family.

I know it isn't the wish I'd give to my son, adoption that is, but it is what it is and its been good.

His name means precious. And he is. He is so so precious to me.
Thank you Jesus for letting me be his mama!


Friday, October 25, 2013

Thea's Forever Family Day ~ Two Years

I don't even know what to say any more...
Honestly, I can't remember what it was like to not have Thea part of our family.
I know I haven't always been, that hard and beautiful reality is still felt quite keenly.



I am pretty sure I am "just" her mom now.

Just mom is always there. The just mom is consistent and sure of. You can know just mom will wipe your dirty little bum 15 times in one day because you space out your poop to cause the most possible mess... because we know mom will keep cleaning it up, and just in case we forgot she was just our mom, we now know she is. A just mom is expected to sing to you every night and do your hair up pretty and take you to go see it in the mirror. She always does those things.

Dad too. We know he is going to give us whiskery kisses. We know we can say good bye and he will be back for lunch in no time. We know he isn't a push over and we listen to him a tad better than to mom. We know he is fun and exciting and a little cooler than mom... because, well, he makes everything good. We know that he is dad and dads don't leave.

A just mom is mistreated and loved all in the same day. 
A dad is a dad who is there even when he isn't.

Recently, we all watched the old Disney Peter Pan. I reminded two of my big kids to try and not suck their thumbs ("because that is only for bedtime"). Thea listened and tried to not suck her thumb too. A few moments later her satiny smooth cool hand was on my cheek. Softly, smoothly patting. I felt loved by her intentionally. It was good.

Then speaking, "Mom. Cora suck her fumb!"

I realized her soft touch of "love" was only to be informant on her big sister. Taddles.
Oh well.

While the song "Mother" crooned on the TV I did dishes and Thea was held by her big sister, but when I sat down she scrambled into my lap. 

Her be-puffed hair with curls the size of a pen spring, blocked my view and got stuck in my eyelashes. It is annoyingly sweet. A trivial peeve. Puffs pushed down, brushed aside, back in my eyes again with out delay. 

Baby the Lamb and Blanky joined us. Sleepy breathing.


When I put her to bed we played "Kiss... Hug... Kiss... Hug..."
She starts the simple game. It gives me joy.

She asks in a request, "Hey mom. What a yittle girls made of?" and I dutifully sing a croaky and substandard rendition and don't skip the special personalized verse... Even if I could. I know that one unknown day she will ask the very last time of me, "What are little girls made of?" So I sing for her...

"Go to sleepy bi-low Thea.
Go to nighty-night now Thea.
Mama loves you.
And Daddy does too!
You're our little sugar Bee-ya!"

(I know, I am a rhyming genius of the likes of Shakespeare and master soother of all things infantile.)


I know I am just her mom now... and I am so thankful to be just that. 
All the really real moms are overlooked. 

We are two years home.
We are together.
I can't say much more than that.





Sunday, July 8, 2012

A Call Home

Just talked to our family in Ug@nda.
Such news!


Pauline has the measles! Please pray for her healing and wellness. 
(Pauline is Allan's cousin, I think she is about 10, the girl in pink in the middle behind Allan).



Eron had a boda accident and has wounds on her legs! She was going to get food at a market for the family, while she was riding the boda a lady in a car hit them and she went flying off. Some how she messed up her legs in the accident. They took her to the hospital, but she is fine now.



The church is trying to take back the land that their home is on and where they grow their food. It is a really nice place, very peaceful and they have room and what they need. This is sad news. The church evidently had loaned the land out to people who need it, but is now wanting it back. The other option, as of now, is for them all to move back into the village which is many hundred miles away. 



On the brighter side all the kids had a concert recently at school.
This is Betty who is 15, she is tying up a chicken. 
While we talked she was preparing a chicken for dinner.



Eron's second term at University starts in August! She did well in her marks and really enjoyed her classes. She said she was really intimidated at the class sizes of about 60 students when she'd be called on or have to talk in front of the class... understandable!


Please pray for "our" family.
Pray that God blesses them and reveals Himself to them.
Pray that He prospers them and provides for them!






