Friday, July 16, 2010

Mom and Daughter Weekend


Last weekend while Chad and my dad were on the youth mission trip to Johnstown Pennsylvania, mom and I went on a girls weekend to the North Georgia Mountains. We stayed at the Castle Inn in Helen, Georgia. We always stopped here on our family vacations when we were small- it was always a magical place! When mom and I were there it had changed quite a bit, it seemed really touristy now! But we ate some really yummy German food and had a great time shopping and seeing what was around. Then of course, we had to go to Babyland, the hospital where cabbage patch kids are born. It was in this tiny cottage in Cleveland, GA. Now it is in a giant plantation!
The cabbage patch kids are moving on up I suppose. It was a beautiful new facility, but the old place did have a lot of charm. This picture came from my phone, so it's tiny, but it says "adoption fee $49.99" Russia should really follow the lead of the folks at Babyland.
Then we drove to the Dillard House. It's a restaurant, inn, farm, and just hodge podge of classic southern charm wrapped up in the foothills of the Georgia mountains. When you walk in there is a menu listed on the wall with 5 different meats and about 20 vegetables. We assumed it was a buffet- NOPE! They bring it all to your table. ALL of it. Oh, and salads, fresh fruit, biscuits, cornbread, yeast rolls, fresh peach cobbler and ice cream for desert. Insane! We visited several fun toy stores that specialize in handmade toys like Elf Made Toys in the Santee River Valley. Check them out here. We also visited Jolly's Toys, a favorite of mine when I was little! Needless to say, Charlie is the only person in the family that made out like a bandit this weekend. I got a jar of local honey. ;0) and a wonderful weekend with my best friend, my mom.....

I *heart* Melissa and Doug

Charlie's newest gifties from his Grandma.....
So cute....I LOVE wooden toys from Melissa and Doug!

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Third Trimester

Before this post, here are some blog posts of days gone by that you may enjoy for a walk down memory lane...
Our First Trimester
http://fromrussiawithlove2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/milestones-in-our-first-trimester-our.html
Our Second Trimester
http://www.blogger.com/posts.g?blogID=8901942618027196862&searchType=ALL&txtKeywords=&label=second+trimester
And now.... onto the third.
So here we are, 300 posts into this journey. And STILL WAITING. But, I think we are on the home stretch. Though I've often felt when it comes to adoption but you should think of the "worst case scenario" and then add two months. We thought worst case scenario we would be back in Russia by June. Now, four months after meeting the love of our lives, we are trying to wait with grace. It's a difficult road, that's for sure. I never imagined that this part of our journey would be like having your heart ripped from your chest and leaving it in a foreign country, walking around outside your body. It has not only been a mental challenge, but a physical and spiritual challenge as well. I would like to think I could have handled this all a lot better if it weren't for the particular circumstances that we have run up against with the friction and uncertainty set into motion by this adoption crisis.
So, here we are. Our third trimester. Hopefully, in August (when our Judge returns from vacation) we'll just go ahead and put this incredibly long paper pregnancy to rest. We are LONG overdue.

Thursday, July 8, 2010

He said...She said....

Chad and I were hanging out in Toys-R-Us on Saturday (I know.....we just can't help ourselves) We were planning on getting Charlie the BBQ grill left on our registry, but then we saw the RETRO DINER! Groovy, right? The best part was it was 50% off and then you got an additional 25% off all clearance items. And that's when the "discussion" started.
He said:  Do boys play with kitchens?
She said:  First, it's not a kitchen, it is a DINER and there is a difference. Then I reminded him of all the great chefs on TV, most of which are MEN. 
He said: I didn't have a kitchen.
Then he said: It's $27 more than the grill.
BUT then she said: Well I made a lot of money making cookies this week (my side biz). AND it comes with 25 pieces of food, where if we bought the grill (the sad tiny little grill) it only comes with 10 pieces of food and we would end up spending just as much on extra food. (And that cute little chefs hat)
He said: It looks big. Where are we going to put it?
She said: I'll find a place.
He said: ok, fine, lets get it
She said: You don't want it. Let's not get it.
He said: I DO want it because you want it, so lets get it.
She said: I can tell you don't want it.
He said: BUY THE KITCHEN.
She said: ITS A DINER.
So we left the store. No grill, no diner. Chad had some work to do at the church so he dropped me off, diner-less at the house. I was cooking dinner (in the KITCHEN) and in comes Chad with the diner.
He said: I wanted to get you and Charlie the kitchen because I knew it would make both of you happy.
She said: Its a diner, and WE LOVE IT!
So after a lovely meal we assembled the diner complete with sizzling stove top, bubbling coffee pot, working jukebox, and a service bell. And they lived happily ever after....
THE END
 

Sunday, July 4, 2010

A different kind of 4th....

Chad and I spent the day reminiscing about 4th of July's gone by:
Like the 4th I was walking our dog Alex and his leash sliced into my leg and I spent the evening laying face down on the carpet with my leg all wrapped up, howling in agony. Or the year we Vacationed in Rhode Island at some family friends home right on the water, going to the oldest parade in America (Bristol, RI) and eating fresh lobster rolls and absorbing the American spirit in a totally different way we ever had before.

Re-wind to 4th of July 2008. A very young, very brave Lithuanian girl traveled to a tiny village and gave us an incredible gift. A gift we had no idea we would be receiving over two years later. As Chad and I were shooting fireworks with friends on a neighborhood baseball diamond, a complete stranger was taking the first step in making our family a reality. Charlie, a little over 3 months old, experienced a very different independence day that day two years ago. On that day two years ago, we celebrated the sacrifice of men and women that made our homeland great. She experienced a day filled with sadness, but one of bravery and self-sacrifice unknowing that the lives of two strangers would be forever intertwined in her story.  
This year our 4th of July felt different. Along with my freedom, I added to my list a new thing to be thankful for. I still don't know her name, but I celebrated her gift of sacrifice. I prayed for her today. I thanked her for giving our son life and allowing us to see him through the rest.

Friday, July 2, 2010

Small break

Last night I prayed a small prayer. Not my regular "miracle" prayers (a.k.a. may the Judge feel so sad about not hearing our case before she left on vay-k, that she returns guilt ridden to grant our adoption.....) but just a small prayer. It went like this "God, we just need a small break. One that starts us moving in the right direction, just a tiny break" I was too exhausted to plead, bargain, and scheme in the fashion my prayer life has been heading lately. Well, God answered my prayer today.
We received an e-mail from our case manager. Good news! It appears that our region is now beginning to thaw! They have begun accept new families and are registering Dossiers again. Our case manager said that now we just wait for the Judge's return (we think at the end of this month) and then plead our case to be heard again, which in theory should work because if you are taking new cases and registering new dossiers, you would have some serious back log if you weren't processing some people through. (People like us!)
Hallelujah! Not only is our God the God of miracles, He is the God of small breaks too....

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Hello July....

Maybe you'll let us catch a break this month. Maybe our Judge will return from vacation and be so rested and relaxed that she'll forget that an official agreement hasn't been signed. So here's to you July. May you pave the way for a happy August.