<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119</id><updated>2012-02-10T22:01:33.441-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...And so we wait</title><subtitle type='html'>"Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen." Hebrews 11:1</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-3568279082212265544</id><published>2011-12-16T13:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T14:12:58.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For Jillian...a love letter...</title><content type='html'>To my sweet Ying Ying Jillian (as you now call yourself),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been with our family for just over one month (one month and two days to be exact...because you are a girl who likes things &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...). I can scarcely believe where we've all been and what we've done over those four short weeks...and yet, here we are, safe at home, Christmas tree twinkling in the corner...and life continuing in it's normalcy all around us. It throws me for a loop every now and then as I contemplate you...and the miracle you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you took your sister's hand and walked out of the Civil Affairs Office...so brave and so trusting of us, I knew you were special. I knew the prayers of many many friends and family...and indeed our own daily prayers for many months had been answered. I did not doubt that the hard times would come...the sadness...the confusion...the anger...the grief...but I saw in you, in those first few moments, the determination and the strength that is sure to see you through the inevitable hardships that come our way in life from time to time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the months we were waiting for China to tell us it was okay to come and get you, Mommy talked a lot with many other Mommies. In one e-mail...a very special Mommy told me that you would "wow" me every day. I believed her. And she was right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying Ying Jillian...you &lt;em&gt;are&lt;/em&gt; a miracle. A gift. I am so overwhelmed to call you daughter. I am so thankful for the days we've shared...and can't wait to see what the next 30 days...and years will bring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do, indeed, "wow" me. Every. Single. Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wG4uRBXyhLM/TuuX3aYVk6I/AAAAAAAABv0/4HKYIlkaHBg/s1600/IMG_2308-Edit-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wG4uRBXyhLM/TuuX3aYVk6I/AAAAAAAABv0/4HKYIlkaHBg/s400/IMG_2308-Edit-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686805932715381666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-3568279082212265544?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/3568279082212265544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=3568279082212265544' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/3568279082212265544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/3568279082212265544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/12/for-jilliana-love-letter.html' title='For Jillian...a love letter...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wG4uRBXyhLM/TuuX3aYVk6I/AAAAAAAABv0/4HKYIlkaHBg/s72-c/IMG_2308-Edit-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-76965440378525029</id><published>2011-12-06T09:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T09:46:23.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pigtails</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51937365@N06/6466037877/" title="IMG_2263-Edit-Edit-1 by Kate {Max &amp;amp; Mimi Photography}, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7172/6466037877_06af59f06a.jpg" width="500" height="357" alt="IMG_2263-Edit-Edit-1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-76965440378525029?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/76965440378525029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=76965440378525029' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/76965440378525029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/76965440378525029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/12/pigtails.html' title='Pigtails'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-1958948535298215783</id><published>2011-11-30T13:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T20:58:53.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He-no!</title><content type='html'>We have just passed the two week mark with Jillian...and we are amazed at just how far she has come. She had her first doctor's appointment yesterday...and received four immunizations. Today she is battling a fever...but is still just as sweet and smiley as she can be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I worried most about was communicating with Jillian in the first few weeks. I can honestly say that this has been a non-issue. She makes her needs known by pointing (and saying the Chinese words as well). We just keep trying until we get it right. She shakes her head no until we do...and has been so patient with us! Additionally, she really seems to understand what we are saying to her! She follows directions like, "Put it in the trash can", "Give it to Lia", and "Do you want to take a bath?" (which she LOVES now, by the way!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the past three days or so, we have seen a small explosion of English words creeping in to her vocabulary. I wanted to take a minute to get those words down so I can remember one day how it all happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama&lt;br /&gt;Daddy&lt;br /&gt;Lia (although she really calls Lia "Mia" so insistently, I jokingly asked Lia if we should change her name! :-))&lt;br /&gt;Nana&lt;br /&gt;Papa&lt;br /&gt;thank you (SO cute!)&lt;br /&gt;More&lt;br /&gt;love you&lt;br /&gt;bye bye&lt;br /&gt;yummy&lt;br /&gt;hi&lt;br /&gt;shoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and my favorite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello ("he-no" said with great gusto! :-)). She says this when she "answers" her play cell phone...so darling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-doRmyBPdFFs/TtZ_H1r2CQI/AAAAAAAABvo/y5Lf2utMgsM/s1600/IMG_2239-Edit-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-doRmyBPdFFs/TtZ_H1r2CQI/AAAAAAAABvo/y5Lf2utMgsM/s400/IMG_2239-Edit-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680867752621246722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has gotten much better about putting on different clothes each day...and yesterday picked a new pair of shoes from her closet to wear...the first pair since we got her. They happened to be two sizes too big...but they were sneakers like Lia had on...and she was so happy with them, that I just put them on and off we went. Still the cutest three year old ever...even with clown feet. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still shaking our heads over how easily Jillian has fit into our family and lives. She is a joyful, determined, sweet, giving child. We are so so thankful and humbled by the blessing of having her home forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-1958948535298215783?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/1958948535298215783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=1958948535298215783' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/1958948535298215783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/1958948535298215783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/11/he-no.html' title='He-no!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-doRmyBPdFFs/TtZ_H1r2CQI/AAAAAAAABvo/y5Lf2utMgsM/s72-c/IMG_2239-Edit-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-7532997599807418500</id><published>2011-11-27T22:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T22:16:33.