Wednesday, April 4, 2012

A Year Ago

A year ago today I landed.
A week to rival all other weeks of my life.
Completely unknowing where it would take us.

Wild, Scary, Joyous, Beautiful, Greif, Depressing, Unimaginable and Good







This week a year ago...
was wild, not at all tame, but it was good.
It made me think harder and deeper than I've ever thought before.
It confronted me with reality, grief and joy that I've never before known the depths of.
But it was good.




Saturday, January 28, 2012

Ugandan Traditional Stew




Traditional Uganda Stew Meal
Chicken Stew
I was blessed to eat this at Jaja (Grandma) Teopista’s house on several occasions. Teopista is our son’s grandma, and we love her dearly. It became known to me both through reputation and personal experience that Teopista is a very good cook. This is my best imitation of her much better Chicken Stew. It can be served with all the following recipes, and with either rice or Posho.
8 helpings

1 whole fryer chicken (cooked and shredded) or 3 chicken breasts sliced
¼ cup oil
2 tablespoons Beef Masala (alternate recipe below)
2 tablespoons Royco Mchuzi Mix (alternate recipe below)
2 cups of chicken broth or bullion dissolved in hot water
3-4 cups additional water (to taste)
1 medium white onion chopped
2 large carrots sliced
2 large tomatoes chopped
2 pieces of celery chopped
2 tablespoons grated fresh ginger
1 lemons juice

Brown chicken in large stockpot with oil. When it is browned add in onion and cook until onion is starting to give off flavor.

Add in tomatoes, carrots and celery. Brown a few minutes to release flavor.

Pour in 2 cups chicken stock or bullion mix. You may add additional water as needed to keep broth from cooking down too much. Think slow cooking... 

Add in Masala and Mchuzi mix… and grated ginger and lemon juice.

Boil for an hour or turn on low for as long as needed for chicken to slow cook and start to fall apart.

Serve the brothy stew in a bowl that people can add the potatoes, rice or posho and matoke too… top all with a nice helping of Groundnut sauce. A nice fresh side item is avocado or fresh pineapple or coleslaw salad.


Matoke
(Otherwise known as Plantain)
Matoke is normally bought in Uganda as huge green banana looking stalks on the roadside. But in the US you purchase as plantain and individual. It is also eaten in the green/unripe state in Uganda, steamed and mashed up into a very thick mash and is usually unseasoned and bland. Here is our family’s version that is more palatable for Americans.

3 ripe (starting to brown) plantains
1 cup water

Peel the matoke by scoring along the 3 prominent ridges of the fruit. Cut off each end. The take a butter knife or your thumb and start to work the peel off. Sometimes it is easy, other times not so much.

Once peeled, break or cut the matoke in half and put in a sauce pan, pour in just enough water to mainly cover the fruit… if they aren’t all submerged that is just fine.

Put on medium heat and cover with a lid. Don’t let it burn or let the water fully evaporate! If you do it will smell and taste like burnt sugar. Cook until softened and mash with a potato masher. It will be one big mass of gooey plantain.

Serve to be added to the Chicken Stew.



Irish Potatoes

In Uganda many locals call potatoes “Irish”. Most potatoes are red skinned small potatoes and nearly always eaten peeled.

10 small red potatoes
¼ cup butter (seriously, use butter... olive oil would work but it won't be as good!)
Small bunch of cilantro diced
1 tablespoons lemon juice
3 tablespoons Mchuzi Mix (recipe below)

Peel all the potatoes. Put in pot with some water and boil until just tender. 

Drain water and add in butter or oil and brown gently.

Add in cilantro, lemon juice and seasoning. Serve to be added to the Chicken Stew.



Groundnut Sauce

Groundnuts are Peanuts because they are grown in the ground. Street venders all over Uganda walk around with large baskets of pre-bagged red peanuts for sale. It took me some time to figure out that “ground nuts” were really peanuts. This sauce is one of the only sauces or condiments I noticed that is served with most meals. It can be served with beans and rice, and most stews. Because it is made from locally grown (often at the homes) the sauce has a grayish purple color… actually quite lovely in color, but looks far different from our “peanut butter” in the US. It is also thinner and less strong in taste. Here is the very easy way to make it, using peanut butter as the groundnut base.

