Recovering Noah

Photo Courtesy of Happyworker.com We leave in three weeks and six days! Oh my gosh. One on hand it seems to be sneaking up on us. I still have so much to do. And on the other hand, really, is it ever  going to get here? Naveen received his travel clearance 10 days ago. That hurts . In hindsight, had I known it would've all moved so quickly, I probably would have moved hell or high water to stay in India with him. Of course, there are no guarantees, and had I chosen to stay, there would have been massive delays. Passport Office running out of passports. Or the guy who stamps "date received" would've been on vacation and it would take several weeks for him to get back and no one else in the whole place would be bothered to lift the stamp, press it into the ink, and then stamp the dang paper. Ah, that was one of the many delays with Noah's paperwork. Anyway,. what's done is done and the days are slowly passing by. But they are passing, so that...

Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry to leave you all hanging. Does anyone still read this blog? Have you all taken it off your google reader in disgust? I know that I was able to blog and Facebook practically every day while in India and now there are just crickets chirping over here. Goes to show how chaotic everything is at home. ha! LOADS has been happening and, believe me, I'm certainly finding ways to fill up the next 7 weeks. Or, rather, 6 weeks and 3 days. But who's counting?  Anyway, if I go into everything that's been happening here then I will never get around to blogging about meeting Naveen and I really need to get it down on paper. So, here's the story.... Okay, if you read my last post then you know this adoption has been really emotional. Things were great in Mumbai. We were having a wonderful time sightseeing and kicking back for a few days while waiting until we could go to Pune.  But as soon as we actually  got to Pune, my emotions started flari...

In the rickshaw on our way to the orphanage to meet Naveen! (Because we're still waiting for court approval, I have to be careful about posting his pictures on my blog.) Warning - mushy, gushy, sentimental post ahead. This is my "Prelude to Meeting Naveen". It gives you a bit of background about why this adoption has been so emotional for me. Do you ever wish that you could just start over again? That you could have one more chance at life to make everything right? To soak it all in. To appreciate it. To capture every day, every moment as a snapshot in your mind, so that you'll remember it forever? I have to be honest, I don't remember much about when the kids were little. Ever since Noah was a year old, his life has been full of therapies and doctors and worry. I look back on when he was was  two and I try so hard to freeze those memories so that I can hold onto them forever, but they just seem to slip through my fingers like grains of sand. I don...

I know I've pretty much been silent since we returned from India. That last plane ride was a killer and, though this was my fifth time to India, I have never experienced jet lag quite like this. I'm still waking up around 4:30 in the morning, but it's a lot better than waking up at two. I was telling a friend that I haven't quite confessed to my husband that I'm feeling a bit better. So far, I'm still able to pull the jet lag card around supper time, and it's gotten me out of quite a few responsibilities. I haven't had to wash up or put the kids to bed in a week. But Sim did look at me with a raised eyebrow yesterday and asked, "Shouldn't you be over this jet lag by now?" so I think my days are numbered... Unfortunately, my jet lag has been replaced by a little friend I picked up along the way. His official name is intestinal parasite/virus/what-the-heck-is-going-on-down-there, but most people know him as Mr Delhi Belly. Yeah, I...