I feel like the expectant father of old who waits in the waiting room, as his wife is wisked away to give birth to his children in another room. I anxiously wait for any news of her condition and the health of our new ones.
Ten days of waiting have gone and since the last post not a lot has changed. 3 days ago our neighbor had one of the loudest parties I've ever experienced that lasted all night long. Monique and I didn't sleep a wink even with earplugs. It was miserable, we even moved to a couch in the living room to distance ourselves but to no avail. Unfortunately, the next couple of days were filled with "tension" as Monique and I just couldn't get along. I like to declare that it was cabin fever! I felt like a lion in a cage pacing back and forth. We have since made restitution but I am still recovering at the local sanitarium from the bruises and lacerations given to me from my every understanding and loving wife. I jest of course and as she has repeatedly claimed, it was all my fault. So again dear, I am sorry. What's a blog without complete honesty. LOL
We did get out everyday to shop or site see. I have concluded that you don't necessarily need a refrigerator here. Little markets everywhere allow you to shop everyday if you need and we do. If nothing more than to grab a couple more jugs of water for drinking and cooking with. I did some research on water pollution in Donetsk and well, you just don't want to know my findings. We saw the first Beatles Monument in Russia and was happy to cross that off my bucket list. Entertaining but not impressive. When I hear monument, I imagine marble and statues like the Greek or Roman statues of old but that was not the case. As we took pictures in front of the life size Beatle members, I kept telling Monique, this couldn't be it and I think these are made out of plastic. As we left to meet up with Nadia for an update and celebration of July 4th at McDonalds, I told her I think we must have been close but maybe it was around the back of the building etc. Well, I was wrong, it was the Beatle Monument. I was correct though, in that it was made of plastic with a coating of bronze. We also went to the Donetsk Soccer field which might host the 2012 World cup. It was an absolutely beautiful area with 70000 plants with 35000 of those being rose plants. Well worth the walk and visit.
Meeting up with Nadia at McDonalds, we found she had good news and bad. We have gotten used to the good and bad being used together. One must always follow the other here in Ukraine. The bad news was that the camp Daniel was in, would not release him without a representative from his orphanage in attendance. That meant unless we had a van, only one of us could pick up the children. The van option was out of the question due to cost. Neither of us expected that after a year of work we would not be together to pickup our children. Monique was very heavy hearted this morning not understanding why this had happened but nothing could be done and so alone she went this morning to pick up our kids. The good news is we had no issues with orphanages playing cat and mouse as we tried to get release signatures from them! What we were hoping for was to get all the running around done today but in the haste of leaving Monique left her passport at the apartment. Fortunately, most of the events planned today could be accomplished without it but we will need to go back tomorrow and show all those concerned the original passport. We are still on track though for getting out Wednesday evening by train for Kiev. We are hoping to fly home the weekend of the 16th if all goes well. We should receive the kids passports next weds and then we can start getting their visas for travel to US! I say this as long as I don't hear more "I have some good news and some bad news" statements.
Daniel is now in the care of Monique! He is very happy and ready to leave camp with mama. We brought gifts for him to give to his friends and he eagerly passed them out. Mama said his new cloths fit him and that he also has a black eye. No one is telling us why yet but I am hoping their is another kid recovering from like injuries. I know its not Christ like sounding but if he had to defend himself, this father hopes he did a good job of it! In our last post, we mentioned a kid that followed us around at the camp. Today he found our interpreter and asked if we were here to adopt a child for their body parts. More evidence of the many lies feed to orphans here about Americans. The stories we hear are horrible and its amazing we can get through the lies, fears and constant harassment these children receive, just to get them to say yes to being adopted.
As I continue to wait pacing back and forth in our apartment for the next phone call, I feel an overwhelming inability to raise these children. I feel that nothing we have gone through is compared to what lies ahead. Fear, insecurity, the unknowns and what ifs are setting in and I wonder if we have what it takes to raise these little guys. Like a father holding nervously and awkwardly his tiny newborn son, I am scared and in awe, all at the same time. God help us!
We now have our little girl! They are driving home now. When Daniel saw Lydia for the second time in 15 months, he ran to her, gave her a big hug and swung her around in a circle. Classic! This orphanage was night and day compared to the other one. When we gave our donation to them they were so appreciative and began to show Monique all that they do with the donations. The party was not what we were expecting and ended up being a pass out gifts and leave treats and fruit for latter kinda party. When I was done talking to Monique on the phone, you could hear Lydia and Daniel talking constantly to each other in the background. Asked what was being said, they were telling each other how much they missed each other. Monique is so happy and relieved to finally have them together. They are so happy together and seem to have a genuine love and concern for each other. Daniel is also quit the gentleman and refused to let mama carry anything and hauled a very heavy suitcase around for her! Thats my boy! One more day here and we leave to Kiev to stay with Karen Springs! Pass out the cigars, this Dad is now a Papa of two new kids!
Ps: Monique will probably post her first hand take on today later but I expect it might be awhile due to the crazy schedule we are now entering into.
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
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