1 cup creamy peanut butter (natural brand are better, those with less oil)
2 tablespoons olive oil
¼ cup onion diced
2 tablespoons grated fresh ginger
1 teaspoon red pepper flakes
1 teaspoon chili powder (or cayenne if you are brave)

Brown diced onion in oil until starting to soften and brown. Turn down to low heat… or turn burner off altogether. Add in peanut butter. And stir until it is soft and thin. If it is still fairly thick you can gradually add water to your desired consistency. It should run off the spoon gradually.

Add in ginger, pepper flakes, and chili powder.

Top rice or stews with this sauce… it also makes great Chicken Satay dipping sauce!



Posho

Posho is maize (or corn) flour. That is not like corn meal flour (what we make corn bread out of)! Don't try it, it won't work! What we do that makes the most accurate Posho is to take good old Southern Grits… or polenta...

Put 1 cup grits in a blender and blend it until it is a fine powder. Take the “grit” out of those grits!

Then stir it little by little into a pan of boiling water… about 2 cups of water.

It will make this mass of grits in the pan… that is right. Just don’t let it get lumpy by adding all the flour at once… stir it in slowly.

Let it cook and absorb all the water until it is a huge mass. Then just take a spoonful or chunk and lob it on a plate. 

Locals take it with their fingers and sop up the stew with it. It is bland, but totally just like finer processed grits. You can also add some salt to the water as you add the flour/grits to add more flavor, but with the salty stew it really isn’t needed unless you are eating it with out the stew.

Now, I admit I have NO idea if this is the Ugandan way of doing it because I have never seen it made, but it tastes the same and our boy LOVES it… so it must not be that far off. 

Additionally, you could just get Polenta or Grits and sub it for the whole thing… it is close, much more coarse… but the same idea.


So this is about as close as you can get, this side of the Nile River, to a Traditional Ugandan Stew Meal. I hope you enjoy… and I will work on finding a good substitute Mchuzi and Beef Masala Mix for you!

And if you are a Ugandan reading this and thinking, “Oh dear… that is just not right!” Please feel free to correct me! I am working from taste here.


Royco Mchuzi Mix Substitute
Mix equal parts beef bullion powder, coriander, cumin, turmeric, garlic, ginger, sugar, salt, fennel and cinnamon.

Beef Masala Mix Substitute
I would mix 1/2 cup cornstarch and add in ¼ cup of all these spices:
Coriander, salt, turmeric, dry mustard, fennel seeds, powdered ginger, black pepper, garlic, cinnamon, cloves, chilies, fenugreek.

Those are my best guesses, both from research and taste.



Hope you enjoy!

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Lost and Now Found


I lost these photos, well, really they were just misplaced, but they were lost to me for months and this week I made it my mission to find them... if they still exsisted.
On Monday I sat down in tears after literally (well not really) tearing apart my computer and 2 back up drives! I was certain they were gone.
Today I was packing up an computer we are donating to someone and this thought occured to me, "Just look here..." I did, and they were literally THE only file remaining on the computer.
How amazing is that?

So hope you enjoy.
I sure did.
Some sweet moments captured.


My first day in country, pick up Thea, go to court. Got to hit that ground runnin'!
Here is our daughter's nanny, who loved her dearly.


Miss Thea, our first night ever together.


The kids at the home.


Ruling... getting our verbal that Thea is ours!


All dressed up!


Miss cutie with her yarn extensions.


Thea with her adoptive Jaja... Allan's grandma.


Very little kiddos walking home from school.


Thea's nanny saying goodbye.


Our last visit to the baby home for a little party.


One of the ever ready reminders of God's presence along the way.


A school.


Me and my good friend at Bujagali Falls on the Nile.


Chicken on a stick, with a sleeping baby. Really... very good!


Kids who live at a school/orphanage pointing at me the mzungu!



A very lovely woman riding in traditional fashion on a boda boda.



Another sign... "All things work together for good."


Tea fields.


Friday, July 29, 2011

Talking

I called our boy today.
I first spoke with Aunt Eron. She filled me in like always. Everyone is good.

