So our dossier is in the process of translation. I can only imagine how exhausting the ordeal of translating English into Bulgarian is. Wow.
We've been told this could take some time (4-6 weeks) and when it is complete we will be sent off to the Ministry to be registered. Once registered it could be any time. We highly doubt we will receive a referral before this summer. Maybe we will be surprised but I doubt it.
Lily has named her brother. She is calling him by this name. I really like the name, Garry does not. He seems to always find a way to make fun of the name (just as boys will do with all boy names, simply because they are boys) I've told Garry no matter the name we choose, our son's friends will find a way to tease him for his name. There is no 'nickname-proof' name for a guy.
There and Back Again: The Rhoden's Bulgarian Adoption
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Waiting game begins...
So our dossier was shipped off to Bulgaria 2 weeks ago. We're still waiting to hear if they received it. But while we wait there are plenty of things to do here.
Thanksgiving was ok. Different, but ok. Pop and the Polks were here in Memphis and the kids enjoyed their time playing together. Paige attempted her first turkey and was successful...even if we had no idea what was inside the turkey. The boys played video games or watched football while we cooked up a storm.
The dinner table was hard. If mom were here we would have sat at the table for hours and talked, munching on the food and going back to munch some more. That will be something I miss terribly.
We have the knowledge that nothing will ever be like it was when Momma was here but that knowledge is still head knowledge and not heart. Holidays will be tough. I'm almost ashamed to say that I am dreading Christmas. In one ear I have God telling me I shouldn't dread it and I'm promptly yelling back (in my head, of course) smart remarks like "Well, you shouldn't have taken my momma!"
It's normal, luckily. Of course, I've never been considered totally normal anyway so why should I try to be now.
Lily and Mia have started gymnastics and both enjoy the exercise. I get to "help" assist Mia in her class and she's so funny because she pushes my hands away. "No momma, No," she says. Funny thing.
OH and Lily's favorite saying "Shake your Booty" has become her sister's as well.. Mia says "Sake you OOty" though...
Thanksgiving was ok. Different, but ok. Pop and the Polks were here in Memphis and the kids enjoyed their time playing together. Paige attempted her first turkey and was successful...even if we had no idea what was inside the turkey. The boys played video games or watched football while we cooked up a storm.
The dinner table was hard. If mom were here we would have sat at the table for hours and talked, munching on the food and going back to munch some more. That will be something I miss terribly.
We have the knowledge that nothing will ever be like it was when Momma was here but that knowledge is still head knowledge and not heart. Holidays will be tough. I'm almost ashamed to say that I am dreading Christmas. In one ear I have God telling me I shouldn't dread it and I'm promptly yelling back (in my head, of course) smart remarks like "Well, you shouldn't have taken my momma!"
It's normal, luckily. Of course, I've never been considered totally normal anyway so why should I try to be now.
Lily and Mia have started gymnastics and both enjoy the exercise. I get to "help" assist Mia in her class and she's so funny because she pushes my hands away. "No momma, No," she says. Funny thing.
OH and Lily's favorite saying "Shake your Booty" has become her sister's as well.. Mia says "Sake you OOty" though...
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