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling in...and loving life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3isqmTJDS8/TtL7IFgfuvI/AAAAAAAABvc/XGPAnPTQSgo/s1600/IMG_2213-Edit-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3isqmTJDS8/TtL7IFgfuvI/AAAAAAAABvc/XGPAnPTQSgo/s400/IMG_2213-Edit-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679878196403616498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian continues to make big strides each day she is with us. It's hard to believe that it has only been two weeks since she walked into the Civil Affairs Office shaking her little head "no". We have all fallen hard for the little girl with the huge personality. She is a bit of a flirt...and a comedian...and one of the best snugglers I have ever come in contact with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lia will return to school tomorrow...and is looking forward to celebrating her (sayitisn'tso) 7th(!) birthday this week. It is one happy event after another around here these days...and we are hanging on tight, trying to take each and every one in for all it's worth. Life is good...and we are so thankful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-7532997599807418500?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/7532997599807418500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=7532997599807418500' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/7532997599807418500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/7532997599807418500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/11/settling-inand-loving-life.html' title='Settling in...and loving life.'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3isqmTJDS8/TtL7IFgfuvI/AAAAAAAABvc/XGPAnPTQSgo/s72-c/IMG_2213-Edit-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-7777206911526730938</id><published>2011-11-25T20:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T20:44:19.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home SWEET Home...</title><content type='html'>See you on the other side of jet lag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lXifJOJJW0o/TtBENr3nkqI/AAAAAAAABvQ/fZPS-x2gv4k/s1600/IMG_2211-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lXifJOJJW0o/TtBENr3nkqI/AAAAAAAABvQ/fZPS-x2gv4k/s400/IMG_2211-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679114132019188386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love and thanks for all the support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate, Jim, Lia and Jillian :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-7777206911526730938?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/7777206911526730938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=7777206911526730938' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/7777206911526730938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/7777206911526730938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/11/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home SWEET Home...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lXifJOJJW0o/TtBENr3nkqI/AAAAAAAABvQ/fZPS-x2gv4k/s72-c/IMG_2211-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-5822797674155519670</id><published>2011-11-22T17:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T23:01:53.337-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's a wrap...almost!</title><content type='html'>We are packing up and getting ready to take the train to Hong Kong this afternoon. We will fly out tomorrow morning...Tokyo bound...and then, blissfully...Newark. Not gonna lie...I am extremely nervous about those two flights...and would appreciate good thoughts and prayers if you are so inclined. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few hours we will take Yu Ying from the only life she has known. We cannot believe how far she has come in such a short time...but this is a hard thing. We love her to the moon and back and will do our level best to provide her with the best life we can. We will help her find her path...and love her unconditionally. I hope that is enough. Jim and Lia have gone out for some last minute shopping...and I took a minute to stand with Jillian at the window overlooking her birth city...as I did with Lia six years ago...and I was overcome with it all...gratitude, worry, hope and joy...no doubt fueled by the weariness we are all feeling at this point. While I am anxious to get home...I don't want to rush these last hours we have in this beautiful country. I am trying to breathe it in...every last drop...because I know I will not walk this way again for some time. When we left with Lia...I already knew we would be back someday...but this is different. I am leaving here complete, so blessed with my girls...and ready to get on with the task of raising them. To get on with our happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue to post here from time to time...updates on Jillian's new life. I want to thank everyone who took the time to come along...to send us encouraging notes and comments, who helped us financially...and who prayed for our journey to Jillian. You all have made a difference to us...and to that sweet girl we now call daughter. As a family...we will go about the business of paying it forward...with gratitude to those who helped bring us to this place. Xie Xie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this photo is for you, Irene. Lia brought her pink bear to China...but guess who claimed her?? We may be on the hunt for Pink Bear #3 for Jillian! :-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NW_UxiGCMmY/TsxvaDRZiXI/AAAAAAAABvE/IwAu1QPdsMk/s1600/IMG_2210-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NW_UxiGCMmY/TsxvaDRZiXI/AAAAAAAABvE/IwAu1QPdsMk/s400/IMG_2210-8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678035723552917874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-5822797674155519670?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/5822797674155519670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=5822797674155519670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/5822797674155519670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/5822797674155519670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/11/thats-wrapalmost.html' title='That&apos;s a wrap...almost!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NW_UxiGCMmY/TsxvaDRZiXI/AAAAAAAABvE/IwAu1QPdsMk/s72-c/IMG_2210-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-7221173969360744774</id><published>2011-11-22T00:11:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T00:52:01.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No breakfast...but breakthroughs</title><content type='html'>As we near the end of this journey to Jillian, Jim and I both agree that it has been almost breezy (that's right...I said breezy...)compared to our first trip to China. We're not sure why...maybe because we knew more what to expect, maybe Lia made it easier for Jillian, maybe because we have a little more parenting experience under our belts...who knows??