Our "road" has a traffic jam right now. There have been no new posts, because there is no new information to report. We are still waiting for a referral. Our dossier arrived in Tashkent exactly two months ago today. In our "spare" time, Mike (and family) have been preparing for his upcoming deployment. On the adoption front, the deployment is creating just a nightmare of paperwork scenarios. Since Mike's final destination is undetermined, his access to the internet/fax/phone/mail service are questionable. We are trying to envision every possible paperwork scenario (or snag!) and have a solution already in place.
For almost two months now, we've dreaded telling the boys that Daddy was going to be leaving on deployment. Since the countdown was at less than two weeks, we finally had to have the "big talk". We chose a Friday evening during dinner to break the news. The boys listened intently as we explained that Daddy would be going to help the "army guys" in Iraq. He'll be doing a very helpful job and trying to keep other daddies and mommies safe. The trip will be a very long one (he'll miss his birthday, Thanksgiving, Christmas, etc.), but he will eventually be coming home. With dreaded speech finished, we waited for the reaction. Sean was the first to speak, "Mommy, do you think you can scrape the cheese off of my broccoli? I don't like melted cheese on my food."
So, there you have it.... perhaps melted cheese is the secret weapon we need to use against terrorists...
Friday, September 7, 2007
Thursday, August 9, 2007
As the Adoption Turns (or "Doesn't")
Based on the speed at which we got our dossier together, I just assumed the remainder of our adoption would continue at the same breakneck pace. Not so much. After our dossier's one week vacation in Frankfurt, it arrived in Tashkent over a month ago. Since then... nothing. We wait and we wait---as patiently as possible. Has our coordinator been allowed to visit the orphanages? Are there no children paperwork ready? Have all of the orphans in Uzbekistan already been adopted? Has our coordinator gone on a six month sabbatical? We really don't know. Although, I truly doubt the last two ideas have any merit.
On a side note, I've been "tagged" to answer some blogger questions. Rest assured, I will be answering those in my next post or two... and passing the tag along!
On a side note, I've been "tagged" to answer some blogger questions. Rest assured, I will be answering those in my next post or two... and passing the tag along!
No news... not always good news
Sorry I've been away from posting for so long. Let me start with the happier stories and finish the tale of our vacation.
The news of a granddaughter was very popular with Mike's family as well. WE got to break the news there. Evidently after a week in Pennsylvania, the boys forgot that they knew a big secret that Grama and Grandpa didn't. We actually waited at least *gasp* two hours before we told the grandparents. They were excited and wanted to know all of the details. There was also great concern about the fact that this part of the family has no experience with little girls. The whole family tree is just chock full of boys... no girls.
For those of you who read my dad's comments to my last post... there was a picture he wanted to upload. It's my very rough sketch of what their new granddaughter might look like some day. I wanted to make sure we reserved her a space on the grandchild wall of fame.
We spent a happy fun-filled week in Missouri and then headed home. About two days after we got home, our dear furry family member took a turn for the worse. She went from being a perky puppy (despite being 11 years young) into an ailing elderly dog in a matter of days. I gave up my evening blogging to instead resume taking Daisy for evening walks. This was a practice that ended shortly before the birth of our oldest son. Thankfully we got to spend four weeks spoiling Daisy rotten and reminding her that she was truly our first adoptee. We made the difficult decision to put her to sleep on Monday.
For all of the PAP's who have no two-legged children at home yet, just four-legged ones... spend some time spoiling them now. Unfortunately when you bring your two-legged child home, your pets will lose your undivided attention. Daisy gracefully accepted the demotion from firstborn to cherished family pet, but now I regret all of the walks and fun times we missed over the past seven years.
The news of a granddaughter was very popular with Mike's family as well. WE got to break the news there. Evidently after a week in Pennsylvania, the boys forgot that they knew a big secret that Grama and Grandpa didn't. We actually waited at least *gasp* two hours before we told the grandparents. They were excited and wanted to know all of the details. There was also great concern about the fact that this part of the family has no experience with little girls. The whole family tree is just chock full of boys... no girls.
For those of you who read my dad's comments to my last post... there was a picture he wanted to upload. It's my very rough sketch of what their new granddaughter might look like some day. I wanted to make sure we reserved her a space on the grandchild wall of fame.
