Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Recreation, Rest, and Russia = Rejuvenation

We’re back from our CA trip. We had such a fantastic week with Matt’s family. I must say, I have been blessed to marry into a family which seems to globally possess the gifts of generosity and hospitality. Thank you so much Candi, Andrea & Cynthia! We LOVED being with you guys.

Our week excursions consisted of a trip to Yosemite (I’ve attached some pictures - it was a beautiful winter wonderland), our first In & Out Burger, Candi’s infamous BBQ ribs, our introduction to Guitar Hero, Pyramid brewery, excellent opportunities for relaxation and time spent with family, Russian cuisine in San Francisco at Katia’s tea room, and (of course) multiple viewings of the Nicholas video.

We recreated, rested, and indulged in a little bit of Russia and, to be quite honest, it is only in retrospect that Matt and I are feeling an acute awareness of how much we needed this get away.

Nicholas is obviously perpetually on our minds and peppering our every conversation these days, but the difficulty did feel distant - 3 time zones away from our severely childless home. This distance seems to have provided a much needed respite and will hopefully facilitate riding us through the remainder of the wait.

Being me, I called Inna the moment we sat down at our gate in SFO asking for news from Ekat. She voice mailed me back while we were in flight and said this:

Hi Carla! This is Inna calling. There is no big news, but I’m checking and things are kind of moving. So I don’t want to tell you anything for sure. But, I hope to have some news for you hopefully next week - not regarding the travel, but just kind of regarding the steps and what was done and go from there! So, enjoy your vacation and I will talk to you soon.

Hmmm…sounds interesting. Again, being me, I have obsessed over the hidden meaning in this perky message from Inna and have come up with the following theory: Olga has her meeting with the judge next week and will be presenting our documents. Since FF is reaccredited, the judge will less neurotically review the dossiers because FF will be taking responsibility for the adoption.

Just to be clear - this is pulled entirely from assumptions and wishful thinking. But, it sounds pretty. So, I’m going with it until I hear otherwise.

Inna also mentioned that while she knows I will think she’s crazy (I don’t, actually), she is considering sending another family to Ekat and she wondered if we would be willing to talk with them. We’ll certainly talk with them and though we’ll be very honest about our particular experience, we would never discourage anyone from choosing this region. In fact, on our less painful days, Matt and I even talk about what it would be like to return to Ekat for subsequent adoptions (on our more painful days, not so!). BUT, (more assumptions pending) something must be making Inna feel comfortable enough to consider sending other families at this point.

AND, (final obsessive-assumptive report, I promise) when I contacted Inna to let her know we would be in CA for a week, she e-mailed me and said, “…hopefully you will get home and have to pack again very soon!”

I note all of this not to raise your hopes as falsely high as mine - but to be completely up front about the neurosis inherent in this waiting agony. We are holding onto tiny little comments - little bitty shreds of potential good news - opportunities to twist reality into a version that feels hopeful and promising.

That’s our sur-reality. It’s a borderline neurotic reality in the midst of waiting for four months subsequent to meeting one’s 10-month-old child in a Siberian orphanage with no clear end in sight.

It’s a reality I never imagined myself navigating.

I guess that’s life.

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Saturday, February 23, 2008

5 years / 4 months

5 years ago today I met my husband.

4 months ago today I met my son.

Today marks two unique spans of time in my life - one not nearly long enough, the other entirely too long.

I am starting to feel desperate to get back there. This waiting is agony, but it would be more tolerable if there were an end in sight.

No end in sight.

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Monday, February 18, 2008

14-months-old

Happy 14-month birthday, Nicholas.


We're missing you very much.


Mama & Daddy

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Children's Hope Chest

There are millions of orphans around the world waiting for parents / families whom may never come. Being first hand witnesses to one small room full of such children touched our hearts deeply. Unlike others we have read about, we didn't actually wish that we could take all of the children home with us (a true testament to our introverted overwhelm), but we did desperately hope that these children would grow up feeling loved - in particular that they would know God's deep and perfect love for each of them.

Adoption is not for everyone. International adoption is for even fewer yet. But, there are SO many ways to get involved in the lives of children in need. I encourage each and every one of you to identify one way in which you can get involved in the life of a child who needs you.

Matt and I are sponsoring an orphan through Children's Hope Chest. There are many cool components to this program, but I am most excited about fostering a relationship with this child. We've been matched with Andrey. He's a seventh grader from Kirov, Russia who, though a poor academic perfomer, is apparently quite gregarious and outgoing!

