We met our sweet little boy on March 24th. He is precious in every single way. I just can't even tell you how much we adore him! We've been visiting daily since.
(We are waiting to post pics of his face till after court-so get ready for a long picture post afterwards!)
Please pray for us as we have court this coming Wednesday morning, the judge here is pro adoption, and known to conduct his adoption proceedings as if he were sitting across the table sharing coffee. He has been known to ask such questions as "who is your favorite super hero and why? I see your birthday is such-and-such date, what others events have happened on that date? What is your city known for?" Etc. I am not good at thinking on my feet so this makes me a little nervous. Haha. Definitely preferable to a mean judge though!
Ok if you've been dying to hear how our first meeting went, here is part of my journal entry from that special day:
We arrived at the orphanage this morning and waited in a room that looked like it would have been more comfortable in the '70's. lime green wall paper covered the walls above wooden paneling and a lace curtain hangs over the window. We sit on a green worn leather sectional that surrounds a small wooden coffee table topped with a red plaid woven placemat. On two walls are large poster boards covered with pictures of previously adopted children from this orphanage. From the room next door comes the sound of children singing, having a music lesson. Adorable.
We are told they are ready for us to meet Tavin and walk out to another building, the one that houses children with special needs. We go through a room where a woman is giving a PowerPoint to a group of nannies, and ring the bell to his groupa. I'm thinking "he has been living on the other side of this wall for the last two years. This very wall right here!" We are ushered into the entry room, and our facilitator speaks with the nanny. My stomach does flips like on a roller coaster. Then here here he is! Here are his chipmunk cheeks, rosebud mouth, distinct ears, and deep eyes. And he's not a dream, he's a real live boy. A little boy laying his shoulder on the matronly nannies shoulder, as she and another nanny animatedly tell us what a sweet boy he is..that he is their favorite. They say "we love him so much we say pour love will will bring him a family! And here you are!" He is perfectly adorable.
The nannies volunteer all kind of info, like a proud mama, no doubt trying to seal the deal, as if we need any urging.
The nanny swoops him low to the ground to chase a toy car and has him laughing, a deep little throaty laugh.
After a few minutes I ask if we can have a picture with him and the nanny hands him over. I feel the weight of this real, live boy in my arms. He twists towards the nanny but doesn't cry or seem overly alarmed, he's more interested in trying to get the phone from our facilitator. Phones always rank high with toddlers and he's no exception.
We will be able to visit with him twice a day for 1.5 hours each time.
We obviously haven't scratched the surface in any kind of bonding but for our first visit we couldn't have been happier! God certainly answered our prayers in so many ways.