I've had several people comment at the hilarity of my October 31st post and then the November 1st post. One day kvetching at the horrendous waiting game that is the adoption process and the next the overwhelming shock of being matched with my son! While the kvetching & shock were both very real, in hindsight, I can see the comedy...and probably hear a few of the Angels chuckling. It makes me sheepishly smile; overwhelmed at God's faithfulness that has been promised to me from Eternity, and honestly, makes me a little paranoid...what else do You have up your sleeve, Lord?!
So since the joy of "meeting" my Little One just twenty-nine days ago, his available medical record has been scoured (with a diagnosis of Down syndrome, he appears to be one healthy little boy!), a pediatrician found, his photo placed in a locket around my neck, his first birthday celebrated, his name announced (it's a GOOD name), an appointment with the Department of Homeland Security US Citizenship & Immigration Services secured, and ANOTHER file binder of paperwork started. (I cannot accurately describe the unbelievable amount of paperwork!)
I am oddly at peace with the knowledge that he is THERE and I am HERE. That separation was something I anticipated fearing, but knowing that he is in a foster home and not in institutionalized orphanage care is reassuring. There is a kind Asian woman out there who greets him in the morning, makes his bottles during the day & tucks him in at night (also, dresses him in pink, poor guy...but I suppose that's a small detail in the big scheme of things). Hopefully, she cuddles & coos with him, maybe even sings Mandarin lullabies to him when he is fussy. She, apparently, is the one who gave Little One his Chinese name in hope that he would grow to have a strong & healthy life. Recently, I've found myself thinking more about her than his birth family. This woman, whoever she is, will always be that fuzzy face that Little One almost remembers just before he falls asleep. I pray that receives the blessing promised to those caring for the Lord's precious children. If I ever get to meet her, there will be tears...and hugging...maybe even some blubbering just for good measure. :)
I have an appointment with Immigration next week. Getting my fingerprints processed is the next hurdle, so please join me in praying for favor with this government agency, and for my "biometrics" (how official does that sound?!) to be processed in God's perfect timing...which I'm believing is quickly. Once I get my paperwork back from Immigration I can get my dossier approved and sent off to China. Any part of this process that involves the word China, means we are another step closer to bringing Little One home!