We received a picture, brief history, birthdate and orphanage location. Our commitment to this relationship is three-fold. Spiritually, we have committed to keep Andrey in our prayers. Relationally, we will write to him as they recommend - one letter, one page, once a month. And, financially, our sponorship is $34/month.

It's a minimal committment really.

If you are interested in becoming a sponsor through this organization, e-mail me and I'll connect you with Sarah - who will then connect you with a child to sponsor!

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Tuesday, February 12, 2008

I can only imagine...

  • The anxious joy I will feel when we get ‘the call’ about our court date,
  • The flurry of excitement and overwhelm that will fill our house / lives the 6 weeks between that call and bringing our little man home,
  • The devastating relief I will feel when I lay eyes and hands on my baby again,
  • The immense level of dissociation and nausea that I will carry with me into the courtroom,
  • The momentary release I will feel walking out of the courtroom with that hard earned ‘Da’,
  • The awesome delight I will share with my mom as she meets my son in Russia for the first time,
  • The mind numbing exhaustion I will muddle through while the three of us mark our transition into forever,
  • The heartbreaking torment I will process when / if he struggles with disorientation, physical health struggles, post-traumatic stress symptoms, grief,
  • The insecurity I will face when confronted with actual parenthood (I’m definitely back in fantasy mode),
  • The indescribable love I will experience as I grow to know and cherish my son,
  • The terrifying losses Nicholas will experience as we pull him out of everything familiar
  • The disorientation he will suffer as a result of everything new,
  • The initial loneliness he will bear – before he feels safe enough to let me comfort him,
  • The physical discomfort he will experience as he grows and heals and endures whatever ‘treatment’ is pending,
  • The fright, intrigue and overstimulation he will process in his new world,
  • The sheer anticipation my one-true-love will be processing as he stands in the Indianapolis airport those last few minutes before he welcomes us home.

    It’s all right there in my imagination – all the time.

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Monday, February 11, 2008

Inna called tonight

My heart flip flops when I see her name on the caller id. She starts phone conversations politely - "Hi Carla. How are you?" And, I abandon phone etiquette all together - "Fine. What's up?" As if hearing bad news quickly will make it less difficult.

She was just calling to request an e-mail 'To Whom it May Concern' inquiring about Nicholas. Apparently, the crazy judge in Ekat has historically confronted parents in court for not having inquired about their children throughout the long wait for their court date. What is wrong with this woman? Is it possible that she really believes we would put ourselves through this unbelievably taxing expierence and then sit home for six months without giving a second thought to our kiddo? She sounds gamey and sick. I'm going to suggest professional help after she signs off on our parental rights. I told Inna I was going to leave her a business card and tell her to call me! Fortunately Inna has a sense of humor. But, I highly doubt this judge does.

So, we've passed along an e-mail 'To Whom it May Concern' through Inna stating our strong desire to hear updated information about Nicholas and professing our commitment and love for him. Sweet baby.

She is still feeling optimistic about the beaucratic movement in Ekat and still thinks it's possible that we'll get a court date late March to early April.

That would be very very good.

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Sunday, February 10, 2008

Waiting and wondering

It's not easy to distract from the wondering in the midst of difficult waiting. There is so much to wonder - so many unknowns - most of which we will never know the answers to. Difficult though this is for us, I can't even begin to wonder what it will feel like for Nicholas as he grows up & aware of himself in the world to know that his earliest days must, unfortunately, leave much to the imagination.

Day to day, I have two favorite hours - 8p and 10:30a. Nicholas gets up for the day at 8p EST and he is tucked in for the night at 10:30a EST. As I type, my baby has already eaten his breakfast and is playing in the baby room. I wonder...so many things.

This is his schedule (at least this was his schedule 3.5 months ago) - now that he's a big boy, this may have changed a bit:

6-7a (8-9p EST) wake up / breakfast
7-10a (9p-12a EST) playtime
10a (12a EST) snack
10.30-12p (12.30-2a EST) nap
12-1p (2-3a EST) lunch
1-4p (3a-6a EST) nap
4-4.30p (6a-6.30a EST) dinner
4.30-7.30p (6.30a-9.30a EST) playtime
8-8.30p (10-10.30a EST) snack
8.30-9p (10:30a-11a EST) bed for night

Sometimes, like tonight, the 'missing him' is acute and painful - which makes it difficult to distract myself from the wondering...

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