Sunday June 22 was our final day in Guatemala. We enjoyed a wonderful breakfast (again) at the Vista Real and packed our bags. We took a taxi over to the Marriott to meet Brooks' foster mom for lunch. It was so good to see Rosita. She was so happy to see us and to hear how Brooks is doing. We had a super translator who made me feel like I had known her for a long time, even though it was our first time meeting. We spent 3 hours with Rosita and her granddaughter and son. She loved seeing the pictures of Brooks and the kids liked looking at the pictures I had brought from when Brooks was living with them. They told me that they had taught Brooks how to dance when he was a baby!
We talked a little about the adoption situation. As if the economy isn't bad enough with high gas prices, Guatemala is now dealing with even more as a result of the adoption "industry". Foster moms are losing their jobs (Rosita hasn't been working since January), hotels, transportation, translators, etc... are all suffering. But the saddest impact is on the birthmothers and these little children. They did have an option to offer their children a better life when they could not provide, but now where can they turn? More children will end up on the street, when another baby is born and there is another mouth to feed. Young kids are sent out to find a job and bring money home to support the family. Babies are being left. Thank you UNICEF! They seem to think that these children will do better if they live in their home country, but is living on the street better than being in a loving family in a different country? They like to talk the talk, throw some money around, but don't really do anything to help solve the problem. There is no place for these kids to go.
While we were at the Marriott talking to our translator after lunch we witnessed something. A mom came in with a very young baby. After talking to her, we found out the baby was not even 24 hours old. The mom had just gotten kicked out of the public hospital. She had given birth not even 24 hours earlier by C-section. The hospital had not given her any pain medications. This was her 7th baby. Her 12 year old is in the hospital with Leukemia. Her house was one of those that had fallen into the dump days earlier.... I don't think I could have even imagined this story if I had not have witnessed it myself.
Sorry for my rant!