I called back an hour later because I think it was dinner time.

When I called back their house had a few guests. Evidently it has been raining a lot there. I got to speak with Jjajja (grandma), Carol (a lady, maybe Pauline's mom?), Pauline (a little girl), I think Kizito's cousins where there too, there were a couple of little "Hi's" from time to time and of course sweet Kizito. His voice really is the sweetest sound.

Elias was with me so he spoke too. Then Aunt Eron wanted to talk with Cora and Addie... she (they all) love Cora. They think she is as cute as can be and NOT joking ask about her first every time I talk to them! The whole house (in UG) was in an uproar. They were laughing, the children talking and making exclamations when they heard Addie, Eli and Cora. Cora kept repeating every word I said. When I spoke with Carol she said, "I just wanted to hear your voice and listen to you in America." Pauline said, "Hallo, my name is Pauline. How are you?" Kizito kept saying, "Hello... how are you?... Good... I love you." I think that is the extent of his English. :-) I think we were their late night show and entertainment! They certainly laughed about it and were talking in Luganda when we said things.

Finally Eron said, "It was so fun to talk with you all, but I think we must be letting you go to bed." It was 11 am our time :-)... but 9 pm for them.

Smile.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Clever Kizito


We were blessed to get an update on Kizito yesterday.
A friend is there currently and was able to make it out to Kizito's area to deliver some groceries and goods to them. She said a neighbor said, Kizito was always a very shy and serious child. Then his new mother came to visit and he is always smiling, outgoing and "very clever."

We aren't exactly sure what clever means, but we are sure it must be a good thing.
Look at his sweet smile!








He also had a cough... but so do Addie, Elias and Cora.
It totally made me laugh. We're already sharing sicknesses.

We are busy preparing... we have our Biometrics appointment on Tuesday... getting our FILE sent off sometime this week... and praying like mad for all the little details to align.

We are praying for TWO September court dates...
One for Kizito and one for Little Miss...
the same day would be a miracle!

Please join us in this prayer.



Friday, June 3, 2011

Calling Home


I've been trying to call Kizito on a weekly basis. It is wonderful because most people there have cell phones... I think land lines are rare. But cells are sort of inexpensive and virtually everyone has one. You just upload them with minutes (credit). Anyway, Kizito's family has a phone (think they use it for emergencies, I rarely saw them use it) and I can call them through Skype. You just make an audio call. This last call cost me little more than a dollar.

Every one is good.
Eron said that Jaja (Grandma) and Kizito are well.
Kizito was out playing... that is life for a four year o
ld boy in Ug@nda. They play all day long.


But I waited 15 minutes and he was at home then... time for bed.
What a sweet little voice he has. Here is a good representation of our conversation... with Auntie Eron translating:

Me: Hello Kizito!
K: Hallo.
Me: How are you?
K: Goud.
Me: Did you have fun playing today?
K: Yes.
Me: Are you being a good boy? (Not sure why I asked that... like he'd say, "I was rotten today.")
K: Yes.
Me: I love you!
K: I love you! (Pause and lugandan talking) How are you?
Me: Good.
K: How is Audie (Addie)?
Me: She is good! ... Sleep well tonight. We love you!
K: I love you.
Me: Good bye sweet boy.
K: Guh' bye.

THEN I got to talk with Jaja!

It was pretty much the same thing. We translated through Eron. She asked if we were well and I said yes and asked if she was well and she said yes and then she said thank you for calling. I said we love them very much.

Then as I was getting off with Eron I could hear Jaja telling her all these things to say... I love old Ug@ndan ladies... It was like she was ordering Eron, "You make sure and tell her thank you for calling! Tell her to sleep well! Tell her we look forward to seeing her again!" :-)

Eron said all that and then paused and said, "It isn't night there for you?" I said, "It is morning, but we will have a good day and you have good rest."

Such a HUGE blessing!
So happy to hear a sweet little voice!

Feeling honored to participate in this thing God has brought to us. We've already learned so much and been changed into something closer resembling our Lord. Who knew that was what this adoption would be about? Good stuff.