We spent a happy fun-filled week in Missouri and then headed home. About two days after we got home, our dear furry family member took a turn for the worse. She went from being a perky puppy (despite being 11 years young) into an ailing elderly dog in a matter of days. I gave up my evening blogging to instead resume taking Daisy for evening walks. This was a practice that ended shortly before the birth of our oldest son. Thankfully we got to spend four weeks spoiling Daisy rotten and reminding her that she was truly our first adoptee. We made the difficult decision to put her to sleep on Monday.
For all of the PAP's who have no two-legged children at home yet, just four-legged ones... spend some time spoiling them now. Unfortunately when you bring your two-legged child home, your pets will lose your undivided attention. Daisy gracefully accepted the demotion from firstborn to cherished family pet, but now I regret all of the walks and fun times we missed over the past seven years.
Friday, July 13, 2007
"Out of the office" - On vacation
Hello everyone. Just wanted to check in quickly while we're on vacation. The dossier made it to Uzbekistan! It was delivered on July 7th (3 days late) while we were enroute to the grandparents' house.
The kids are just loving their time being spoiled by the grandparents. The two day drive was a bit excessive, but in the end worth it. Our big secret about a new baby sister was leaked within the first ten minutes of our arrival. I believe the quote from Matthew to Grandmom was, "We have a secret. You can't tell Pop-pop. We are adopting a baby sister from Uzbekistan. When Mommy and Daddy fly on a plane, we'll stay with our friends in Dallas." My mom kept her poker face on and just nodded. While Matthew is known for his tall tales, Mom felt this one had an awful lot of details he couldn't have just made up on his own.
Sean was quick to tell Pop-pop during unloading, "Pop-pop, we're adopting a little sister from Uzbekistan!" Daddy called him away quickly to help with something else and my dad made no acknowledgement that he had even heard the original comment. When questioned about spilling the beans, Sean replied "BUT, Matthew already told Grandmom!" :)
The next morning we officially told them our secret - thinking they were oblivious to our sons' middle of the night ramblings. They did not show the correct level of surprise and admitted they started putting things together the night before. They are very happy for us! My mom said she was always a little sad that I wouldn't have the opportunity to raise a daughter. She couldn't be more thrilled that there will actually be a little girl in the family.
More vacation details to follow when I've got more time... it's almost time to tell the other half of the family. Can't wait to see their reactions! THIS time, we're not going to assume the kids can keep a secret!
The kids are just loving their time being spoiled by the grandparents. The two day drive was a bit excessive, but in the end worth it. Our big secret about a new baby sister was leaked within the first ten minutes of our arrival. I believe the quote from Matthew to Grandmom was, "We have a secret. You can't tell Pop-pop. We are adopting a baby sister from Uzbekistan. When Mommy and Daddy fly on a plane, we'll stay with our friends in Dallas." My mom kept her poker face on and just nodded. While Matthew is known for his tall tales, Mom felt this one had an awful lot of details he couldn't have just made up on his own.
Sean was quick to tell Pop-pop during unloading, "Pop-pop, we're adopting a little sister from Uzbekistan!" Daddy called him away quickly to help with something else and my dad made no acknowledgement that he had even heard the original comment. When questioned about spilling the beans, Sean replied "BUT, Matthew already told Grandmom!" :)
The next morning we officially told them our secret - thinking they were oblivious to our sons' middle of the night ramblings. They did not show the correct level of surprise and admitted they started putting things together the night before. They are very happy for us! My mom said she was always a little sad that I wouldn't have the opportunity to raise a daughter. She couldn't be more thrilled that there will actually be a little girl in the family.
More vacation details to follow when I've got more time... it's almost time to tell the other half of the family. Can't wait to see their reactions! THIS time, we're not going to assume the kids can keep a secret!
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Frankfurt, Germany
So, what does Frankfurt, Germany, have to do with anything??? Apparently it's a happening place this time of year or something! Our dossier has been lounging about there since the 29th of June! FedEx has an estimated delivery date of July 4th by 6 pm. Well, that's less than 9 hours to make it 2915 miles "as the crow flies" from Frankfurt to Tashkent. Figuring that's at least 3000+ miles the way the camel walks.... I have no idea what FedEx is thinking!!!
Oh please FedEx... don't you dare lose this package!
