I knew this day would come. I knew the time would fly by and before we knew it we'd on the way to meet our babies. But it's still surreal. 16 weeks exactly, the 112th day of our journey. From Tallahassee to Charlotte to Philly and from Philly to Frankfort, Germany. From there we fly to into the capital of our country where we will stay for the duration of our trip. This feels so meant to be. Although it did take staying up all night, when it came time to head to the airport, all was ready. Early, ahead of schedule. Did you hear that hubby, early! I felt so prepared. The long to do list complete. I'm not sure I've ever had a to do list for 24 hours so long and so DONE at the end! The paperwork ready to go, suitcases reasonably not over packed. The money safely tucked away...the money, all that money. I don't honestly know it all came together. I poured over the numbers for weeks and had back up plans and somehow, when the time came...it just all came together. The two weeks hubby and I have spent away on an emergency project for a client no doubt were a gift from God, especially financially. It's been a long, rewarding 2 weeks and I have to say, it helped the time pass. I've always worked best under pressure and this was no exception. But it does make it harder to leave home for Eastern Europe for a month when you've only just made it home. Poor hubby was only there 10 hours, and me not quite 36 hours. And yet, somehow, somehow this amazing journey began without a hitch. Yes, there were a few bumps. The pharmacist wouldn't fill a script without talking to the doc, who at 7pm Monday night was unavailable. Had to dash back by the pharmacy early before heading to the airport Tuesday morning. The bank alerted me at the last minute that our cards will in fact NOT work in country which took some unplanned finagling to ensure we didn't end up stranded. We avoid credit cards completely but we figured out a temporary solution. The thought of being so far without an emergency back up was about the only part of this journey that unnerved me so far. But that too resolved itself! And here we are! The peace that has sustained me thus far on this journey remains. As we departed for the airport I was filled with a great sense of peace, of calm that only comes from thorough preparation. I've dotted all the i's and crossed all the t's and yet I know there is much for which you just simply can't be prepared. And that's ok. The unknown is part of the adventure, the first's so special because they are just that, first's! And how I can't wait! The first time we set foot on the forgiven soil which will gift us it's children. The first time we set eyes on our child, see him, touch him, hold him. The first time we take him from the orphanage, the first moments that he's truly ours, that we are alone with him. And the hard moments, I look forward to those first hard moments the most. It will be in the hard, real, messy moments that I will become a mother and truly know how worth it this all is. I just simply can't wait!!
our journey of faith and hope half way across the world to bring home two baby boys
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