Progress and A Flow Chart

I meant to post a picture of the flow chart that we've been using as we complete the last steps of paperwork for our adotion, BUT we keep progressing before I get the chance to post!!!  That's a really great thing, though, don't you agree?

Our agency provided a handy dandy flow chart, shown below.  When we were in the process of completing Flora Lin's paperwork and waiting on Charlotte's, we used this to calculate the time and keep us straight on what was next.

Yes, it confused us at first!  Don't be concerned if it doesn't make too much sense to you - Sam has got this paperwork thing down pat (can I just say how awesome he has been at organizing and completing this stuff?!), but it has taken me a while.  The closer we get to the end, the more I understand.

At first, we highlighted anything we completed for Flora Lin in yellow and planned to highlight anything we completed for Charlotte in pink.  When both children had an item completed, the overlap would be orange.  At first our chart had nothing but yellow, which was great, but we knew we couldn't start the last step ( the second to last box) until Charlotte's paperwork caught up to that same step.  

Well, since August 11th (arrival of C's RA) Charlotte has been doing her best to catch up!

Now, that's what I call progress!  Thanks be to God!

Once that last yellow rectangle turns orange, we will be waiting on travel approval SO WE CAN BUY PLANE TICKETS!!!!!  Can you believe it?

Come on, paperwork!  Fly, fly, fly!!!

So far, everything has been coming in ahead of schedule - so exciting!  I have a feeling that we'd better start getting our ducks in a row!

Thanks for your prayers and interest - keep the prayers coming!  We're almost there!

Counting The Days!

Sam set up a conference call with our adoption agency's Travel Coordinator for Wednesday to discuss some things relating to our trip that we thought we might want to ask and prepare for.   She was fantastic (as always) and answered all of our questions.  She also expressed that she knew how long the wait for Charlotte's RA had been and that they would do everything they could to make sure our paperwork moved as fast as possible.

Sam also asked her if she wouldn't mind going over the timeline for our paperwork so we could have a ROUGH estimate when we might be going.  We also wanted to know when we couldn't travel ue to Chinese holidays and festivals.

We thought it might be a possibility that we would travel soon, so I thought I'd put together something to motivate us so we would be completely ready ahead of time.

I thought that we MIGHT be able to travel around October 15th IF Charlotte's paperwork went as fast as Flora Lin's did... IF.  I thought it was probably unlikely, but it would be best to be prepared ahead of time.

So, I counted out 51 marbles for each day until pretend travel.  We'd move one each day to give us a visual that time was running out and we needed to get things done.

Well, not only did our Travel Coordinator think that the 15th of October was a VERY real possibility...

She thinks it could possibly be October 8th!!!!

What?!  I'd better get busy before I start loosing my marbles!!!

Charlotte's RA!

On August 11th, after many, many hours, days, weeks and months of prayer...

Charlotte's RA (referral acceptance) finally came!!!  It arrived at our adoption agency all the way from China.  We were so excited!   We could move forward to adopt Charlotte, according to China, and continue on our paper trail!

A few days later, it arrived in Alabama for us to sign and send back to China.  It is kind of a formal way of China asking us if we would like to adopt this child, and us checking a box to say YES!

You have to be very careful when signing - no mess ups on names and dates allowed!

It is a happy day!  

Hopefully, this paperwork will fly just as fast (or faster!) than Flora Lin's did!

Thanks be to God!  We are soooooo happy to finally be at this step!  

How We Heard the News About Our Second Daughter, Part Two

Continued from Part One

This is a long one, friends.  I feel it is necessary, though.  I want to remember these feelings and events, and maybe they might help someone else in the future.  I also want my daughter to know how she came to be in our family- the good and the uncomfortable.  The bad and the joyful.  Because, altogether, it makes a beautiful picture. 

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In fact, I was about 99% sure she’d say “no.”  I wasn’t as concerned about our social worker (whom I like very much) saying “no” to the special need, as we would first have everything checked out by the International Adoption Clinic in Birmingham.  I was pretty sure she’d say “no” because Flora Lin was so close in age with Charlotte.  We’d discussed in our very first meeting our feelings about twinning (if you’ll remember, we were VERY much against it).  She praised us for our good thinking at that time and wholeheartedly agreed.

