Then the wait began, and it took what seemed like the longest eight months of my life to be able to get on that plane that would take me to our daughter. Shorter than a pregnancy, and yet it seemed so much harder. I think knowing your child is out there, needing you, makes it a much more difficult wait. When you are pregnant, you are nurturing your child, bonding with him, witnessing their growth. When your child is waiting in an orphanage on the other side of the world, you can just wait and pray and wonder.
I am so happy to be at this end of it now, a full year later. And to be experiencing the miracle of a child blossoming right in front of my eyes. It is just now the beginning of our journey together, and there will be many challenges ahead. But we're making our way, and it is such a great feeling to be TOGETHER.
And this is our girl about one year and a half after those referral pictures were taken. she has now been home 3 1/2 months.