Friday, February 24, 2012

It's almost March...

It's almost March - just 5 days left of February.
This is no shocking realization to any normal person,
when you feel like a crouching tiger 
living on a timeline ready to pounce on the next dot up the line... 
it's a welcome change of the calendar page.

Earlier this week we received yet another updated timeline.

It was not a happy day.

Where my previous timeline had us being submitted to the Embassy
around March 7th or 14th... 
this new (crappy) timeline makes it look like
we may still be waiting to be submitted to the Embassy 
at Easter. 

Yeah. Did you feel my heart just get crushed a little bit more?
I was so hoping for 12 Easter baskets this year.

I did it to myself, you know.

I took the timeline we got right after court,
(which is a range of weeks like 1-2 weeks to do this, 2-3 for that)
and estimated the middle-of-the-road dates
and figured that maybe,
just MAYBE
we'd be back to get our kids by March 31,
thereby not being a day late on my sweet boy's request
that we return in March.

At this point,
we don't have passports (supposed to have them by today)
and no medical exam at the Embassy (next week)
and the Embassy doctors take up to a month to write those letters...
then the same office that issues 5 letters a day needs to issue another one...
then it goes to translation - which takes a week minimum....
THEN it goes to the Embassy - which takes a month minimum to clear your case.
IF it gets cleared right away.

Yeah... anyone keeping tabs can see that 
we won't even get submitted to the Embassy till April.


Which means that the odds of us bringing these kids home 
with a month to acclimate to our home before summer break hits...
well, that's vaporizing before my eyes.

So, come on March...
you're one month closer to April.
Which is one month closer to May.


  1. I am so sorry. I know what that is like and it is so hard to be away from you babies. Praying God moves moutains and you don't have to wait so long to bring them home!!

  2. Sorry friend. This part sucks for sure! Expectations are the worst. We tell ourselves we won't set expectations, but it seems we. just. can't. help. it! This wait is the hardest and unfortunately has become one of the most unpredictable parts :(

    On an unrelated note, love your new header. Did you do it yourself?

  3. Ugh.
    That's all I have to say.
    We'll be praying for patience and strength.

  4. Do you ever wonder how many years the waiting takes off our lives? Too many...

  5. BOOOO! I don't like that at all. I'll refrain from God's-perfect-timing platitudes because, yeah, we all know that. It doesn't make it any more palatable. Hang in there, my friend!

  6. awww i think of you and those sweet kids all the time and try to keep up with the happenings, or the "stallings" as it seems to be. I often ask myself if i could do it all again, if my heart could take it....i think once i see you home with all your babies then i *know* it can happen...maybe i will begin creeping on the WC sites again :)


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