However, we weren’t going to be able to move forward by doing nothing.  We needed to know if this was our daughter (I knew, you know, but the practical, barbeque- sandwich-eating husband needed documentation and other logical confirmation sources. ; )).  So, we called.  E mailed.  Called.  And CALLED AND E MAILED AND CALLED.  We couldn’t reach her and neither could our agency.  The day passed and we had to sit and wait through the weekend.

It was NOT an easy weekend.

I don’t remember all of the details, but I know it was hard.  It was hard because there were a lot of unknowns with Charlotte.  It was hard because we couldn’t see her file.  We couldn’t see her face (and at the time we felt it was best).  We couldn’t know anything about her except her birth date and special needs.  We felt as if we might not be allowed to make this decision about whether or not she was our child for ourselves. While I was once very confident that this was my child, now waves of doubt swept over me.  Fears didn’t creep in, they charged in.  I couldn’t think straight.  I couldn’t pray.  I felt so much.  I couldn’t talk to hardly anyone about it because we didn’t want to excite friends and family only to hurt them with disappointment.  Sam and I didn’t talk much.

When my heart is too full to talk, too overwhelmed to pray and too confused to think, I sing.  And I pull weeds.  I pulled A LOT of weeds that weekend.  A LOT of weeds.

I also talked to another adoptive mom.  I told her what was going on and how we were feeling and how we feared the social worker would not release the file to let us decide for ourselves.  I told her that I was going to fight and let my inner Momma Bear out!  She kindly, but firmly told me to hold on a minute and think.  Think about letting God do this if it is meant to be.

 Monday morning, Momma Bear came out of hibernation.  : )  I called the home-study agency on a stormy, tornado- warning – filled morning and reached the intern at the agency (no one else was there, due to the weather).  I’ll spare you the details, but I think I ended up sounding more like Chicken Little than Momma Bear.  Eventually, I reached our social worker. And I thought about the whole Momma Bear thing… and decided to let her sleep.   I calmly told her about our girl, expecting resistance, and was met with a little more than that.  She brought up several great points to consider, and I brought up a calm answer for each one.  She wasn’t satisfied, but did agree to release the file ONLY to the cardiologist and IA Clinic Doctor for our medical reviews.  She wasn’t confident that we could handle her special need or that she would have a normal life.  And the twinning?  Well, I don’t have to tell you how she felt about that.*  She told us to give her a call after the appointments took place.  She said she’d be interested how we felt after speaking with the cardiologist.

I’ll take what I can get, y’all. 

I talked to another adoptive mom later that night, explaining my whole situation to her.  She was a mom with a child that had a similar condition and had also twinned (and has adopted many more times since then!).  She was very optimistic about my fears being “do-able” in the future, but wasn’t optimistic about the file being released to us.  She promised to pray for our situation.  I was hopeful and unhopeful at the same time.

Tuesday was a day that we hoped would bring some answers.  Around lunchtime, the doctor from the IA Clinic called on a three way call to discuss Charlotte’s file with both of us.  Not knowing we hadn’t ever read it, she began to review, beginning with her finding place and the details surrounding it.  My heart broke that moment in a way it hadn’t before.  I couldn’t hold back the tears, and I could tell that on the other end of the phone that Sam couldn’t either.   When people say that adoption is hard, yes, they mean gathering paperwork.  Yes, they mean taking class after class.  Yes, they mean attachment.  Yes, they mean special needs.  But what has been the hardest for me is how I have come to have these precious children as my daughters… what they have lost.  What their birth family has lost. 

I can’t discuss the details of that loss ( though I want to), as her beginning is not my story, but hers.  I am only the keeper of it until she can tell it herself in her own way.

The doctor went on to discuss growth and development and surgery and scars and inconsistencies and unknowns.  We didn’t get many of the answers we were hoping for.  My heart was still not at peace.  But, you have to keep moving forward.

Yes, I pulled more weeds that night. : )

The following day, Wednesday, we met with the pediatric cardiologist.  The people in that office were some of the kindest people I had met!  He carefully explained Charlotte’s heart, what had happened, what could happen and what he future looked like.  She’d never be an Olympic track runner, he told me.  She’d have surgery again one day. 

“Can she ride horses?!” 

He said that horses would be perfect!  : )  He also told us that her picture was really cute.

Sam and I walked back to his truck together, both a little lighter.  We held hands and looked at each other.  Could we each be enough of a parent to parent her with love, no matter what?