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Sweet Sights

Furthermore, I will add that there are a few families visiting their babies at the home Little Miss is at and they have sent a picture every day (at the least) of that girl! They have blessed so many families this week!!! I think they've sent me about 6 photos so far... and they are really good!

Little Miss has the MOST beautiful smile!
I am giddy over it!

This is outside the home... toys getting some nice Ug@ndan sun!


I am SO tempted to post it, but won't. But if you see me, ask to see it. I have about 10 printed!

She sucks her left index finger and has a best friend with an equally delightful "old lady name" and they sit together daily and knit... that is totally my imagination. But, given these two girls names you'd think it was the case! Laugh.

Oh... and her HAIR!
This girl's hair is, well, as big as her smile!!!
The nannies seem to be taking some extra time to give her the grandest 'fro this side of the Nile River! It is beautiful!

We are seeing more and more that adoption really is the only option available to Little Miss. We are hopeful, but also guarded... we'll see what happens!





Thursday, May 5, 2011

Tea in Uganda

In one of my travel posts I briefly mentioned that I had tea with Eron, Kizito's aunt.
I wanted to tell you more about Eron and my time with her.

First of all, she is a super sweet person. She is 19 years old, much younger than all of her siblings. She's graduated secondary school and can't afford to continue her education. Currently she lives with her mom and helps care for Kizito.


She has a sweet smile and very pretty micro-loc hair (mini dreds for most of you... not all dreds look like Bob Marley). She is slender and tall, but very graceful.

She speaks nearly perfect English and is very easy to converse with. She is insightful and asks good questions and gives good explanations, but forgets to interpret because she gets wrapped up in conversations.


The one day I spent most of the day at Kizito's I spent it with Eron. We had tea together. I was really nervous about eating from places other than my guest house... I didn't want to get sick. My weak American stomach was my fear. But it was offered and I figured tea would be boiled so there wasn't much chance of things causing me harm... hopefully.

Any way, Eron slipped in the house and came back with 2 mismatched, but lovely, tea cups and saucers. I didn't tell her ladies in the US would like a mismatched set for the style of it. She also brought out a box of loose black tea and a tub of raw sugar. Then the water was brought by a neighbor, Constance, in a thermos with a lid, and it was steaming hot... a good sign. Any way, we spooned the loose tea into our cups, added some raw sugar, and when I looked in the thermos I saw brownish water with bits of bark-ish looking stuff floating in it!

My thoughts, "Oh dear! I can NOT drink that!" But, I kept cool and asked, "Eron, is this water?"

Yes, I know she must have thought I was a nut!

She said, "Yes."

I said, "What is in it?'

She smiled and said, "That is something we put in our water to flavor it. Do you know ginger, it is a root."

I sighed internally.

"Oh, yes! I know ginger!"

Eron, "We grow it and grate it and dry it and store it to flavor our water."

Me, "Wow! That is a good idea."

So, what have I been flavoring my tea with since returning home? Yep, ginger.
Had a cup last night that rivaled Eron's.


Thursday, April 28, 2011

Fried Plantain Chips

While shopping at Wallymart I saw a plantain! I was pretty excited. I have not ever eaten plantain prior or visiting Uganda. To be honest, I didn't really care for it. But I thought, hum... maybe I might try it again.

So I found this easy and appetizing recipe on this site HERE for fried plantain chips.

My biggest challenge was figuring out how to get the thing peeled! My word. It isn't like a banana, is it?


The trick is to score down the "ridges" and then get your thumb in it and separate the skin from the fruit.

It is also much more firm than a banana... and not sweet.

So then I heated a pan of olive oil... just really letting the oil cover the bottom of the pan.
I cut the plantain into 1/8" thick slices... and really in my opinion the thinner the better.
Then popped them in the pan, one layer.


They were brown and crispy in no time.
I salted them with Lawry's Season Salt.
And made an imitation "African Hot Sauce" by taking ketchup and adding Talapito's hot sauce to taste.

Yum! They were tasty!

Even Cora (the baby) chowed down. She called them "crackers."
Addie couldn't get over the fact the looked like bananas but didn't taste like it... she ate one and passed on the rest.
Elias just chowed down and didn't comment, like a typical boy.

I think it is a keeper recipe!