He's just a simple bear.
Stuffed with fluff and very little brain.
A simple little bear for a little girl across the ocean.
Because yesterday our dossier was submitted.
And just like that the reality of this adoption has taken hold of our hearts.
We have a room to prepare.
Because soon - soon - a little girl is going to be living in this house.
Oh My Heart!
I can't breathe.
I am gasping for air.
I don't want to lose her.
I don't want to lose her!
Oh Dear Lord - Please!
We were submitted.
All that's left is to wait for travel dates.
And here's the crazy because with adoption - there is always crazy...
We could travel in one month.
We could travel in three months.
The timetable is dependent upon the wording in Mary's file.
In her country, they have created a punch list of special needs that a child could have that are considered urgent. If a child has those any of those special needs on that list then their adoption is expedited. Fast-tracked. Mary has epilepsy. Epilepsy is on the special list.
IF Mary's file has the correct coding for epilepsy then we will be crossing the ocean in a month.
If Mary's file does not have that coding then we will be crossing the ocean in three months.
We won't know either way for another two weeks.
Honestly, we don't think the coding will be correct on her file. But we are laying the groundwork to leave in 4 weeks just in case.
I would drop everything to be able to leave in 4 weeks.
Mountains be gone.... Gasping for air is hard on the lungs!
A boys' toy room is being transformed into a room for a princess.
Sheets for her bed are on the way. A comforter.
And a bear.
Filled with fluff and with very little brain.
But ready to valiantly cross the ocean to bring home the one who will whisper secrets in his ear at night.
Dear Lord - Please!