  We still didn’t get answers on the unknowns, but on that day, that beautiful day, we decided to lay down our doubts.  The sun was so bright and the sky absolutely clear…  it was such a pretty day.  And I knew again.  I knew she was mine.

That evening, Sam and I came up with a list of arguments that we thought our social worker might make.  We also made a list of what we might say to counter that.  We were prepared for the battle, but I was still so afraid.  He decided to make the call Thursday, as I would be helping my mother pick out tile and fixtures for her new kitchen during the day (thus unavailable).  I think he was also secretly afraid of Momma Bear.

Wednesday night, I couldn’t find peace.  I was so afraid of not being given the chance to parent this child.  I was exhausted and sick.  I knew I needed sleep, so I asked God to wake me so I could pray in the morning.  I couldn’t find the words just then.  I didn’t have the strength.  At 3:30 AM I woke and I knew he was calling.

“My heart has heard you say, “Come and talk with me.”  And my heart responds, “LORD, I am coming.”  ~ Psalm 27:8 NLT

I got up and left the room quietly and knelt to pour my heart out to the only one who knew the plan, my fears, my heart and the beautiful outcome.  I felt a little peace as I crept back in bed and slept until morning.

Thursday, I happily left work early to join my mom for an afternoon of fun.  We spent our time going back and forth about which cabinets go with which handles go with which tiles go with which countertop.  It was nice to be out and doing something different and happy, but you know where my mind was.  In the middle of debating tile and drawer pulls, my phone rang.  It was Sam.  He was NOT eating a barbeque sandwich.

“She released the file to us.”

He hadn’t read bullet points.  Hadn’t taken part in a great debate.  Hadn’t pleaded or begged. I know that I was faint.  I couldn’t stand and I asked for some water.  I tried to be interested in tile and drawer pulls, but I wanted to shout and cry and thank God!!!    

I kept it together.  After my mom and I picked out what needed picking, we ran to a store or two and I bought two sweet dresses at each. : )  One for my Lin-Lin and the other for my Lottie Pie.  My mom didn’t know, but it was a beautiful day. 

Later, I joined Sam at his office to FINALLY see my girl for the first time and read her file.  And if you can believe it, that barbeque –eating, excel spreadsheet-making husband had me read through the entire file before looking at her picture!  The nerve! ; )

But she was so worth the wait.  So worth all of it.

And there she was.  A darling, precious girl.



The first photo we saw of our precious daughter!

And the rest is history, as you know. 

But I might add that every April 4^th, we, as a family, will pull over on the side of the road and eat barbeque sandwiches, while telling the stories over and over and laughing at the memories past.   

Charlotte, you’ve taught me about peace and about being steady and steadfast, just like the meaning of your Chinese name, Xiao Ping.   While Flora Lin broke through my sorrow to give me joy, you completed my joy.  Girls, you are both so precious to me, and two of the most sought-after blessings.  I’d do it all over again.  Many times.  I love you.





Beautiful!

* I would like to add that though this was frustrating, looking back, I agree with what she did and what she said.  She had to act in the best interest of both children and do what was best for the success of our family as a whole.  In her position, with the knowledge she had at that time, I would have made the same decision.

It FINALLY came!!!!

I can hardly believe it!

Charlotte's RA came!

We've been praying and praying over the past few months waiting anxiously for it to arrive.
Some days we felt a peace about waiting and we were able to keep ourselves busy.  Other days were not good days and the wait felt like forever as the months passed and our girls grew older and grew up a little bit more each day...  without their forever family.  It wasn't easy.  Both Sam and I have had to admit that God used this time to make us grow up a little bit, too.  The wait drove us to our knees and caused us to depend on Him and trust in Him in a way we hadn't before.

RA means Referral Acceptance.  It means that China acknowledges that you would like to adopt a particular child and agrees to let you be that child's parents.  Though it is uncommon, China can say no.  Our social worker wasn't optimistic for us.  Doubts crept in.  The wait fed those doubts.
I had to remember what God has always placed on my heart, though, since the very beginning of this process.  There was not one child waiting for us, but TWO!  And now there is!  And now it's on paper!  It's official!!!!  China will let us have them both!

So today, there are shouts of joy and happy tears! 

I am a mama to TWO beautiful girls!

