Sunday, December 26, 2010

Merry Christmas---9 mos. of WAITING

Well, everyone kept our Christmas request of 'no presents' for Olivia under the tree. Though we think about her by the minute, we didn't want to spend our Christmas morning opening presents for her, giving us that constant reminder that she wasn't here to share in one of the most magical days of the year. However, I had thought many times during the day that it was the day that marked our 9th month of waiting for her to come home. This month marked hope for me! It marked a huge opening in that extremely dark tunnel. It marked another month off the calendar, making us another month closer to our girl! We are preparing for travel and can't wait for that call!
I couldn't help but think of all that we have missed. (yes...again I was thinking about that) I read continual facebook posts about how friends' kids reacted to a certain present or how they had snuggled with their babies all day next to a warm fire. I could only imagine! Then I read the posts of the expectant mothers who are 'telling everyone via facebook.' However, there was one AMAZING post of a friend who has long awaited the arrival of her son, Colson. He is finally here and he is adorable! That momma has had one long road!

We have now missed 547 days of Olivia's life. That is 2 Christmases, 1 birthday, a lot of 'firsts' and much more missing out! Can you imagine missing those milestones? There is a bright spot to this though....we are not going to miss much more!!!

I am beginning to get a bit anxious about the upcoming weeks. I have everything squared away at work (I have left 25 pgs. of instructions on 'how to handle my room,' lesson plans through the remainder of the year, stuff for getting a new student, and all the work the interim will need, an amazing kindergarten team that will take care of any questions the interim may have, and an extremely supportive boss!) I have said to many friends that it is one thing to have been a nanny, kept my niece, or play with friends' kids, but this one is MINE! Oh my!!!! I kinda hit freak out mode. I am not bringing home a sleeping, crying and pooping baby that sleeps for the majority of the day. I am bringing home a toddler who is terrified of us. A child who has attached to her foster mom. A child who doesn't speak our language and has no clue who we are. These upcoming weeks are both exciting and terrifying to think about. Realistically, I am ready for summer. I am ready for her to know I am momma. I am ready for her to know we are coming back if we leave the room. I am ready for her to not look so sad and not to be grieving for the majority of the day (how heartbreaking it will be to watch that). I can't imagine how scared she will be! Poor girl! Please pray for us in these upcoming months. Pray that we have safe travels to Korea and back. Pray that my mom doesn't kill over from excitement when she meets Olivia for the first time! Pray that John is still standing after traveling for 18 hours (Flying and John do not mix!) Pray for an easy transition and for us to become a family of 4 (don't forget Oscar!) sooner rather than later. Our blogging journey will continue once she is should be a much happier blog and a lot more fun! :)

Tomorrow will mark Olivia's 18th month. I am hoping she is home for her 19th month birthday!!! Hopefully 2011 will be an amazing year!


  1. THIS is wonderful news, Laura!! I am so excited for you all!! Will continue praying that God smooths the way for you and Olivia and that you will all be a family very soon. Please do keep us informed!!

    BTW...keep us in your prayers as well as January 14 is the new date for our first home visit with Stephanie at Heaven Sent...still on the great paper chase and now that Christmas is over, I have to get back to serious business on it!

    Again, so happy for you!!

  2. She will be home soon...I know not soon enough but everyday gets you one day closer to her beautiful face. The wait is a horrible one and there is no hiding that. I think you have done a great job of handling it as best as one could. ((HUGS))