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heartache comes even in the breeziest of adoption situations...and we have had a few rough days as Jillian tries to figure it all out. Yesterday morning she was so very happy about leaving the room for the elevators. But when we took a turn to the breakfast buffet...the dark storm clouds rolled in. We think she wanted to go back to the little playground they have here...and there was just no communicating that we would go AFTER we ate. Finally...I decided to bring her back to the room while Jim took Lia to eat. That poor sweet baby girl just cried and cried...probably close to an hour of LOUD wailing. No attempts to console her worked...so I just let her cry it out. She broke my heart into a thousand pieces along the way...but I truly felt it was more grieving than not getting her way. And I needed to let her do that...and stand by her side for when it was over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ryEaWD3xQFc/Tss1jRnwEjI/AAAAAAAABuI/JZnERy6IGqE/s1600/IMG_2133-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ryEaWD3xQFc/Tss1jRnwEjI/AAAAAAAABuI/JZnERy6IGqE/s400/IMG_2133-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677690635372466738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and let me just assure you all that Jillian was NOT reaching for me as it apprears in this photo...any attempts to get closer to her only resulted in more crying. Poor thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she finally began to calm down, I convinced her onto my lap and we blew bubbles until Jim and Lia returned. She ate some breakfast they brought for her...and all was well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until it was time to go out again...and she needed to wear a sweatshirt. We planned to walk for awhile...and it was just too chilly for her favorite Tar*get shirt. She was not inclined to put ANY of the options we gave her on...and what ensued is what I like to call a "Chinese stand-off". Jillian clearly understood that we could not leave until she picked one of the three sweaters I laid out...but standing by the door glaring at me seemed a better choice. Jim, Lia and I sat calmly on the bed waiting for her to make a choice. For about twenty minutes. Finally, the tears came...and we endured crying for the second time. This time, she cried herself right to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and she woke up two hours later...a changed girl. We got ready to go out again...and when I held up her little sweatshirt...over she came, put it on...and off we went. Like magic. Jim and I kept looking at each other sideways...waiting for the other shoe to drop...but it never did. Jillian was affectionate, followed our directions, held our hands when asked...and really could not have been more charming and, more importantly, happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling secure enough to let Daddy help her try on one of the new pair of shoes we have for her. She didn't keep them on long...but a move in the right direction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WDGGISz5u3k/Tss2II11D0I/AAAAAAAABuU/pQOwUyTF6_U/s1600/IMG_2016-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WDGGISz5u3k/Tss2II11D0I/AAAAAAAABuU/pQOwUyTF6_U/s400/IMG_2016-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677691268670754626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like that was a huge breakthrough. When we got home, she couldn't get her clothes off fast enough to jump in the tub with Lia. She wore clean pajamas that we laid out for her. And she didn't want her socks OR shoes on to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet little piggies...she loves to rub her feet on the sheets as she falls asleep at night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KHQjtWehaFc/Tss27rv7VgI/AAAAAAAABug/DUvlxo5Pla0/s1600/IMG_2130-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KHQjtWehaFc/Tss27rv7VgI/AAAAAAAABug/DUvlxo5Pla0/s400/IMG_2130-6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677692154214569474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAt9dcoo6iM/Tss3XcrxLHI/AAAAAAAABus/87ld1rxgzes/s1600/IMG_2138-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAt9dcoo6iM/Tss3XcrxLHI/AAAAAAAABus/87ld1rxgzes/s400/IMG_2138-6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677692631206931570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, we had our appointment at the American Consulate to take an Oath of Citizenship on Jillian's behalf. We had to be ready early...and I was worried about getting Jillian in clean clothes. Once again, she changed out of her pajamas without a backward glance and put on the outfit I had laid out. Shocked is an understatement...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so so thankful for how far Jillian has come in one short week...and how trusting she is becoming. We are so proud of Lia for working so hard to be the best big sister. It is a lot to take on so quickly when you are almost 7...but our big girl has once again made us so grateful to call her daughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a chance encounter at the Consulate with a middle aged Chinese man. He sat down beside me and was asking about Jillian. He said she looked "happy" and that her face was "happy"...and that we were so lucky to be adopting her. I held up Lia's hand on my other side...and agreed with him that I was, indeed lucky...TWO times over. Our road to parenthood was a long one....but here, on this side of it, I would not change one thing about it. We are ready for the next chapter...family complete...dreams exceeded. Let the good times roll... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qAPPkHaepBw/Tss3w_qpcbI/AAAAAAAABu4/91IbpNmcf60/s1600/IMG_2137-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qAPPkHaepBw/Tss3w_qpcbI/AAAAAAAABu4/91IbpNmcf60/s400/IMG_2137-5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677693070094201266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-7221173969360744774?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/7221173969360744774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=7221173969360744774' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/7221173969360744774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/7221173969360744774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-breakfastbut-breakthroughs.html' title='No breakfast...but breakthroughs'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ryEaWD3xQFc/Tss1jRnwEjI/AAAAAAAABuI/JZnERy6IGqE/s72-c/IMG_2133-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-1956429476547426359</id><published>2011-11-20T03:10:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T01:05:40.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday in Southern China</title><content type='html'>Not much to write today. We slept in until almost 6 am...which is actually great news. I have lost that "running into walls" stupor I have slugged around for over a week. We enjoyed the buffet breakfast here at our hotel. Jillian is a fairly good eater...but prefers starches and meat over any kind of fruit. Jim carried her around the whole buffet one morning and lifted each lid so she could see what it was. She either gave a small nod "no" or pointed her finger at what she did want. Not surprisingly, we got the most support in the Chinese food section...with steamed bread rolls and sticky rice wrapped in lotus leaves being her favorites. Now I am also addicted to the sticky rice (which has the funniest label on it...something like "glutinous rice steamed in lotus leaves"...no wonder I originally passed it up. They could use some advertising expertise on that one!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...I led with a report from breakfast. This COULD be the most boring post ever. Sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, we visited the Pearl Market. We bought Jillian a string of pearls for her wedding day at the same store as we did for Lia. Then, our guide, Kelly, took us to another small store so Lia could pick out some Pandora like charms and have a bracelet made. She loved that...and we loved being off the beaten path a little bit. Kelly got us started and then left to help other families. Lia does not seem to notice or be bothered by the fact that no one can understand her English. She just chatted away to the sales girl about Jillian...and was satisfied with the polite smiles she got in return. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olTaf-W4C4M/TsjvSFuJveI/AAAAAAAABtk/A4BAvDuuq0Y/s1600/IMG_2113-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olTaf-W4C4M/TsjvSFuJveI/AAAAAAAABtk/A4BAvDuuq0Y/s400/IMG_2113-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677050424352947682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Pearl Market, we returned to see the Chen Family Temple. We toured there with Lia as well in 2006. It is a beautiful Temple with such ornate carvings. We were able to tour freely and the girls really enjoyed running around on the grounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned to the hotel at lunchtime...so we walked across the street for McDonald's. Our hotel has a small outdoor park and we took the food there and had a picnic. It was glorious to 1) not be eating in the hotel room...and 2) not to have to worry about maintaining restaurant manners. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HsFxn_BYrEE/TsjvsdxpKuI/AAAAAAAABtw/KV0zmTTWrgg/s1600/IMG_2123-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HsFxn_BYrEE/TsjvsdxpKuI/AAAAAAAABtw/KV0zmTTWrgg/s400/IMG_2123-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677050877486639842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VjLdvAE-fRE/TsjwG7-4j5I/AAAAAAAABt8/vgjZFx7qG2Y/s1600/IMG_2129-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VjLdvAE-fRE/TsjwG7-4j5I/AAAAAAAABt8/vgjZFx7qG2Y/s400/IMG_2129-5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677051332271837074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Why yes...that IS the same shirt she has been wearing for four days. The one I snared for 1.00 at Tar*get the week before we left because I was worried about not having cool enough clothes. The one that is too big. The one that she sleeps in as I type this right now. But we are slowly making some progress...tomorrow's post... :-)). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Jillian napped, Lia and I worked on her homework (DONE! THANYOUVERYMUCH...and Mrs. M...if you are reading this let me just apologize ahead of time for any re-teaching you may have to do on that whole "using addition to understand subtraction" unit. I apparently cannot use addition to understand subtraction...let alone teach it to someone else. We have now determined that homeschooling will NOT be in our futures...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We plan to take the girls out for a bite close by tonight...and look forward to a quiet day tomorrow as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, we will travel to the US Consulate to take an oath of Citizenship for Jillian. Wednesday, we receive the necessary papers to leave China with Jillian. We will take the train to Hong Kong, stay overnight...and then fly out Thursday morning for home sweet home. Thanksgiving indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-1956429476547426359?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/1956429476547426359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=1956429476547426359' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/1956429476547426359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/1956429476547426359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/11/lazy-sunday-in-southern-china.html' title='Lazy Sunday in Southern China'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olTaf-W4C4M/TsjvSFuJveI/AAAAAAAABtk/A4BAvDuuq0Y/s72-c/IMG_2113-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-7381543965380071319</id><published>2011-11-19T03:14:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T06:09:25.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Couch gone wrong...very very wrong...</title><content type='html'>First of all...I want to thank you all for taking the time to comment here and/or on Facebook or e-mail. Your words of encouragement mean the world to us here. I wish I had time to respond and thank each of your personally. We are grateful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All families from the United States must end their adoption trip in Guangzhou. The American Embassy here finalizes the visas for the children to be able to enter the US. The standard trip here is one week in Province with your child to complete the Chinese side of things...and they roughly one week here. (It just happens that Jillian is in Guangdong Province, where Guangzhou is located...so we stay put for our entire trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the facilities related to the adoption are located on Shamian Island and most of the families stay right on the island. There is a huge hotel there called "The White Swan" that caters to adoptive families. We ended our trip for Lia there in 2006. On the second floor, there are red velvet couches...and it is tradition to take a "red couch photo" with your travel group...with all the children adopted from each province. We have a fabulous photo from our Shaanxi travel group...11 babies...2 tipped over, 7 crying, 1 crawling out of the photo. Priceless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas...much to our disappointment, the White Swan closed for renovations in August. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't stay there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cheered immensely when I found out I could still go in the first two floors. The red couches are on the second floor. The White Swan totally hooked us up. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after getting Jillian's TB test read (she doesn't have it...eliminating TB as one of the causes of her hacking cough. Ha!)...we mosied on over to the old White Swan with visions of photographic genius dancing in our (okay MY) minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Jillian is still VERY attached to her clothes. We bribed her mightily in order to get a clean shirt on today...but we won only with the addition of the pants she wore from the orphanage (I had them laundered). I guess that's a draw...but it doesn't matter because an apple juice spill at lunch that drenched us both demanded a change into the only dry shirt I had...which Jillian put on with no problem. Jim thinks maybe we should dump some apple juice on her pajamas in the morning in order to facilitate a quick pajama change (not happening now!) to make it to the breakfast buffet in a more timely fashion....apparently we can be a little snarky when we're hungry. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Jillian didn't really CARE about tradition and the red couch. Apparently NOT important to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Lia didn't really care about tradition and the red couch either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I think you are getting the picture here. Epic fail. Except, like most times, I adore the outtakes almost better than perfectly posed photos...and I imagine these will find their way onto my walls at some point. They really kind of capture our day...and our time here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our day started calmly enough at 5 am with some coloring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rkYXamQ3iGY/Tsdq44O72lI/AAAAAAAABsE/IPByLn2HhsM/s1600/IMG_2085-Edit-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rkYXamQ3iGY/Tsdq44O72lI/AAAAAAAABsE/IPByLn2HhsM/s400/IMG_2085-Edit-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676623380724046418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But by early afternoon...the girlies were done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The look I got when I asked her to get