Come and listen, all you who fear God, and I will tell you what He did for me.
For I cried out to Him for help, praising Him as I spoke.  If I had not confessed the sin in my heart, the LORD would not have listened.
But God did listen!
He paid attention to my prayer.
Praise God, who did not ignore my prayer or withdraw His unfailing love from me.

Psalm 66:16-20

I can't tell you exactly what I prayed this afternoon, one hour before Sam called me to tell me it had come, but I can tell you it was one of the most sincere and heartfelt cries of "Please help me - I know you can!" and "I thank you for this experience - all of it and I surrender to you joyfully."

The scripture above is pretty accurate of how I am feeling now! :)

Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us..

- Ephesians 3:20

Praise God!  We are so thankful!

Flora Lin Update !!!!!

While we are still waiting the arrival of Charlotte's paperwork from China, we did finally get something that really cheered us up:  NEW PICTURES AND A VIDEO OF FLORA LIN!  I worry about both of my girls, but it puts me a little at ease that Charlotte is in foster care with a family.  She gets one on one love daily.  Our little Lin Lin's life was much more of a worrisome mystery.  We've prayed each day for hope, joy, love and nourishment to be given to our girls daily and those prayers have been answered!
A team of four people recently went to Flora Lin's SWI (Social Welfare Institute - they don't call them orphanages) in Shantou and was able to provide us with photos and information about her that we didn't have before.  One young lady, Miranda, became very close with our sweet daughter.  She was kind enough to let us call her up and ask her questions about Flora Lin and told us more about our daughter's personality (she has plenty :))!  It was so wonderful for us!
Ok, enough with the words...  here's the video and pictures!

The sweet lady (Thanks, Lara!) who took this video was on the team.  She told us that Flora Lin was very wary of the strangers, especially her!  So, I believe that's why she's giving her the "stink eye" at first in this video.  They tried putting a pom pom on her head, as you see, to get her to smile, but she wasn't having any of that!  Later, she warmed up to Miranda and became very close with her.
Flora Lin's sweet smile just makes us melt and ache for her all the more.  It also cheered us up because Flora Lin was SO stoic in her last videos.  That big smile from her referral picture is back! :)

 

Flora Lin was also in her first dance recital!  Her costume and make up is a hoot!

The SWI caregivers really try and give the children some sensory stimulation.  In the videos of the children outside, there is music playing, different toys scattered around, caregivers interacting with the children and children using the play equipment.  It's not the ideal environment of a family, but they do care about these kids (especially our Lin Lin :)).

I think it is so cute that she has a "rocking chicken" instead of a rocking horse! :)

We LOVE you, sweet Florence Joy!  We are coming soon, and my, oh my is there a LOT of love waiting on you in Alabama (and across the USA for that matter)!
I can't wait to teach you how to feed the chickens, ride horses, play with play dough, dance in the rain, paint wonderful masterpieces and live life and love to the fullest!  We'll go through some difficult times, no doubt, but we will go through them TOGETHER!

