People have told me that sometimes you have to travel through the valley before you reach the mountaintop. Well, I believe I've arrived ... and I love it!!
I laid Noah down in his crib in my apartment at 8:15 p.m. and he hasn't made a sound. He's been sleeping for about 2 hours. I'm having some time to myself to reflect on the day ... and oh, what an amazing, miraculous day it has been!!!
This unbelieveable day began with 3 hours at a spa. Joanie, Shannon, Larissa, and I got a dry sauna, massage, facial, oil and rose petal bath, hot tub, and drank hot tea steeped with flowers and fruit.
At about 1:00 today, we were taken to the Vital Records Office in Semey. Here I signed paperwork to receive Noah's new Birth Certificate ... listing Paula Jayne Osborne as the mother! I also received Noah's Adoption certificate.
Around mid-afternoon, we were taken to the orphanage to meet with the orphanage director. While there, we signed the necessary paperwork that would release the babies from the orphanage.
When we arrived to pick up the babies, the caretakers stripped them down to their birthday suit. We gave them a diaper and clothes and they dressed the babies for us. We brand new parents had a ball snapping pictures! We also snuck around the area and took pictures of the room where the cribs are and got a few shots of the playroom. Looking at a chart on the wall, I figured out that Noah slept in crib #8 ... but when I looked for it, it wasn't there. Pasha, our driver ... had gotten Noah's actual crib and was taking it to my apartment. Isn't that amazing?
Noah was a doll. He giggled some and seemed to love the attention! The caretakers smothered him with kisses and asked me to take pictures of them with him. I was caught off guard when one of the caretakers broke down in tears. Then I started crying. I gave her a long hug and asked her her name and told her mine. Noah watched her as I took him away. I can tell they love each other. I cried walking down the mural painted stairs. When I got to the first floor and headed toward the front door ... I held him so tight as I took in the enormity of what was happening. I stepped outside to the cooooooooold ... and Noah and I left the orphanage behind.
On a frigid, November 10th evening ... we made our GREAT ESCAPE!