I can hardly believe it. But 10 minutes ago I got the phone I’ve been waiting for for so long time. She told me there was a little boy waiting for me in Etiophia. He is a 2 years and 3 months old. And his name is Tinsae. Tomorrow I’ll get some photos of him and papers that will tell me some more. She read a little for me over the phone and it seems like he’s a healthy boy with social skills. “Well build and strong”.

Since I was a little girl I have had the name ready for a boy (have no idea about what to call a girl, though, but who cares now?!) I want to name him after my grandfather on my mothers side, who was named Matteus (Matthew); I’ll twist it a little so it becomes Mathias (like how the hebrew wrote it). The name means A GIFT FROM GOD, and what other is this child!?!

From now my life will never be the same ever again, and I’m so happy
How am I going to get anything done today?????!

Off course there is still the possibility for me to say: no thanks, and I shall think about it seriously while reading the medical rapport tomorrow, but to be honest there is about 99 % chance I say: YES please