We have had a busy couple of days! The best news is that we were officially welcomed into the program!! We are one step closer to bringing our little girl home!!
To make it even more real, we went and applied for passports today! I guess it takes up to six weeks for those to come back. Until then, we have plenty more to do. We are going to have to get our home study set up. Oh and we have applications, and more applications to fill out!!
The family almost all knows what's going on now, and I think everyone is on board. It is great to have the support of all those we love behind us! Our little angel will be coming into so many open arms!! She will most definitely be the star of the show as soon as she hits US soil!!!
I continue to pray that the incredibly strong feeling I had at Christmas time plays out and that we have her home by this Christmas. It is a long shot, as it is estimated that start to finish time is at least a year. After applying for the passport I had the most surreal feeling, not being able to imagine myself in eastern Europe. It would be a dream vacation in itself, much less to bring our precious daughter home!!
Today would have been my Grandpa's 85th birthday and as circumstances had it, I felt like I really needed to tell Grandma what was up. Especially since the whole beginning of this blog was about her!!! She was, of course, shocked at our decision, but extremely happy that we would open our hearts up to a Down Syndrome child. As expected, she had her warnings, and advice. Both are very well accepted and appreciated by me, as I know we have a lifelong adventure ahead! I think Matt put it best today, "Well, at least we will never have to have empty nest syndrome"!!! Very true.
Both sides of our family, while surprised at what we've been up to, love our angel just as much as we do. They just didn't know it until this week!! My family has such a soft spot for Down Syndrome in general, and Matt's family is very open to any new grandchildren! Even the cousins are so excited to have a toddler around again!
On a more serious note. I only felt it fair for me to call Bobby at the nursing home myself. I knew he wouldn't know me, or talk to me, or acknowledge me in any way, but I had to do it for myself. So, I had the nurse put the phone to his ear and I told him that he had been right. That I was getting a baby girl that is like him, and that I hope he can meet her when she comes home. After I hung up and had my cry, I prayed that if he does still talk to Jesus, maybe he could let him know also!
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