How We Heard The News About Our Second Child - Part One

When we found out about Flora Lin becoming our daughter, we were floating on happiness!  We made the rounds of telling friends and family the rest of the day, and collapsed into bed late that night.  What a happy, happy day!
But something, even in all of my joy, was gnawing at me.  It wouldn't stop.  I couldn't wait.  Feeling a little sheepish, I began searching on my phone.  Searching the lists from agency after agency that might contain the photo or description of my second daughter.  I knew she was out there and I knew we didn't have much time to find her (less than two months).  My heart was urging me on, but I hadn't even known about my sweet Flora Lin for 24 hours!!!!  I felt guilty, so I didn't even tell Sam what I was doing.
The next morning I expressed to Sam how happy I was to be matched to our daughter, but that I felt a strong urgency to find our other one.  He laughed and said he wouldn't be surprised if I had already started searching - I confessed and was thankful that he knew (and understood) me so well!
That same day, on my lunch break at work, I called our family coordinator at our agency (that urgency of finding her wouldn't go away).  I calmly thanked her for matching us with Flora Lin but wanted to EMPHASIZE TO HER THAT MY OTHER DAUGHTER WAS OUT THERE AND I MUST FIND HER NOW NOW NOW - DO YOU HEAR ME?!!  NOW!!!!  Actually, though I was saying that on the inside, it came out very politely and controlled.  I told her if even one child MIGHT be a match, but she wasn't sure to PLEASE let us make that decision.  Once I made my sentiments clear (y'all, I was so calm and polite I couldn't believe it was me on the phone!), our sweet coordinator explained how getting matched with a second child worked and where to look and where not to look for her.  She also thanked me (I tell you, she knew just how to handle my inner "momma bear"!) for letting her know that we were willing to consider things that might be slightly outside our original parameters and that we were VERY serious in seeking our second child.  So, again, we waited and I searched.  It was March 20th.  We had until May 11th to be matched with a second.  The days went by, but with much more happiness in sharing the news of Flora Lin, and just because I finally knew her!
On April 4th, Sam left to go on a work trip (which happens quite often) to Georgia.  I went to my job, expecting a busy day ahead.  About 11:15 (which was my busiest time of the day), Sam called me.  I really don't remember much of what he said except "agency," "e mail," "side of the road," "barbeque sandwich," and "MIGHT BE A MATCH YOU NEED TO CALL THEM." 
I think perhaps he mentioned some other things about her, but the world around me was spinning and I didn't know whether to shout, cry, smile, worry, faint or hug the nearest person!  I do remember him telling me something about her heart, and that's when I knew.  I knew like people will say, I just knew it was meant to be or I just knew that was what was going to happen.  I knew it was Charlotte Nicole.  I just knew.  I knew her name.  I knew there would be something to do with the color pink.  I just knew she would be a heart baby.  I scribbled some notes on paper and called the agency.  I don't remember where I called them, I was so stunned.  And, unlike Flora Lin's Match Day, I couldn't be with Sam to do this together.  He was on the side of the road with a barbeque sandwich (there's a country song waiting to come out).  I was at the front counter trying to pretend I could run a cash register and answer the phone correctly while I was wanting to find out about my daughter.  Sam had also said some words that sounded like "careful," "objective," and "let's not rush into anything, ok, Michelle?!" but you have to remember that I was on top of the world and you don't always remember things word for word when you're floating on happiness.  Or eating a barbeque sandwich.
I called our family coordinator.  She told me about Charlotte.  About her heart defect and when she had surgery and what medications she might be on.  And then she told me that she was about two months older than Flora Lin.  I had to swallow hard with that one.  Two two-year olds?!
Having two children the same age but unrelated biologically is called "twinning" or "artificial twinning" in the adoption world.  Sam and I had read a little bit about twinning (there's hardly any new information out there) and decided we would never, ever, ever, EVER, EVER consider twinning.  EVER.  It wasn't worth the potential sibling rivalry.  So you know exactly what I said next.

"When can I see her file?!"

God has a way of teaching you about the never, evers, doesn't He?   :)

And then I heard something I didn't expect.

We can't release her file to you until you do some research and get the ok from your social worker. Her special need is not on your list of things you said that you are willing to accept.

?!

If you know me well, you know that I don't back down easy when I'm after something.  So, I called my ever-traveling, side-of-the-road-calling,  barbeque-eating-husband-that-I-love-very-much back and updated him on where we were and what our plan was.  Research mode.  I quickly got to work, asking the pharmacist at the store to give me any information she could about the medications mentioned.  Co-workers quickly looked up information about her special need.  We were ON IT like white on rice.  Shortly after I switched into high gear, someone reminded me that a person who sometimes shopped at the store where I worked had a child with a heart condition.  It was too bad we couldn't talk to her right now, because she might know more about it or where to start.
Five minuets later she walked in the door.  FIVE MINUTES. I have no idea what my face looked like when she came in, but at that moment I knew God was in this.  I just knew.
I did my best to explain my situation to this sweet lady, and she quicly called her pediatric cardiologist's office and told them I would be calling and to help in whatever way they could.  I called, was immedately put through to the doctor's nurse who explained Charlotte's heart condition to me.  I requested a consult with the cardiologist, they called him (ON VACATION) to set it up.  Meanwhile, Sam was calling the International Adoption Clinic in Birmingham to set up a file review and consult, via phone.
I called our family coordinator back and told her about my research (I felt pretty comfortable with her condition) and the appointments we set up.  She was pleased with what we had done and told me that the only other thing we needed to do before we could see the file was to contact our social worker and have her "ok" it.  I wasn't very optimistic about our social worker's approval.  In fact, I was afraid she'd say no.      

Continued in Part Two