September 6, 2012

Orevwa!

So, I just checked the date when I wrote my first blog post (about being pregnant with sick twins) and it was September 8th, 2010.  Very odd that my last post will be September 6th, 2012.  A lot sure has happened in 2 years.

Has your life changed?

Oh boy.  I hate this question and the truth is that it is complicated.  Trying to explain how something like this changes you is like trying to explain to your friends that don’t have children what it is like to be a parent.  You can’t.  It is impossible.

Here’s what I can say:

  1. Whomever said, “Being a parent is the toughest job in the world,” wasn’t teasing.
  2. Neither was the person who said, “Money can’t buy happiness.”
  3. It takes four full-days at the end of the earth to entertain the idea of missing my kids.
  4. Announcing number 3 makes others think you are a bad mom.
  5. No matter how much poverty I surround myself with, I will still beeline to Starbucks the first chance I get.  I can’t quit that shit!
  6. You cannot get malaria from a goat.
  7. More often than not, donations go to the people behind the cause, not the cause itself.
  8. When you take your family and friend’s money, there comes a strong sense of responsibility it is making a difference in the world.
  9. Everyone’s bucket list should include, “Provide running water to people who would otherwise never have it.”
  10. Even orphans in Haiti think that Eric is perfect.
  11. My best friend is as beautiful on the inside as she is on the outside.
  12. You can give 100 orphan babies a good life in their own country for the price of adopting one.  Which is a smarter decision when you already have 4 kids.
  13. You have to teach your children to be kind and grateful.  Just like you have to teach them to read and ride their bike.
  14. You can have your heart-broken by something other than a boy.

I know it doesn’t make sense to a lot of you why I would end my blog at the peak of its popularity, but a good friend of mine once told me that sometimes you have to know when to shut-up.  I believe this to be one of those times.

Before I say goodbye to my budding career as a blogger, I want to thank everyone from the bottom of my heart for following along the past 9 months (or 2 years if you were on the old blog).  Without you guys, I would have come up with a million excuses why I didn’t have enough time to follow through on the trip.  I would have become too busy.  And I would have missed out on an amazing experience.

I also need to thank all of the local businesses who have helped me along the way.  Not a single one of you said no, and I am a proud resident of the Fox Cities and Sister Bay because of your kindness.  I owe an extra-large kind heart award to our fabulous realtor in Door County, MaryKay Shumway.  She has been one of the most helpful and supportive friends a person can ask for, and if you ever need a realtor up there you can look her up….here.

Going to a country like Haiti can overwhelm you.  There are so many problems.  It is easy to think what’s the point?  Easy to say, they don’t know the difference.  Easy to walk away.  Grateful to be an American.  Glad it isn’t your problem.

It is difficult to come up with solutions and almost impossible to say that you were a part of something that truly made a lasting difference.  The reality is, everyone who has donated to Haiti:  Together We Move has earned the right to say they’ve done the impossible.  Even the smallest of donations will remain part of the fund forever.  Forever giving children the opportunity to run and play that would otherwise have no other options.

So thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you to everyone who has taken the time out of their busy lives to attend an event.  And thank you, thank you, thank you to everyone who has donated.  Not many people can say they have the type of friends, family, and blog readers I do, and absolutely none of this was possible without all of you.

What’s next?

First, I am going to take a freaking nap.  I am tired.  “Fall asleep in the middle of a room on the floor with children on top of you” tired.

My sitter took this photo and texted it to me. It sort of frightened me. But it also cracked me up.

Then I am going to pick up my house for the first time in a really long time.

And after that, I am going to finish raising the money.  When I first started the blog, I truly believed it would be the best way to do it.  I never intended it to be a marketing tool that could help me understand when people give, why they give, what they give to, etc.  But it kind of turned into that and it brought me full circle back to one of the first ideas I had in December 2011.  Why does that always happen?  You pick out a sofa.  You don’t want to buy the first one you like.  You look at 100 other sofas.  Then you buy the first sofa you looked at.  Same concept, different storyline.

My mind has been reeling non-stop since I have gotten home, trying to pinpoint the best way to help people who most of you will never get the opportunity to meet (this creates a very large challenge).  So I did what most logical people do and I asked my fortune cookie to give me an answer.  It said:

My photography is clearly improving. It says, “You have executive ability.”

Which is really just a nice way of saying, you are bossy and you have your own way of doing things.  So you should.

I would tell you what I am planning, but that wouldn’t be very smart.  What if someone steals it and uses it for evil instead of good?

