



Wednesday OUR GOTCHA DAY!
IT'S OFFICIAL. I'm a MOMMY. A part of me just can't believe my dream has finally come true and the other part of me is chanting, "What have I done, what have I done, what have I done?" Gulnara Zaitova became my daughter this morning at around 9:25 am. The court hearing was intimidating, but not all that hard. The worst part was not knowing what everyone was saying.
The judge, the director of Babyhouse #3, a prosecutor, and the director of the ministry of education were there as well as Gulbanu and a secretary. I had to give a speech about why I wanted to adopt (in general), why I picked this child, and how I saw our future together. I did a pretty good job until I talked about our future. That's when I got all teary. I asked them to please grant me the adoption of Gulnara becasue she is what makes my heart whole. When the judge read the order of adoption, I didn't feels as excited as I thought I would. I guess it was the reality that I am now responsible for this little girl for the rest of her life. That is such an intimidating thought.
All of us were granted our adoptions and then we had to go back to the babyhouse to take the kids to have passport photos made AGAIN!. This time we went to a different place and they only had to take Grace's picture four times before they got one that would work.
We went home for a little while to get ourselves together and then we went back to pick the children up at 3:00 pm. We gave Megol the clothes we had brought to take them home in and we went upstairs to the director's office. There we asked if we could visit the baby room one more time to take pictures and thank the caregivers. When we got there, they had the girls ready so we stood in the baby room and took pictures with the caregivers, the director, and Gulbanu. We got to take pictures of the cribs that they slept in; Grace slept in Crib # 7. Then we went back to the director's office. We presented our gifts to her and thanked her. She told us to take good care of these children and she knew that they would grow up being loved and given good homes. She told us to come back again to adopt another child. I asked Gulbanu to please tell her that our children would always know where they came from. That's when we all just about started crying. Then it was time to go. We bundled them up and went outside. We took a few more pictures outside of the babyhouse and by the time we got in the car, Grace was asleep.
We had to run by the store to pick up a few things, so Aunt Mary and Andre ran in while I stayed in the car with Grace. When we got to the apartment, she woke up. She did really well. She played on the floor and was all smiles with both Aunt Mary and me. After about an hour, she had an anxiety attack. I think she finally realized that this was not the babyhouse and she needed reassurance. Aunt Mary held her a little while and then I did. She calmed down, but since then, she won't let me or Aunt Mary out of her sight.
She had her first bath in the sink in the bathroom. She loved it. She played in the water and I scrubbed her from head to toe. Now she smells like a baby and not like the babyhouse.
We tried to feed her. She does not like anything I have to offer. Rice cereal- yuck! Bananas- yuck! Apples- yuck! Then I looked at the schedule we were given today. Guess what Grace is use to eating. Strained vegetables, broth, ground meat, and pot cheese. No wonder she won't eat! HA HA. We will be going back to the store tomorrow to try to find things she will eat.
Right now she is asleep in her crib. I rocked and sang her to sleep. She loves hymns- especially Amazing Grace. I expect that she will be up several times during the night. I hope that she can adjust to me quickly, but I know at some point she will mourn what she has lost. I actually felt guilty today when we left the babyhouse because I felt like I was taking her away from what she had always known. I know that is silly, but I really don't want her to be unhappy and I know that at some point she will be unhappy while she mourns.
Tomorrow we are visiting Babyhouse #3 to see where the kids spent their first months of life and to visit the director and thank her. We go to the US Embassy on Friday for paperwork and then we leave for Moscow on Sunday morning. I hope Grace is on some type of schedule by then.
Oh, by the way- my daughter is beautiful and I can't wait for each of you to meet her. She is truly amazing and I am so lucky to finally have her in my life. We love you all.
PS. Today, November 14, 2001, is our Gotcha Day. One of the perks of being adopted is having your birthday and a Gotcha Day too. And if anyone can tell me when I will stop crying, I'd really appreciate it. I just can't seem to stop.
She had her first bath in the sink in the bathroom. She loved it. She played in the water and I scrubbed her from head to toe. Now she smells like a baby and not like the babyhouse.
We tried to feed her. She does not like anything I have to offer. Rice cereal- yuck! Bananas- yuck! Apples- yuck! Then I looked at the schedule we were given today. Guess what Grace is use to eating. Strained vegetables, broth, ground meat, and pot cheese. No wonder she won't eat! HA HA. We will be going back to the store tomorrow to try to find things she will eat.
Right now she is asleep in her crib. I rocked and sang her to sleep. She loves hymns- especially Amazing Grace. I expect that she will be up several times during the night. I hope that she can adjust to me quickly, but I know at some point she will mourn what she has lost. I actually felt guilty today when we left the babyhouse because I felt like I was taking her away from what she had always known. I know that is silly, but I really don't want her to be unhappy and I know that at some point she will be unhappy while she mourns.
Tomorrow we are visiting Babyhouse #3 to see where the kids spent their first months of life and to visit the director and thank her. We go to the US Embassy on Friday for paperwork and then we leave for Moscow on Sunday morning. I hope Grace is on some type of schedule by then.
Oh, by the way- my daughter is beautiful and I can't wait for each of you to meet her. She is truly amazing and I am so lucky to finally have her in my life. We love you all.
PS. Today, November 14, 2001, is our Gotcha Day. One of the perks of being adopted is having your birthday and a Gotcha Day too. And if anyone can tell me when I will stop crying, I'd really appreciate it. I just can't seem to stop.







