Friday, November 30, 2012

Shanghai!

We made it to Shanghai on Thursday, November 30th. The 14 hour flight from Chicago with a three year old was as miserable as you might imagine it could be. We had hoped for the best but alas she was very unhappy for most of the flight and only slept for maybe 3-4 hours. She kept wanting "out" and "outside" and "got go"... It didn't help that she'd been woken up at 3 in the morning and Walter and I hadn't gone to bed. We were all exhausted.

The flight had some other drama as well as they handcuffed a guy about 5 or 6 hours before our arrival. We think he might have been drunk. We saw a flight attendant scolding him and I could hear her saying "this isn't your seat". We think he came from coach into economy and planted himself in an empty seat (that was actually occupied but the guy was in the restroom). He wouldn't leave the seat willingly so eventually they cuffed him and brought him back to a seat closer to the back.

A little later a call came over the loud speaker asking for anyone on board who might be a doctor or an EMT! We never found out what happened there.

The drama of the plane was mellowed by our experience on the way to the airport though. It was about 4:20 a.m., and Eliza was saying "fun" (or as she pronounces it "pum") when I noticed a car moving really close and was thinking "where does he think he's ...." and then it hit us. Our driver maintained his cool and kept us on the road but the other car careened off our front bumper and launched into the air turning end over end somewhere between 4 and 8 times. It was surreal. When the car stopped and our driver moved off the road I started to freak out about the driver, "help him..help him" I was saying as I was clawing at the door to get out. I couldn't get the door open and Walter finally yelled at me to stop and demanded I stay in the car. He got out and with the assistance of a trucker who had stopped they were able to get the woman out of her car.

She had been hanging upside down by her seatbelt and crying for help. I couldn't believe it as they helped her to her feet and over to the van, that she was visibly uninjured. They put her into the van and I was rubbing her back asking if she was OK. She said she thought she might have broken some fingers. She seemed to be in shock but maybe she was intoxicated or medicated, we couldn't tell. She said she had been on her way to work.

When the sheriff arrived he asked her what happened and she said she had been writing down a note. He asked, "while you were driving?" (he didn't look pleased!) and she said, "yes...there wasn't much traffic". But the truck driver had told Walter that she had been driving erratically for some time and he actually in the process of dialing 911 when she hit us. The police think she fell asleep (or maybe passed out?).

Jet lag is worse this trip than last time probably because of Eliza. She is being very good but has had some big meltdowns about wanting to go home, especially when she is tired. Yesterday we woke up from a very long nap and she was having a nightmare, it looked like she was trying to run and she kept saying "home home". When she finally woke up, she didn't seem to be truly awake and she was inconsolable. Nothing was helping, she kept going to the door and saying "home".

It makes me worried about RoRo. If Eliza is this homesick and her loved ones are with her, what will it be like for Ro, being taken away from her home and her foster family? I am praying hard that it won't be as bad as it could be, for her sake not ours.

Yesterday was our 1/2 tour of Shanghai. Our guide's name is "Chris". She is very sweet and took us to old Shangahi and new. Shanghai really became the city it is (of 23 million) only in the last 25 years. Before that it was a fishing port. But now it is a very modern city. It was colonized in the 19th century so a lot of the "old" buildings are very European.

More people speak English here than in any of the other cities we've visited. Now that we have been in five large Chinese cities we can safely say that Beijing has the worst driving conditions! Shanghai is much more civilized. Eliza was good on the tour but right at the beginning she spotted a kiosk that must have reminded her of the popcorn stand at our zoo because she kept asking for "co-corn" after that. She eventually settled for a hot snack that looked like pretzels but was actually sweet and tasted almost like a doughnut.

Today we will take the bullet train to Nanjing! Silver, our same guide as last time, will meet us at the station. We are staying at the Holiday Inn Aqua City hotel, a different hotel than last time. I heard good things from other families about Aqua City and it has a pool that kids can swim in (unlike our last hotel) so that was the main driver. It's also attached to a mall so it will be good to be able to entertain the girls with walks through the mall when they get restless.

Time to pack for Nanjing! Hopefully we'll have good luck getting online as we have had here. Thanks once again to Marquette's VPN which is the only way I've been able to connect to this blog and Facebook too.

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Six days to RoRo!

It's 1:00 in the morning. Walt is in the shower and I am wrapping up a few odds and ends. I would love to go to bed, and am considering resting for awhile, but we get picked up by our shuttle in three hours. By the time we are finally at our hotel in Shanghai, we will have been traveling for almost 24 hours. If it were just Walt and I going, I would be fondly looking forward to sleeping on the plane. However, a certain very busy, quite demanding three-year old will most likely have other ideas for me. So it's going to be a very long 24 hours indeed, on no sleep.

