Moving right along…

Today was the home visit with our social worker. I think most of us are a bit anxious about the “home visit,” and I admit, I was too. I don’t know if it was our amazing social worker who made it easy, or if most home visits are easy, but I must say, this was easy! She didn’t ask any difficult or deeply prying questions, chatted with all four of us together and privately, did a basic walk through of the house, noting the location of smoke detectors, carbon monoxide detectors and the fire extinguisher, and made sure we had room to add family members. She was very encouraging, supportive, and friendly. We still have a few documents to get for her, but hopefully, that won’t take long and we can continue moving forward.

Tomorrow is a trip to Spokane to get the medicals signed, and mailed to our placement agency. I think we have hit a space in time where we do nothing more but wait for awhile. That will be a pleasant change of pace. It will give my brain cells time to regenerate a bit before we take on the next round.

Paperwork, paperwork and more paperwork!

Still no news if we were approved to adopt the girls. We were notified we needed to have a power of attorney notarized and sent for apostille so it could be forwarded to the foundation in eastern Europe. That was not the only document that needed to be notarized, so we gathered everything we could and headed out. I’ve also started gathering documents for immigration and am sending those off to be apostilled tomorrow too. Most of the paperwork has been gathered for the dossier, forms completed and now notarized. Just need to have our doctor fill out the medicals. Thankfully, those were completed last month!

Between paperwork and waiting for the phone call, I’ve been cleaning like a mad woman. It’s what I do when I need to burn off anxious energy. Unfortunately, I’m almost done with the deep cleaning, and am not sure what I’ll do if I finish before we get the news! 🙂

I hope to have wonderful things to report with my next post!

A tough day!

We were expecting news today that our request to adopt the two little girls had been approved. We were told we should hear yesterday or today. I don’t know if this means the Ministry of Justice didn’t meet this week as expected, or if they are delaying their decision. I’ve been anxious all day, and trying to stay busy, but have had a difficult time. I was continuously drawn back to the computer to check email. Tomorrow is the weekend, and I won’t be expecting any news, so will be able to focus on getting things done around the house.  Monday is another day, and hopefully, the news we want to hear will arrive. You will hear me shouting from Idaho to Maine if that email arrives.
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How quickly life changes…

On a mild fall day in October of 2011, life was what we consider normal at our house. Our house is inhabited by two “older” parents, our 22 year old son, Daniel, our 17 1/2 year old daughter, Alexandra, a crazy chocolate lab, Molly, and two crazier Westies, Jaxon and Dexter. Oh… can’t forget the 3 indoor cats living here too. Normal is anything but, at our house!

The following day the storm hit. Not a natural storm with thunder and lightning and sheets of rain, but a storm of shock, followed by excitement, and then craziness beyond what our normal craziness is.

Let me back up just a bit. My name is Julie, and my husband is Ron. We are what others consider “older” parents. I gave birth to Alexandra when I was 40 years and 12 days old. Ron was 55 and several months. 🙂 She’s now 17 1/2 so you do the math. When we got married in 1989, Ron had two grown children, and two granddaughters. He inherited 2 more children, mine, from a previous marriage, ages 5 and 8. They are now 28 and 31 and living on their own. We then added two of our own, Daniel and Alexandra. Throughout our marriage we discussed adopting many times but, never really pursued it. The time never seemed right. Our house was too small, money too tight; a long list of reasons…  And then that fall storm hit last in October.

I brought up adoption again, wistfully mentioning how I wished we’d looked into it further. Several days later, Ron told me “We are probably too old, but why don’t you check it out.” I looked at him in disbelief! It didn’t take me long to get on the computer to start researching agencies, and emailing a few of them. The next morning I had an email from one of the agencies saying we were not too old to adopt, and should not give up our dream of adding to our family! More shock as I absorbed that information!

The following Sunday at church we both noticed in the bulletin that our church was sponsoring “Orphan Sunday” and beginning a new ministry to support adoption and adoptive parents. A new 6 week class beginning in early November. We both heard God calling us, but we were still hesitant.  We prayed, a LOT, talked to a few more agencies, talked to a social worker about the home study. Prayed more. And God started shouting at us, “Hurry up, you’re not getting any younger!” Did I mention I am 57 and my husband is 72? We heard the shouting, but I guess we weren’t listening. We both prayed together and alone, and  mid-November, we finally heard God’s shouting, finally listened close enough to realize what He was saying. We contacted the first agency we’d received the email from that first morning and moved forward. Our application was sent off  within a few days  and another application filed with the agency that would complete the home study. We had our first appointment with the social worker on December 13th, and our normal chaos became overwhelming chaos as we focused on “the paperwork” and the upcoming holidays.

I didn’t sleep for what seems like days and days! As I gathered documents, filled out forms, wrote my autobiography, soul searched my motivation to adopt, typed up my husband’s paperwork (not an easy task when he has trouble reading his own handwriting!), shopped for Christmas gifts, spent a day on the phone with the airlines correcting my oldest daughters “home for Christmas” flight, wrapped gifts, shopped for food, etc., etc. With God’s help, we finished filling out the home study paperwork the week before Christmas.  A storm…

In the midst of that storm, we found two special angels on the Reese’s Rainbow website that stole our hearts. Two little girls, sisters, who need a mommy and a daddy, and a forever family with brothers and sisters and nieces and nephews. We are sure these are the children God has planned for us. We filed the paperwork with the ministry last week to be approved as their new family, and now we wait… Wait for the approval, wait for last two background checks to arrive, wait for the home study to be completed and sent for approval, wait for the fingerprint appointment with USCIS. If all goes well, the wait will end in September when we will bring our angels home.