Well today was such a great but long day! One of the members of our local adoption group hosted a gathering at her house, which is about an hour north of here. this was our biggest gathering with just about all our members there. There were so many kids running around.... it really was great. When we started this group it was supposed to be a support group to help the families going thru the adoption process, but with more and more families bringing home their kids, it'll naturally grow and evolve into a play group. I can't wait to have everyone come home with their babies!
I see in these kid's eyes the future friends of our children. And i love that feeling. Of course mom may not have a clue and our kids will make their own friends, but i can certainly steer them the right way! The danger in all this is the desire to adopt again. AGAIN. i haven't even adopted once. and for my in-laws reading this... no worries. Jeff made me sign a stack of legal documents swearing i would never attempt another adoption. I do think my hands will be full with the pea pods two, but it's such a nice thought of bringing another child home. removing one more child from an orphanage, and in turn making room for one more child to be placed in an orphanage. but we can't save the world, just make a little dent in it.
well nothing new on our adoption front. i fedexed a WHOPPING cashiers check to the agency on Friday. for all of those who have BTDT.... what a weird feeling huh? knowing how close this brings you and still an odd thing to do. i hope more then anything our troubles with the agency are long over. we went thru such a lousy patch already with trying to switch from the old agency to this one. I'd love to have a bit of smooth sailing if you please... i did find out a seventh family is now traveling with us! man that's a whole lotta families. we are adopting a total of 10 kids now. that's so great. of course i secretly suspect that's why we were delayed so much... so they can squeeze in as many families as they could... but as long as our behinds are on that plane... and our names are on that list. i dont' care who comes!
i emailed our facilitator letting him know we booked our own hotels ( we wanted the reward points. from the cost of the hotel we were able to get David's annual pass to seaworld. Emma you're just gonna have to sneak in!) i did ask him to let us know when we could visit the kids. as many of you know you can never get or even hope for any guarantees. so i truly hope beyond words that they come thru for us and allow us to go to the orphanage on our own. it is a big major no no to just show up uninvited and the LAST thing we're going to do is upset anyone with the power to mess things up for us. so we're hoping he'll come thru for us and arrange this visit.
I have been emailing with one (or i should say the last remaining) volunteer that has been helping us with info and pictures on the kids. she's going to try to come up to Da Nang (about an 1.5 hrs north of Tam Ky) for a visit. I'd love to meet her and the translator and ask them questions and thank them and ask tons more questions. i know i should make a long list of things i want to find out from the "mothers" but i have not had a clear thought in so long. questions like: what do they eat? how often do they eat? when you say potty trained, is this with or without assistance? do they feed themselves? put themselves to bed? shower on their own? wow! i just made up my list of questions!!!!! I'm sure there are more things to ask... i just need to buckle down and CONCENTRATE.
Totally unrelated, but the gal who does my nails (she's Cambodian not Vietnamese. and of all things she went to Hillcrest and learned Vietnamese). anyway she's agreed to record some words and phrases for us. i want her to say a few things for me so i can repeat them back to the kids. i hope to get the mothers to record some things too. i know the kids will love hearing their voices later on. and with any luck we'll get a bit of the kids chatting away. chances are high they'll lose their language. even if they go to hillcrest next year, it'll be a diff dialect and not the Co Tu language they would have spoken at home. my greatest dream (hmm and i have so many) is to get someone to ask them what they remember. they will lose those memories soon enough and I'd love for them to be able to hold on to them and for us to have a tiny window into what life was like before they came to be with us.
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