But with all the craziness of the last three days of getting ready, I still am in awe that we are so close to our girl. Six days. In six days we will meet our RoRo!

Bring on the 24 hour day of travel hell...I'm ready!

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Eliza says....

Eliza talks about RoRo all the time. In the beginning I'd say thing to her like, "Eliza...when we get RoRo home, where will she sit while we're eating?" ... or ... "Eliza, when we get RoRo home, will she like to read books too?".

But for several weeks now, Eliza is the one to bring up RoRo. If we are sitting at the table for dinner to eat (at home or out) she will point to an empty chair and say "RoRo!". When we sit on the floor in her room to read bedtime stories, she'll sit on one side of me and point to my other side and say "RoRo!".  Every night she goes to the picture of RoRo in their room and says her name and lately she has been saying "Thank you, RoRo". I don't know if this is because when we say our prayers at night I tell her to thank God for RoRo. Who knows what is going on in her mind.

Now she talks about the trip to China a lot. In her own unique Eliza language she'll say "China".."Go"..."RoRo"..."Up"..."Fun"...."Nanny"...."home". It translates to: We are going to China to pick up RoRo. We'll have fun (she pronounces it as "pum"), then we'll visit my nanny and then we'll come home. Sometimes she includes her little pantomime for swimming since we told her we'll be swimming when we are there.

We have know way of knowing for sure but we really think she understands that RoRo is coming home to live with us. What we aren't so sure about is how she'll do sharing mama with a sister. :)




RoRo in pictures






Because RoRo is from Eliza's same orphanage we have been lucky enough to have received quite a few updated photos of her over the last 8 months. Most came directly from Coco, our contact at the orphanage (we heart Coco!). Here is a sampling!

And by the way, RoRo (aka: Sadie Mae!) is four years old. She turned four in October and is exactly one year and one week older than Eliza.

13.5 hours left!

It's 2:42 p.m. and I have miles to go before I sleep. But who am I kidding? There will be no sleep tonight! Our shuttle picks us up at 4 a.m. so there is no way I'm going to get any sleep, even if I do get to bed early enough. I'll be too worried that my alarm won't go off!

It is hard to believe that in six days we will finally be united with our daughter. I am so hopeful that it will be a joyous meeting for all of us. But I'm fearful that RoRo will be scared or sad that she has been taken away from her foster parents. This poor child, she has loved and lost too many times in her short four years.

Like Eliza, she has had three mamas before me. What must these kids be thinking when they are handed to strangers and told to call them mama and daddy? We can only hope that the orphanage, and the foster family after that, has been talking to her about us daily for the last nine months.

Nine months! I'm about to give birth to a four year old! :)

I will try to post from China but I didn't have much luck last time.

Best finish the remaining items on my to-do list.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

We know our Gotcha Day!

We received our travel approval at the end of last week (it came in less than a week!) so we took the weekend to talk about when we'd want to try to leave. On Monday I emailed our case manager Kelsey (the world's BEST case manager) to discuss options but she was off for the Veterans Day holiday (but being the world's best case manager she was emailing me anyway). The next day I had to take off of work to go to Chicago to get Eliza her passport. Around 3 p.m. I called Walter and asked him to email Kelsey just to let her know that December 3rd was our preference for Gotcha Day but if that wouldn't work out that the 10th would be our second option.

She had told me earlier that it typically takes 3-4 days to hear back about making the consulate appointment which is the first step in figuring out Gotcha Day.

So the last thing I expected when I opened email this morning was to see a note from her confirming the consulate appointment AND our Gotcha Day already!

We will be united with our sweet girl on Monday, December 3rd! Words cannot describe the excitement knowing how very close we are. Even though we've been through this once before, the joy and excitement is exactly the same.

Baby girl, here we come!

Another daughter (brought to us by our very own Canadian fairy godmother)!

When we were matched with Eliza (aka: Tao Bao'Er) a year ago, I found a yahoo user group for people with children from her orphanage, the Nanjing SWI. I wanted to know as much as I could about the place our daughter was living. About a month before we were to travel to China a woman named Alicia from Canada posted that she was looking to connect with the orphanage to find out what size shoes her son wore, because she wouldn't be traveling until winter and wanted to bring him shoes to wear. I wrote back and said I'd see what I could find out when we traveled in August.

I had no idea at the time the chain of events that Alicia's simple request was about to put into motion. On the day we toured Eliza's orphanage, I asked about Alicia's son and they said I could go and visit him. Our guide and I took the elevator to the 3-6 year old room where the children were having their lunch. Jiesheng, Alicia's son, was more interested in his lunch then me but he was very sweet (and so darling) and I took lots of photos of him and of the room, so his mom could see where he was. I was even allowed to talk to his nanny and ask lots of questions about him.