on the couch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7YwqowNmDcY/Tsdrk0ZVEpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/kUgIa-xAq_4/s1600/IMG_2102-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7YwqowNmDcY/Tsdrk0ZVEpI/AAAAAAAABsQ/kUgIa-xAq_4/s400/IMG_2102-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676624135608144530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big sister was not much help:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pe14P3x36_w/TsdsH_aaJlI/AAAAAAAABsc/uiB0V55f_nU/s1600/IMG_2099-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pe14P3x36_w/TsdsH_aaJlI/AAAAAAAABsc/uiB0V55f_nU/s400/IMG_2099-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676624739860883026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cracks herself up. And if Mommy gets aggrevated...even funnier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj8CoW1vdEM/TsdshZAIroI/AAAAAAAABso/Q-9bSJpbqyE/s1600/IMG_2101-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rj8CoW1vdEM/TsdshZAIroI/AAAAAAAABso/Q-9bSJpbqyE/s400/IMG_2101-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676625176226737794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only cooperative family member. I shudder to think what HE captured on his camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y24A-Vf25kE/TsdtJ8OExUI/AAAAAAAABs0/ocIkRo_KgEQ/s1600/IMG_2106-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y24A-Vf25kE/TsdtJ8OExUI/AAAAAAAABs0/ocIkRo_KgEQ/s400/IMG_2106-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676625872875210050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and, so,  without further ado...I bring you Red Couch Photos Gone Wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ReHAuhvQSkU/TsduHJwmLYI/AAAAAAAABtA/NB1f479DWSw/s1600/IMG_2108-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ReHAuhvQSkU/TsduHJwmLYI/AAAAAAAABtA/NB1f479DWSw/s400/IMG_2108-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676626924481686914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f5qWpYVo0XY/Tsdubtl15QI/AAAAAAAABtM/AgDz8JthFoY/s1600/IMG_2109-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f5qWpYVo0XY/Tsdubtl15QI/AAAAAAAABtM/AgDz8JthFoY/s400/IMG_2109-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676627277697639682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGWi55eKBcY/Tsdu60LNxXI/AAAAAAAABtY/vWk1e-_B7Vw/s1600/IMG_2110-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGWi55eKBcY/Tsdu60LNxXI/AAAAAAAABtY/vWk1e-_B7Vw/s400/IMG_2110-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676627812040951154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ends this day in China. They are numbered now...hard to believe. We completed and turned in the paperwork for our Consulate appointment on Tuesday...and I am not ashamed to say that I felt a huge weight lifted off of me in doing that. I have been paper chasing for both of our adoptions since 2005...and I am ready to hang up my pen!!! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-7381543965380071319?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/7381543965380071319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=7381543965380071319' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/7381543965380071319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/7381543965380071319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/11/red-couch-gone-wrongvery-very-wrong.html' title='Red Couch gone wrong...very very wrong...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rkYXamQ3iGY/Tsdq44O72lI/AAAAAAAABsE/IPByLn2HhsM/s72-c/IMG_2085-Edit-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-2696454432957232391</id><published>2011-11-18T03:34:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T20:06:29.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginnings and endings...</title><content type='html'>...I'm convinced this trip to China is made of them.Ups and downs...highs and lows. I feel like the whole trip is a marathon...and we are sort of at the point where we would like to hit that runner's high thankyouverymuch. I continue to fight the desire to wake at 4 am...and am ready to crash by 7 pm. I see the weariness in my travel group's faces...and I know I mirror that. This morning, my heart ached when an experienced mom OF TWINS no less, traveling without her husband and children, dealing with a very sick little girl...stopped to ask me if I thought everything was alright with her daughter. She had tears in her eyes as she told me that her baby girl spent a good deal of time banging her head on the crib mattress at bedtime...and was also slapping her from time to time. While no expert...I was able to relate my experiences with Lia...and I could honestly tell her that it WILL get better. There is just no way around the heartache that invariably comes with this journey...the worry, the what-ifs, the anger at the injustice of it all...and finally the hope and conviction that we ARE doing the right thing...and that it really will be alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent an easy morning shopping at a nearby mall. Jillian has been very attached to her shoes. Our attempts to lure her with shiny new ones have been met with no interest. We bought her a new pair of Chinese shoes today at the mall. The salesgirl talked to her in Chinese and she allowed us to measure her feet...but so far the new shoes are still in the box. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon we visited Jillian's orphanage. The trip out of the city took about 25 minutes. The weather was rainy and gloomy for the first time since our arrival...and I found myself glad to have everyone with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived, we were met by the director. She told us the children in Jillian's classroom were just cleaning up from a birthday party. We waited a few minutes before we were able to go upstairs and see the room where Jillian has been attending pre-school. Most of the children at the orphanage actually live with foster families in apartments near the facility. They come for the day at the orphanage...having class in the morning, lunch, nap and then an afternoon class. We got to meet the nannies who were in teh birthday photos we received the week before we traveled. They were so glad to see Jillian...and she seemed glad to see them as well. She stayed securely in Jim's arms...but smiled a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we saw the sleeping quarters where Jillian slept...before she was in foster care...and for the weeks leading up to our travel as they returned her to the orphanage in preparation for us (not our choice). The room was extremely neat and clean...but it was still very emotional to see SO MANY little beds. This was the only time Jillian became visibly upset too...shaking her head no when Jim started to walk in the room. He just stayed in the hall with her and she was okay with that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally...we got to see the children from Jillian's class. They had just finished school for the day and were all seated in a room, watching tv and having a snack. This was teh most emotional portion of our visit. While all of the children seemed happy and well cared for...it was difficult to imagine that some of them might never know the love of a forever family. One little boy with a bilateral (repaired) cleft lip ran right up to us and said, "hi". Honestly...it took every fiber of self restraint not to pick him up and run out of there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished our rather short visit by giving the director the donations we carried for the orphanage. She seemed very thankful and she was visibly emotional when she told us that Jillian "was