*I had to edit this to add one of my most favorite things that happened yesterday!*
What a whirlwind the past few days has been!! Yesterday was so wonderful and I am still reveling in all of the congratulations and beautiful messages that have been sent to us. I don’t have a thoughtfully laid out post today, but here are some highlights of the past 24 hours.
*About 15 minutes after talking to the social worker and finding out that this was officially our son, I got an e-mail from Rainbow Kids, the special needs website where I first saw this little one. It said: “Child 107-37 has been deleted from the Rainbow Kids photolisting by his/her agency. In most cases, children have been removed from the photolisting because they have been matched to a family.” YIPPEE, they were right!!!!!!
*I introduced myself on a Yahoo support group that deals with Korean adoptions. I put a link to my blog and some people clicked over to view it. I got a few messages from people who had seen our child on Rainbow Kids and had been praying for months that his family would find him soon. To those people who took the time to pray for our son, I would like to tell you that you will never know how much that means to me. It sent me straight to tears!
*A lot of people have told me that they think our beautiful, new boy favors Isaac. And some people have told me that they think he favors me!! I love it! I don’t know if it’s true, but I do know that the first time we saw his picture, it made us think of Isaac. As we looked at his picture and looked at other children (some younger and some with potentially less complicated needs) we would think, but THIS BOY looks like he belongs in our family. He seems like one of us!!
*I got a phone call this morning from Immigration……and I need to give some backup information here, because I know I have some new readers on here (welcome, by the way!!). My mom lives with us, and when we did our first set of fingerprints for the homestudy, we had major issues with her fingerprints. Major. 9 months worth. Not because she’s a criminal, but because they cannot seem to get a “quality” set of fingerprints from her. So we have been just sick about what might happen with this next set of fingerprints we need for immigration. Back to the story! Immigration calls because they have received my I-600A, and as it turns out, I sent them way more stuff than they actually needed and they were just letting me know. The guy was SO NICE. After assuring me that our paperwork was in order, I told him our fingerprinting saga and asked what the protocol would be there. He told me that he was going to set our appointment up with this guy in our local office who was known for being able to get the best prints. Our appointment will be later on in June, he said. Then I asked, if they WERE rejected, how long would that take (remember with DHR, they took about 3 months just to tell us they were rejected????)? Well, praise the LORD, because immigration can let you know in 3-5 DAYS. So even if we have those problems again, it shouldn’t set us back more than 2 weeks. That is a HUGE relief!
It absolutely feels like we are finally moving in the right direction now after a year of spinning our wheels. Things are moving faster than I expected. This morning in the shower I was thinking that God must have been looking down at us and going “when are these people gonna finally figure out that they need to CHANGE DIRECTIONS? How much more is going to have to go wrong???”, but now I realize that what he must have been doing is looking down at us and thinking, “Are they ready yet? No. Soon, though.” I do believe that His plan has been perfectly orchestrated, and although I would have loved for things to have gone quickly and smoothly from Day 1, I would like to think we have grown in strength, in faith, and in character. If I had seen this beautiful boy’s picture a year ago, would we have been strong enough to say yes to the uncertainties that we may face with his need? Would we have worried too much about how close the boys would be in age (Isaac is 6 months older, by the way)? Would we have worried that the monetary cost of going to Korea is probably higher? Were we strong enough a year ago to say without a doubt anywhere in our minds, “Yes, this is our son, and we will do WHATEVER it takes to bring him home.” I don’t think either Jason or I was “there” a year ago. But we are so glad to be here now!