Well, we had a phone call with our agency today to hear about any updates to the Rwanda program. Our agency is planning to have monthly conference calls with all the families adopting from Rwanda to make time to answer questions and explain any changes to the program. I'm super thankful they're taking this step towards increased and better communication. Basically what we learned today is that Rwanda is still new to international adoption, so they can change their mind about a number of things...and timelines are only approximations.
We're waiting for approval and the timeline for approval is basically 4 weeks to 5 months. That's quite a range! Our paperwork has been in Rwanda for 8 weeks now (who's counting, huh) so we're well into our waiting period.
While we're waiting for news of approval, we're longing, praying, aching, naming, imagining life with 2, longing and aching some more. If you experienced aches, pains and sleeplessness in pregancy, I can assure they are very present here as well...both physically and emotionally.
Thanks for joining us in this wait!
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Meeting Myles!
For those of you who are curious, YES, Myles is just as adorable in person as he is in pictures. If you haven't been following, Myles is my friends', the Greers, 3rd son (first from Rwanda) who came home 8 weeks ago.
I was up in Lancaster PA last week for work and the Greers invited Katie and me over for dinner. Myles goes to bed at 6ish (wow) so he was already asleep when I got there. I tried to hide my disappointment. While we were talking over dinner, Laurel (Myles' mom) said "Omigosh, you should just go run up there and wake him up". At first I thought this was a really sweet and special offer, but having a child who needs her sleep, I just couldn't accept. But then Peter (Myles' dad) assured me that Laurel actually wakes him up EVERY NIGHT. I love it. She is just so happy to have him home so she still wakes him every night. Anyway, of course I JUMPED at the opportunity and raced inside. I got to the bottom of the steps when it hit me like a ton of bricks. Myles probably lived in the same room as our kid. Myles was a glimpse of our coming child. and I completely lost it. I mean all out sobbing. I have no idea how I didn't anticipate this would be an emotional moment, but I guess I just didn't take time to think about it. So after "pulling myself together", I slowly made it up the rest of the steps and silently cried while I stared at him, touched his belly feeling him breathe and caressed his head. I ached for our child so deeply in that room that screamed of hope, joy and promises and longings fulfilled.
Coming back downstairs my blubbering mess continued and I was comforted by my friends. In all it was a wonderful night and conversation that left me longing and aching for our child.
I was up in Lancaster PA last week for work and the Greers invited Katie and me over for dinner. Myles goes to bed at 6ish (wow) so he was already asleep when I got there. I tried to hide my disappointment. While we were talking over dinner, Laurel (Myles' mom) said "Omigosh, you should just go run up there and wake him up". At first I thought this was a really sweet and special offer, but having a child who needs her sleep, I just couldn't accept. But then Peter (Myles' dad) assured me that Laurel actually wakes him up EVERY NIGHT. I love it. She is just so happy to have him home so she still wakes him every night. Anyway, of course I JUMPED at the opportunity and raced inside. I got to the bottom of the steps when it hit me like a ton of bricks. Myles probably lived in the same room as our kid. Myles was a glimpse of our coming child. and I completely lost it. I mean all out sobbing. I have no idea how I didn't anticipate this would be an emotional moment, but I guess I just didn't take time to think about it. So after "pulling myself together", I slowly made it up the rest of the steps and silently cried while I stared at him, touched his belly feeling him breathe and caressed his head. I ached for our child so deeply in that room that screamed of hope, joy and promises and longings fulfilled.
Coming back downstairs my blubbering mess continued and I was comforted by my friends. In all it was a wonderful night and conversation that left me longing and aching for our child.
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