very cute and I love her very much". Jim asked if she had an e-mail address and she gave it to us. She asked us to send photos and let her know how Jillian is doing. I am so happy to have this connection to Jillian's early years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again...I know this post is all over the place and jumbled. I just want to get my thoughts down now so I don't forget them. It was an extremely emotional day for us...but it also seemed that Jillian undertood that she is one of us now. We saw a marked difference in her personality after the visit. Our attempts to teach her english words has backfired and she is now insisting we say xie xie da-shu (???) when she hands us something. One other thing we learned yesterday is that Jillian's foster mother is Cantonese...so Jillian speaks a mixture of Mandarin and Contonese. Our guide for the visit yesterday told us that...which is probably why our other guide has not understood some of the words she is saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a difficult day...but I am so glad we were able to have the opportunity to visit Guangzhou City SWI. We will not doubt reflect on this visit a lot in the coming years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ja9FluWdEew/Tsb8L-al5bI/AAAAAAAABqY/t-tUW2S1KKM/s1600/IMG_2064-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ja9FluWdEew/Tsb8L-al5bI/AAAAAAAABqY/t-tUW2S1KKM/s400/IMG_2064-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676501663010383282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxB9_KuNCNU/Tsb9wEJu9SI/AAAAAAAABqw/fVAN1vEXTEs/s1600/IMG_2066-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TxB9_KuNCNU/Tsb9wEJu9SI/AAAAAAAABqw/fVAN1vEXTEs/s400/IMG_2066-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676503382537205026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The names of the children who stay in this room. Jillian's is the first name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_6HKm88a5Zc/Tsb-FNQ6tZI/AAAAAAAABq8/2pShcctps_0/s1600/IMG_2067-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_6HKm88a5Zc/Tsb-FNQ6tZI/AAAAAAAABq8/2pShcctps_0/s400/IMG_2067-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676503745760507282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GwQq5gfMLPA/Tsb-X1Q72RI/AAAAAAAABrI/K_3Qdj0WTcU/s1600/IMG_2070-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GwQq5gfMLPA/Tsb-X1Q72RI/AAAAAAAABrI/K_3Qdj0WTcU/s400/IMG_2070-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676504065735645458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the children who were in school with Jillian. The older girl is back from Foster Care because her family is coming this week to meet her for their adoption. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TOLObQATyeY/TscAz7k02qI/AAAAAAAABr4/87glhhUwz0Y/s1600/IMG_2072-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TOLObQATyeY/TscAz7k02qI/AAAAAAAABr4/87glhhUwz0Y/s400/IMG_2072-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676506747489278626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director with our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxsOZosuPts/Tsb_4ujU0PI/AAAAAAAABrs/kPcdTzx67Dg/s1600/IMG_2079-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZxsOZosuPts/Tsb_4ujU0PI/AAAAAAAABrs/kPcdTzx67Dg/s400/IMG_2079-5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676505730381041906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-2696454432957232391?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/2696454432957232391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=2696454432957232391' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/2696454432957232391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/2696454432957232391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/11/beginnings-and-endings.html' title='Beginnings and endings...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ja9FluWdEew/Tsb8L-al5bI/AAAAAAAABqY/t-tUW2S1KKM/s72-c/IMG_2064-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-3882604039234544421</id><published>2011-11-17T05:37:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T06:25:41.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Strides...</title><content type='html'>...so bath time. It rolled around again today, like it always does. :-) Lia gave it her level best to make that water and those stacking cups look like the BEST fun ever. Jillian and Jim viewed it all from behind the window that looks into the bathroom from the bedroom. (and here...I feel the need to digress. While WE have found some use to the window...would most people? There is a shade that can go up and down...but really...what WOULD be the proper situation to put that blind UP????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian watched and laughed all from the safety of the bedroom. I got Lia out and we started to dry her off. I planned to try Jillian's bath after our McDonald's dinner (yum!). The next thing I knew Jillian got up and came into the bathroom. She went on the potty...AND THEN STRIPPED OFF THE REST OF HER CLOTHES. I wasted no time in filling the tub again...and in she went. She had a ball. She did everything Lia had done...and loved every minute of it. And we even got her reasonably clean. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cried WHEN IT WAS OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a difference a day makes. We continue to be amazed with Jillian and Lia...and are so proud to call them each daughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In official business...Jillian passed her medical exam for her exit visa with flying colors. She charmed all of the clinic personnel...and didn't even cry when they administered her TB test. We will return to Shamian Island on Saturday to have that read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we will visit Guangzhou City SWI. After talking to our guide and feeling good about Jillian's adjustment, we have decided to take both girls with us and go as a family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are half way through our trip to Jillian. In some ways that doesn't seem possible...and in other ways I feel like we have been here for months. We are excited to take in some local sightseeing in the next few days...with visits planned for several parks and a temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your continued prayers and good thoughts. We definitely feel them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W5E2gUEInC0/TsTsMHn0dTI/AAAAAAAABpE/ZntCoXv_33w/s1600/IMG_2026-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W5E2gUEInC0/TsTsMHn0dTI/AAAAAAAABpE/ZntCoXv_33w/s400/IMG_2026-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675921123342316850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CDLxyI2VyNY/TsTskBnXBJI/AAAAAAAABpQ/1r0TLNHv8Wg/s1600/IMG_2035-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CDLxyI2VyNY/TsTskBnXBJI/AAAAAAAABpQ/1r0TLNHv8Wg/s400/IMG_2035-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675921534046635154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V1TkIji43gE/TsTtGRqdRgI/AAAAAAAABpc/qgsBb0gjMps/s1600/IMG_2012-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V1TkIji43gE/TsTtGRqdRgI/AAAAAAAABpc/qgsBb0gjMps/s400/IMG_2012-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675922122470147586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1LaiVuZwBFc/TsTtsmY1v5I/AAAAAAAABpo/Ap-bOcXID68/s1600/IMG_2015-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1LaiVuZwBFc/TsTtsmY1v5I/AAAAAAAABpo/Ap-bOcXID68/s400/IMG_2015-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675922780868427666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cUDmDKW4HXg/TsTuVvUXiYI/AAAAAAAABqA/e2jQhoaMiY4/s1600/IMG_2036-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cUDmDKW4HXg/TsTuVvUXiYI/AAAAAAAABqA/e2jQhoaMiY4/s400/IMG_2036-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675923487640226178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's for you, Laura! Jillian loves the soft nightgown. It's way too hot...but she won't take it off. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pDzT4Fkzum8/TsTu1kC08EI/AAAAAAAABqM/S6fVWctI40k/s1600/IMG_2043-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pDzT4Fkzum8/TsTu1kC08EI/AAAAAAAABqM/S6fVWctI40k/s400/IMG_2043-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675924034369679426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-3882604039234544421?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/3882604039234544421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=3882604039234544421' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/3882604039234544421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/3882604039234544421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/11/big-strides.html' title='Big Strides...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W5E2gUEInC0/TsTsMHn0dTI/AAAAAAAABpE/ZntCoXv_33w/s72-c/IMG_2026-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-1413744658525762288</id><published>2011-11-15T23:24:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T23:59:41.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling In</title><content type='html'>WE have made some big strides in the last 24 hours. We had Jillian watch Lia in the tub last night. Lia was MOST excellent in hamming it up and having a blast with the bath toys (ha!). Jillian stood by the tub with me laughing so hard and babbling on in Chinese. So stinking cute! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I thought it was time to bite the bullet. She did not like having her clothes removed...and the bath was more of a stand in the water, it takes three people to help...and you get partially clean kind of thing...but as soon as we wrapped her in a towel and she was safe in Jim's arms, she was fine. I massaged her with some lotion a little bit, which she also seemed to like. She was fine when I dressed her in some clean pajamas...and LOVED having her hair brushed. Success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, she started to get upset when I took of her pajama bottoms...but relaxed when I pulled on a different pair of leggings. I think she thought I was going to put her in the tub again. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls spent part of the morning playing in the room. Lia made them hats (always crafting...even in China!)...and then fixed Jillian hair in sweet little pigtails. Jillian was thrilled when she saw herself in the mirror...and watching them together made me just as thrilled. Lia continues to make us so proud in assuming her big sister role. She is extremely protective of Jillian...even getting frustrated with me when she thinks I am not doing something correctly...imagine that! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group then took a walking trip to a nearby mall where we scored some underwear in 12-18 month size that should fit Jillian a little better. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is napping now and in a few hours, we will head to Shamian Island to do passport stuff for Jillian...and shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it from China today...we are starting to look ahead to coming home. We are enjoying our time here, getting to know Jillian...but we can't wait to get her home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uBwCPmOj1WE/TsM_fSAgU_I/AAAAAAAABn8/sX1MEuAdSXQ/s1600/IMG_2001-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uBwCPmOj1WE/TsM_fSAgU_I/AAAAAAAABn8/sX1MEuAdSXQ/s400/IMG_2001-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675449762059408370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDodgEqS2-8/TsNAUgPGrSI/AAAAAAAABoI/BRHF38Amy1U/s1600/IMG_2002-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDodgEqS2-8/TsNAUgPGrSI/AAAAAAAABoI/BRHF38Amy1U/s400/IMG_2002-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675450676411804962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sjN_EHmGk3k/TsNBE7IEM3I/AAAAAAAABoU/RGA1ebkd2es/s1600/IMG_2003-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sjN_EHmGk3k/TsNBE7IEM3I/AAAAAAAABoU/RGA1ebkd2es/s400/IMG_2003-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675451508263760754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1daI9cN76k/TsNB4jO2IdI/AAAAAAAABog/m2n6BBv1IbM/s1600/IMG_2004-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1daI9cN76k/TsNB4jO2IdI/AAAAAAAABog/m2n6BBv1IbM/s400/IMG_2004-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675452395202945490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zpSaNNmVbJI/TsNCV_2xhmI/AAAAAAAABos/6x-oQTKCoMc/s1600/IMG_2005-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zpSaNNmVbJI/TsNCV_2xhmI/AAAAAAAABos/6x-oQTKCoMc/s400/IMG_2005-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675452901102814818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PfW5rRBGD9A/TsNCvBunb5I/AAAAAAAABo4/ofNU6_bUQxU/s1600/IMG_2007-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PfW5rRBGD9A/TsNCvBunb5I/AAAAAAAABo4/ofNU6_bUQxU/s400/IMG_2007-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675453331102199698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-1413744658525762288?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/1413744658525762288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=1413744658525762288' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/1413744658525762288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/1413744658525762288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/11/settling-in.html' title='Settling In'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uBwCPmOj1WE/TsM_fSAgU_I/AAAAAAAABn8/sX1MEuAdSXQ/s72-c/IMG_2001-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-1815261825840481453</id><published>2011-11-15T06:42:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T07:11:18.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She is ours</title><content type='html'>Today we returned to the Civil Affairs Office for our official adoption Day. WE had no problem assuring the official that we were happy with Jillian and that we would provide her the best life we could. Jillian was so mellow during the appointment. We continue to shake our heads at her easy-going manner! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has become a bit of a Daddy's girl during the course of the day. I made her mad when I tried to put a pull up on her before our appointments. She won that battle and we packed extra clothes in case of an accident. She slept through the night dry...and stayed dry today as well. The whole potty thing was one of my biggest concerns and I anticipated some accidents until we all figured it out...but she has made herself clear about not wanting a pull up...and continues to let us know when she needs to go. We took her to her appointments in the same clothes she came in. She got upset even looking at the clothes I have for her...shaking her head no and brushing me of with her hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon she watched Lia take a bath and became so animated and giggly that I thought I would give it a try with her. She cried mightily when I took her clothes off (upsetting Lia SO much!)