So orevwa, friends!  Thank you again for everything!  I will miss you!

P.S.  The blog will remain up permanently to give everyone a chance to get their donations in.  No apologies or excuses on the length of time it takes are ever necessary.  It took us over 2 years to get our shit together and decide we wanted to help Terry and Jeannie, so you are definitely in a judgement free zone.  As always.

So for the last and final time:

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Haiti:  Together We Move

 

September 5, 2012

Day 6: Ti Piyay Dlo!

After a good night’s rest, I asked Rouge Blanc if he would be able to come to the hotel in the morning to discuss what happened the day before.  Even though it wasn’t his fault, he’s the boss, and I didn’t want to leave Haiti with any misunderstandings between us.  He agreed.

I explained some things to him.  He explained some things to me.  It was a valuable conversation, and I left it thinking this a good person who is willing to do something I would never do.  I have to stop finding these people because my friends are going to quit me if I keep asking them for money.

After Rouge and I were done talking, we joined up with Eric and Katie.  Dr. Terry and the other surgeon were kind enough to cover for Eric at the hospital so we could kidnap him for the day and show him what we had been up to at Mary Lou’s.  I was excited to introduce him to the babies.

I love this picture.

When we got to the orphanage, they were busy doing a lot of plumbing work that we couldn’t really partake in.  So we played with the kids for a while and then decided to take a hike up to the other side of the mountain and check out a cave we had been creeping from the deck all week.

Yeti Cave

Sexy is a very talented rock climber, so we made him scale this root. There were bats everywhere resulting in Katie and I being afraid. A bunch of Haitians came up and they all got into a root climbing contest. Very entertaining……

After Sexy destroyed everyone in the contest, we decided to keep hiking so we could get an even better view.  When we got to the top of the mountain, I realized why Dr. Terry says to never leave Haiti without taking in the beauty (I swear this guy knows everything).

In the city, surrounded by trash and poverty, you never get the chance to feel like any of your efforts are worth it.  But in the mountains, where it is quiet, and beautiful, and peaceful, you can.  You can think about what you were able to accomplish, instead of focusing on what you could not:

  • Over 30 orthopedic surgeries.
  • 100s of patients seen in clinic.
  • Advanced training of a Haitian surgeon.
  • Clothing, art supplies, toothbrushes and Angel Dears for 150 orphans.
  • A month’s supply of food for 150 children.
  • New stairs for Mary Lou’s so that kids have a safer climb.
  • Running water (fingers-crossed that the water guy shows up) so the children can attend school.

We could see all the way across to Mary Lou’s from the top

Two of my favorite people in this whole wide world.

The view was absolutely amazing.

Eric’s iPhone photos are the best.  So cool.

After our hike, we took Eric to our favorite lunch spot.  I am pretty certain this place was the cause of 3 weeks of diarrhea, but I would still eat there again right this second if it wasn’t so far away.

When we were done eating, we returned to Mary Lou’s.  Hoping, praying that the water was running…….

Never seen anything so beautiful in my whole life! Water from a crappy tube into a bucket.

Hell yeah! Their tuff tank is filled to the top!

Someone had brought along water bombs, and we are so mature we decided it would be funny to have a water fight with the kids.

Once we got the weapons all ready, we lined the kids up at the top of Mary Lou’s to pelt them with them.  It never really dawned on me that when you hike for 5 hours a day to have water to survive with, that you would not consider wasting it in a fight.  Dumb blanc.  It took them a little while to get the hang of it, but they figured it out.  Seriously, I know you guys hate videos, but if you watch only one…watch this one….. children having running water for the first time.  They are shouting, “Ti piyay dlo.”  Google translator:  “the looting of water.”

In case you don’t watch it:

I love this girl

The difference at Mary Lou’s is amazing:

Before toilet

After toilet

Giving the new potty its first ride….

Potty love

Before Shower

After Shower

Before Stairs

After Stairs

Putting our initials into the cement. I want to bring the girls someday and show them.

The whole team on the new stairs.

Giving manicures. They were so anal that their nails were perfect.

She never cried. Never once.  She was thirsty.

And hungry.  There are too many lovies to pick just one.

Proud ladies

Love this guy.  What an awesome adventure.  Can’t wait to do it again.

All I can say about Day 6 is that these are the top 5 best days of my life:

1.  First child being born

2.  Second child being born.

3.  Twins being born healthy against all odds

4.  Getting married.

5.  Day 6:  Ti Piyay Dlo!  (The looting of water)

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