Oh please FedEx... don't you dare lose this package!
Some days it hurts to be a parent
Today we got the sad news that we had been dreading. Our dear dog of nearly twelve years has inoperable cancer. The vet has no precise guess as to how long she'll be with us. Could be a matter of a month or two...could be six months. No idea. Explaining it to our sons and cradling them while we all cried together was as hard as knowing I was going to be losing my best four-footed furry friend. Daisy has always been a fixture in their lives and they keep asking for her to get better. I am not sure if the long slow goodbye is the best, but it will give me the chance to make up for the past several years of giving priority to my two-legged kids over my four-legged one. Daisy and I survived college together, trips to Hoover Dam at midnight, cross-country roadtrips, hurricanes, airplane trips, walks on the beach, Kansas thunderstorms, the adoption of my husband and of three puppies (children) to the pack. She's had an adventurous life and we've matured together. I'm going to miss her.
The other part that's breaking my heart is knowing that we'll soon need to tell the boys about Mike's upcoming deployment. The last time he left the kids were too little to understand the concept of "months". This time they know the "months of the year" song and they know exactly how long it will be. There will be questions of where? Why? Can he come home? Why can't he come home? There will be that first week or so of overwhelming sadness and sudden outbreaks of tears and "I want Daddy!". That will be replaced by an unbelievable clingy-ness, thinking that at any moment Mommy might also leave them. About a month or more into the deployment, we'll settle into a routine. Emotions will even out and the extreme attachment will slowly lessen. By the fourth month, "normal" will mean no-Mike. When he returns, it will actually take a while to readjust to a "normal" that includes him.
I am also sadden by everything Mike will miss during this upcoming year. When he comes home, Sean will most likely be reading and have an even more independently defined personality and interest list. Matthew will have lost that wide-eyed innocence of preschool and playdates. He'll have that hardened seriousness of an elementary school student with the pressures of peers and homework. Jonathan will have learned to talk and become fully a preschool boy... not the babbling toddler. And then there will be our daughter... she will have arrived as a part of our family not even knowing there's a daddy lurking closer to her original home than here. The boys will know her personality, likes and dislikes. We will have established our own little family structure minus Mike.
Parenthood isn't all just cute homemade cards and kissing boo-boo's. Some boo-boo's are deep inside and you just can't fix them. Also, no matter how many foam bumper corners and baby gates you install, there are "hurts" that you will never be able to protect your child from. Those are the ones that hurt YOU the most.
Monday, July 2, 2007
The Big Reveal...
So, I'm getting a little nervous. As an avid watcher of shows like Trading Spaces, While You Were Out, there's always that final buildup where the newest creations are shared with family and friends. Our adoption is facing the "big reveal" in the next couple of weeks.
Some of you may disagree with this, but we've kept our adoption news a secret from our parents. Why? Won't they approve? No, nothing like that. I guess we wanted our surprise to be more about a grandchild than this major paperwork process we had gotten ourselves into. Plus, I'm afraid they would have done too many internet searches and read about disrupted adoptions, fraudulent agencies, travel warnings, etc., etc.
We'll be visiting both sets of parents in the next couple of weeks and sharing the big news. Since our sons have been sharing the news with EVERYONE they talk to, we figure the secret will be out within the first ten minutes of walking through the door!
I'll be sure to share the reactions when I have a spare moment or two. Keep your fingers crossed! My guess.... utter surprise, disbelief, "how are you EVER going to keep up with laundry and dishes?" and finally.... "oh WOW, a granddaughter!"
Some of you may disagree with this, but we've kept our adoption news a secret from our parents. Why? Won't they approve? No, nothing like that. I guess we wanted our surprise to be more about a grandchild than this major paperwork process we had gotten ourselves into. Plus, I'm afraid they would have done too many internet searches and read about disrupted adoptions, fraudulent agencies, travel warnings, etc., etc.
We'll be visiting both sets of parents in the next couple of weeks and sharing the big news. Since our sons have been sharing the news with EVERYONE they talk to, we figure the secret will be out within the first ten minutes of walking through the door!
I'll be sure to share the reactions when I have a spare moment or two. Keep your fingers crossed! My guess.... utter surprise, disbelief, "how are you EVER going to keep up with laundry and dishes?" and finally.... "oh WOW, a granddaughter!"
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