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Birthday Dinner #2, Cafe Sante

Sigh... Update

We have a very small handle on what's happening with Korea right now. On one hand, yes, there is still a chance our child could come home sooner rather than later (we had recently heard that we wouldn't have a chance to bring our baby home until next year, which was devastating news). On the other hand, fees are up and will be due the very moment we accept our referral (child's file - in other words, it's when we say yes, we want to adopt this child that you're telling us is ready to be adopted). So, surprises around every corner.

The worst part is this: If we don't accept a child very, very soon, we will have to wait until 2012 or 2013 to have another chance, as the Korean government is pushing each year to end international adoptions (even though they are direly needed).

It's sort of a put-up-or-shut-up feeling that we are not enjoying, and are in fact, kind of panicking about.

Marta's Weekend at Aunt Andrea's and Uncle Nick's House

First Beach, Summer 2011

We are typically to the water on the first sunny day of spring, but it was particularly cold on those days this year. We went as soon as we could, and it was still a bit cold. The water was freezing, but it always is. One of us doesn't mind a bit.

Others in our party prefer to observe, until about mid-July.

No problem.

Frozen

We belong to a forum through our agency. It's been slow lately; no new news for anyone.

And then suddenly, two girls for two families. And then one of the families gets the change for a second girl, to pick up at the same time they pick up their first.

And my stomach drops in both joy and frustration and anticipation. My eyes tear at the smallest suggestion of a new child, for anyone, anywhere. I feel frozen in time - our call will never come, it must come, it will never, ever come, what will we do when it does come?