Doing the Domestic Dance

We began our second adoption in January and we were packing our bags to Guatemala, brainstorming names, and prepping AJ for a baby brother. Last week that dream collapsed. We had finished our paperwork, spent thousands of dollars, and I had even had a pshycological evaluation because immigration services wanted to make sure I was fit enough to care for another child.

We had jumped through all the hoops.

So, do we go back to Russia and hope to not run into the issues we did last time? We can’t go to China with their new regulations because I have a history of Post Adoptive Depression and although I sought help China wants no part of that.

Our other option is domestic, something we did consider this time around but did not choose because of AJ, is now the route we are going. In actuality, we are double-dipping…applying to the domestic program and still keeping our hand in Guatemala, although we don’t have much faith that the government will pull through and grandfather cases or expedite cases.

In my heart, I believe I have always yearned to hold a newborn, to smell one and know that that child is ours. And, for the first time since we started this second adoption I feel that this is right…that we have made a good choice. I finally feel that we are on the right path and that our child will find us.

As Kate at Babylune told me last week…
“Keep your heart open and another child will find his or her way in.”