The first is patience, the second is letting go. God has certainly tested me on both of these charactieristics during this adoption journey.
The girls are back at their orphanages.
First it was Molly Jane. When I handed her back to the worker I wasn't sure I could walk out. Big sobs started deep in my chest. I kissed her hand and she was gone. I have the most wonderful attorney. He really understands what it feels like to walk away from a child. He put his arms around me in the hall. Such a kind man.
The orphanage was very clean and I got to see her play room where her groupa is. There were no other kids, but there were 4 workers who came to greet her. None of them spoke English, but they were very happy to see her.
Myia went in to Molly Janes' orphanage with us and she wanted to stay and play on the toys and she started to cuy when we left. But what was so amazing is that she laid like a baby in my arms all the way to her orphanage about 45 minutes. It was almost like she knew what was coming next.
It was so much easier leaving her because when we drove up to her orphanage she got very excited. It was a beautiful old ski lodge! It had an incredible wood staircase that curved down into the foyer. And a huge brick fireplace. She went willingly with the worker up the stairs and when she got to the landing she waved, "ata" goodbye.
Now I'm back at this apartment and it is eerily quiet. Molly Jane's hat was lying on the table. I will see her social worker in the mornng at court and give it to her. Myia's cup of apple juice was in the refrigerator half gone. The baby spoon was in the sink from lunch.
I want to go home. I want to see my other kids. And now here's where the patience comes back into practive....I don't know when the next visit will be. I won't know tomorrow at court, they'll e-mail me when they get a date.
This is sort of like when my son was born and he had to stay in intensive care for a month. We lived on an island in Puget Sound and he was in a hospital in Seattle. It might as well have been half way around the world. And his big sister, who was 20 months old, was at home. So when I was with him, I had to leave her, when I was with her, I couldn't be with him. And so it goes...
- I'm home - Merry Christmas!
- Court is over, packing to go home
- RR Friends again!
- My second biggest life lesson
- The last night with the girls
- Tuesday night - It's snowing!
- Monday, December 15,
- Sunday night Day 14 of being gone
- Saturday - one week left
- US Embassy
- Tuesday Evening
- To answer a few questions....
- Sunday night Day 7 of being gone
- Tammy and Lori
- First full day with my new girls!
- RR Friends!
- They're in my arms and my apartment!
- Thursday's Tourist
- Charlie, Email me the password for messenger - I c...
- Still Wednesday night here!
- Wednesday evening
- I'm here! I'm ok!
- ▼ December (25)