My travel to Ind*a and the prep for it all seems like such a blur now. It all happened so quick, despite the anticipation and wait all along. The reason was that the unpredictability of adoption makes most parents put a shield around their heart, as I did to my poor heart as well. It is so sad to think about how I was afraid to be happy and excited, just in case something went wrong. I did not want to even start preparing for travel. In fact, I held off on any of the travel shopping too till I was 200% sure. Usually I am easily excited, but close to my travel time, I found myself extremely calm! That was new for me and I am not really sure why that was the case.
Once my tickets were booked, I allowed myself to be a bit excited. We shared our news with our extended circle of friends. Our family and close inner circle of friends could breathe a sigh of relief at this point. The day we all anticipated would soon be here! I had a week and a half left before I flew to my baby girl. I wondered how she was being prepared for this by the orphanage staff. I wondered if she listened to the recorded storybook that we sent her. I wondered if she looked at the photo book with all of our photos. I wondered if the staff pointed to our photos and told her who her mummy, daddy and brother were.
I had decided that I would not do any shopping till my tickets were booked. I went through many of the blogs for a list of things to take with me. I guess I over shopped and did not use many of the items, so when I came back, I had to take them back and return them to the store as I never needed them. I made sure I kept the receipts with me and was able to get about $60 back after I returned the items.
After receiving the guardianship written order I was allowed to work out the details of my stay at the orphanage, directly with them. I think this was more because the country coordinator was going to be out of the office and I needed to get things coordinated soon, and this was the best option. So during the few weeks prior to travel, I was able to speak with some of the orphanage staff. I was able to get some updates on my baby girl too. They gave me her shoe size and her dress size. They told me how much she weighed and how tall she was. That helped me with her diaper/pull-up size, etc. I realized that in my head I imagined her to be much younger than what she really was. She was far more independent than I thought. I learned that she likes fruits, so I was able to take some Gerber graduates snacks. I was thankful for being able to call them and learn of her likes and dislikes. Those last few weeks of communicating with them was a blessing when it came time for my travel and mental preparation. It really helped me get a better idea of what she was like. On one of my calls with them, she happened to be in the same room, and they tried to put her on the phone hoping that she would talk. They asked her to blow me a kiss and I heard a faint voice saying "Umma" followed by the sound of phone dial being pressed... by my daughter! Oh, my heart stopped! How beautiful that "Umma" sounded to me! Even the pressing of the phone dial sounded pretty awesome. The whole world could have stopped at that moment... What a wonderful feeling it was... Since we were not given any videos of her, and very few photo updates, it was amazing to hear her voice. The more I heard about her, the more familiar she became to me, and I felt closer to her, if that makes any sense at all. I think it really contributed to the comfort level I felt with her when I met for for the very first time. I imagined my heart would beat out of my chest when I met her, but to my surprise, that's not what happened at all...
Once my tickets were booked, I allowed myself to be a bit excited. We shared our news with our extended circle of friends. Our family and close inner circle of friends could breathe a sigh of relief at this point. The day we all anticipated would soon be here! I had a week and a half left before I flew to my baby girl. I wondered how she was being prepared for this by the orphanage staff. I wondered if she listened to the recorded storybook that we sent her. I wondered if she looked at the photo book with all of our photos. I wondered if the staff pointed to our photos and told her who her mummy, daddy and brother were.
I had decided that I would not do any shopping till my tickets were booked. I went through many of the blogs for a list of things to take with me. I guess I over shopped and did not use many of the items, so when I came back, I had to take them back and return them to the store as I never needed them. I made sure I kept the receipts with me and was able to get about $60 back after I returned the items.
After receiving the guardianship written order I was allowed to work out the details of my stay at the orphanage, directly with them. I think this was more because the country coordinator was going to be out of the office and I needed to get things coordinated soon, and this was the best option. So during the few weeks prior to travel, I was able to speak with some of the orphanage staff. I was able to get some updates on my baby girl too. They gave me her shoe size and her dress size. They told me how much she weighed and how tall she was. That helped me with her diaper/pull-up size, etc. I realized that in my head I imagined her to be much younger than what she really was. She was far more independent than I thought. I learned that she likes fruits, so I was able to take some Gerber graduates snacks. I was thankful for being able to call them and learn of her likes and dislikes. Those last few weeks of communicating with them was a blessing when it came time for my travel and mental preparation. It really helped me get a better idea of what she was like. On one of my calls with them, she happened to be in the same room, and they tried to put her on the phone hoping that she would talk. They asked her to blow me a kiss and I heard a faint voice saying "Umma" followed by the sound of phone dial being pressed... by my daughter! Oh, my heart stopped! How beautiful that "Umma" sounded to me! Even the pressing of the phone dial sounded pretty awesome. The whole world could have stopped at that moment... What a wonderful feeling it was... Since we were not given any videos of her, and very few photo updates, it was amazing to hear her voice. The more I heard about her, the more familiar she became to me, and I felt closer to her, if that makes any sense at all. I think it really contributed to the comfort level I felt with her when I met for for the very first time. I imagined my heart would beat out of my chest when I met her, but to my surprise, that's not what happened at all...