Your actual name is Restu but we like to call you Stu. Restu was the first way we saw it. Since then we’ve also seen Ristu. One version we saw was Restu X.
Restu (we’ve been told) means blessing. Which is adorable because that’s what your nanny’s name is! I’ve never been able to find the meaning myself but someone told me it’s “blessing” and I’ll believe it until I go to Ethiopia for the first time and I can ask. Either way, you are a blessing.
So it was your birthday last week. Obviously we were very sad to not be with you. We’re sad about that most days. Since we found out about you we’ve wanted you to be with us all the time. Walking the dog, being with our friends and family, watch Netflix. We want you to be with us. When you do come home I’m thinking we’ll do more things that 1 year olds like- going to the park and laughing at repetitive games and taking naps and playing with colorful objects. But for now we mostly picture you doing things that we do. It’s just easier.
On your birthday our friends threw you a shower/birthday party.
I insisted on making your first birthday cake (one of the many things I will do for you that will have major significance to me and will probably not matter to you),
we played a shower game (when Tye beat me at being a parent), we made you a match game by painting wood pieces,
people wrote you messages in a book,
then we sang happy birthday and the kids blew out your candle. I think there’s a video somewhere that maybe someday you’ll want to watch.
When you’re young you won’t have a choice. I’ll make you watch it and tell you all about how we loved you and celebrated you before we met you. That we have amazing friends who were so excited to meet you they would sing “happy birthday” to you when you weren’t even there. That I redecorated the cake three times to try to make it perfect for a tiny stranger who will never see it in person (you will get to eat some of it because the mini part from the top is in our freezer and I think when you come home I’ll let you do whatever you want and eat all the sugar we have in the house because you’re so cute).
When you’re older, you can choose how often you want to read these few blog posts, look through our hundreds of emails in the folder labeled “Adoption”, hear the story of how we found you and traveled to meet you and bring you home, and watch your birthday video (Ashley, does that exist or no?? It’s just that I keep referencing it and maybe the video is irrelevant . . .). Maybe you won’t care much about it, but maybe it will help the tiniest bit for you to know that you are valued and wanted. We know we can’t do anything about your first few months on earth but we can give you a family now. Adopted or biological, young or old, we all need one.
I can’t wait for you to join our family and I can’t wait for you to meet everyone here who has been waiting for you! We will learn to be your parents no matter what you go through or how you handle what you’ve been dealt because we already love you more than we thought possible. And we won’t stop.
Happy birthday, Stu. Next year will be epic.
Oh and you get Roger’s room. He’s already moved out. He’s mad but he’ll get over it.
PS we’re finishing the PAIR process soon and are hoping for our first court date in Ethiopia to happen in the next couple of months. WE’RE COMING FOR YOU LITTLE MAN!!!!
PPS I made this for you with some of your party decorations.
And we’re pretty sure you have everything else you need so just . . . anytime now.