The room was full of children and I told myself that surely they were all waiting for their forever families to pick them up. But I couldn't help looking at them and thinking how much we had wanted to get matched with a second child when we were matched with Eliza. I even told my guide this on our way back down the elevator. We laughed as she said that "Bao'Er" was like having two children! Quite true. But secretly I was hoping she'd say, "as a matter of fact there is a child in there you should also take home with you".

I was anxious to let Alicia know what I'd learned about her son, and that I actually got to meet him!...I emailed her pretty quickly after we got back to the hotel and sent her a couple of photos and the update. When we got back to the states I sent her all the photos and she was so grateful. When we are matched with our children, the wait to get to them is torture and updates and new photos are very rare so I knew that this little thing I'd done would mean the world to this waiting mama.

From there Alicia and I became Facebook friends. In January of 2011 she and her family traveled to China to pick up their son and I was able to follow their journey. It was very exciting as I felt a special connection to this family since I had met their son even before they did!

It was during this same time that Walter and I were trying to figure out whether or not we could financially pull off a second adoption. It was in our hearts but we knew it wouldn't be easy. We were eligible for a significant tax refund because of Eliza's adoption and we knew that that was the only way we might be able to make it happen but even so, there was much to consider. But we were also under some pressure to make a decision as we had one year from Eliza's "Gotcha Day" to be matched with a second child in order to "re-use" our original dossier (no small thing considering how long they take to put together!).

We both wanted to go back to Nanjing. We got such a great feeling from the orphanage, the staff, the fact that they are connected to the Half the Sky Foundation. We loved Eliza's nanny, she cried when we left. Our guide was wonderful, the orphanage was clean and the children seemed so loved and well cared for.

And then Alicia posted pictures from her visit to the orphanage. The very first picture that I saw was of a beautiful little girl in a light pink coat. Alicia's caption read, "I can't believe this little girl is waiting for a home".

I remember turning the computer towards Walter to show him the photo and his eyes widened and he said, "can we find out anything more about her?".

We found out that her name was Jin Fanrou and she was three years old, exactly one year and one week older than our Eliza.

Alicia holding Fanrou
Of course we fell in love with her immediately but we needed to be practical. We hadn't figured out any of the logistics, let alone the financial. We had to believe that if she was meant to be our daughter then she would would still be available by the time we were ready to proceed. But she sure lit a fire in our hearts because we worked all the harder to figure out how we could possibly pull off the impossible; a second adoption.

No matter how we told ourselves that adopting THIS child was a long shot, especially given that other families were interested in her and we weren't ready yet, the seed had been planted. I couldn't stop thinking about her. Alicia and I shared many, many messages to one another about her.

By the time we were ready to move forward, her file was gone from the list. This usually means one of three things. The child was being adopted, the child was designated to a particular agency, or the child was removed by the CCAA with no reason listed.

So our agency called the CCAA and found out that she was indeed now designated to a particular agency. The CCAA said that if we were 100% committed to adopting her they would pull her file from that agency and allow our agency to give it to us.

And so on March 7, 2012, we were officially matched with our second daughter, Jin Fanrou!  She is known as Rou Rou, although I've taken to spelling it as RoRo.

Once we made it official I was anxious to let Alicia know. She was, after all, the fairy godmother in this story...the one that connected us to our new daughter. Alicia was thrilled with the news and not long after that she tagged me in a photo that I had taken in China of Jiesheng's room at the orphanage. But Jiesheng was not in the photo and I couldn't understand why she had tagged me in it. When I asked she said to look closely at the little girl sitting directly in the center of the photo, looking at the camera. That was RoRo.

Photographing my soon-to-be daughter without knowing it.
Inadvertently I had taken a photo of our soon-to-be daughter. She had looked right at me through the lens of my camera. Her bed was located right next to Jiesheng's and I suddenly remembered kneeling at his bedside and getting up and turning around to see her looking at me. And I smiled and waived. Later in the elevator I told my guide about our desire to be matched with a second child -- I was feeling a tug at my heart in that instance and now I know why. 

There is a proverb in China that says that an invisible red thread connects us to the ones we are destined to meet, and nothing can break the thread. The tug at my heart that day, as I left that room, was that red thread pulling at me as I left the bedside of my destined daughter. That same red thread that was first woven when adoption was originally planted in our hearts. It led us to Eliza who brought us to Nanjing. It wove it's way through the virtual world and connected us to Alicia and to her son Jiesheng and to his sweet little friend, who slept in the bed next to his.

God is in the details (and He's a pretty good weaver too).