...but we got her to stand in the tub and cleaned her in some manner. She seemed to accept her new pajamas happily and was soon back to her happy self. Tomorrow we will have some time to shop on Shamian Island in the morning and then apply for Jillian's passport in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gu7HCaK_8kM/TsJVybWlaNI/AAAAAAAABmk/YiQRZ4EpnSM/s1600/IMG_1988-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gu7HCaK_8kM/TsJVybWlaNI/AAAAAAAABmk/YiQRZ4EpnSM/s400/IMG_1988-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675192805264550098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JQNyyQeK0qE/TsJWFiZ67vI/AAAAAAAABmw/zk434w4YXsk/s1600/IMG_1996-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JQNyyQeK0qE/TsJWFiZ67vI/AAAAAAAABmw/zk434w4YXsk/s400/IMG_1996-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675193133575106290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DZyPNdTiXjM/TsJWxCFRstI/AAAAAAAABnI/9-k8EiNZPEc/s1600/IMG_1999-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DZyPNdTiXjM/TsJWxCFRstI/AAAAAAAABnI/9-k8EiNZPEc/s400/IMG_1999-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675193880812827346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-1815261825840481453?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/1815261825840481453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=1815261825840481453' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/1815261825840481453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/1815261825840481453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/11/she-is-ours.html' title='She is ours'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gu7HCaK_8kM/TsJVybWlaNI/AAAAAAAABmk/YiQRZ4EpnSM/s72-c/IMG_1988-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-9068922573305034924</id><published>2011-11-14T05:38:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T10:01:50.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight there is one less...</title><content type='html'>We received Jillian this afternoon. Of our group of four families, she was the first to be brought out. The two nannies who accompanied her talked to her a bit and pointed at us a lot. Jillian's just shook her head no...and her little eyes welled up (but not a tear was shed!). Once we moved to a couch area to sit down, I had Lia sit beside her. We just spoke quietly to her and rubbed her back and arm a little bit from time to time. I could not have been more proud of Lia. She definitely made Jillian feel more comfortable. Slowly we introduced some toys...and before I knew it, Jillian was high five-ing and laughing out loud at our silly antics with goldfish crackers. She is quite adept with her short arm and in no time, was navigating a snack trap cup to get some goldfish herself...to eat, to feed to Lia...and eventually to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her favorite toy was the play cell phone we brought...and she loved pushing the buttons and looking for Jim...who would then open HIS phone and "answer". The nannies said over and over how smart Jillian is...and used the word "easy-going" at least three times. So far we can agree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was time to leave, Lia took Jillian's hand and walked her to the elevator. I had to pick her up to get her in the elevator...and she fussed for a moment...but got over it soon...and rode home on the bus on my lap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back here, at the hotel, we just let her play. She has a bit of a runny nose...and when I brought a tissue, she very sweetly blew her nose! Then...every time her nose would run, she started pointing to the tissue box for me to get busy. I stole a little kiss each time I did her nose. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim and Lia elicited belly laughs by pretending to fall on the bed. We have it on tape...will post soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was wearing a diaper when we met her, but her nanny said they put it on her only because the ride/day was long. When I took off her diaper, she was still dry...and she proceeded to use the potty. She let me know she had to go later as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is smaller than I anticipated. We may be doing some fast shopping for a few outfits and shoes. What I brought for Lia in 2006 was a bit too small. It seems I am not a great extrapolator of size estimates. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She speaks more Cantonese dialect than Mandarin. We throught this might be the case...but so far language does not seem to be throwing her and she has already repeated "all done".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian brushed her teeth after watching Lia do it...but not sure she was overly fond of the flavor. She already seems to understand, at least in part, our English instructions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this post is jumbled...just wanted to get down my thoughts and get some quick, unedited (how that pains me!) photos up. Right now, both girls are sleeping on Lia's bed. Jillian let me snuggle her a bit...but then pointed plainly to Lia laying on her bed. I laid down on her other side...and in no time, we were all sleeping. I got up eventually...but I am letting sleeping dogs lie with the girls. We will try a bath with Jillian tomorrow. I remember how traumatized Lia seemed by her first bath, the first night we had her...and while I really wanted to get Jillian in the tub...her security trumps that. For tonight at least. Other than the training pants I put on her, she sleeps in the clothes she came in. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all...not a bad first day. :-) We are blessed beyond reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now...onto the good stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a2rXaexJexU/TsD2nzGM_HI/AAAAAAAABkc/Oazn5R-YYig/s1600/IMG_1942-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a2rXaexJexU/TsD2nzGM_HI/AAAAAAAABkc/Oazn5R-YYig/s400/IMG_1942-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674806694078381170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-351ql4X2M2Y/TsD2Un0caXI/AAAAAAAABkQ/xfLM_M2rysc/s1600/IMG_1946-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-351ql4X2M2Y/TsD2Un0caXI/AAAAAAAABkQ/xfLM_M2rysc/s400/IMG_1946-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674806364633590130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ej-RhHJZwzc/TsD29iFj07I/AAAAAAAABko/DwYw2LOu6V0/s1600/IMG_1968-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ej-RhHJZwzc/TsD29iFj07I/AAAAAAAABko/DwYw2LOu6V0/s400/IMG_1968-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674807067469403058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jgfCMPpeDIo/TsD3u4ff4_I/AAAAAAAABlA/78HezvuGaao/s1600/IMG_1983-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jgfCMPpeDIo/TsD3u4ff4_I/AAAAAAAABlA/78HezvuGaao/s400/IMG_1983-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674807915297367026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8bHMTM7mDE/TsD3a0ilq_I/AAAAAAAABk0/kIT9C8M7IxA/s1600/IMG_1977-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l8bHMTM7mDE/TsD3a0ilq_I/AAAAAAAABk0/kIT9C8M7IxA/s400/IMG_1977-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674807570639203314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aduG6m02MiQ/TsErgTb-4GI/AAAAAAAABlM/1K3MHp-NFrU/s1600/IMG_1987-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aduG6m02MiQ/TsErgTb-4GI/AAAAAAAABlM/1K3MHp-NFrU/s400/IMG_1987-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674864839436984418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-9068922573305034924?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/9068922573305034924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=9068922573305034924' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/9068922573305034924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/9068922573305034924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/11/tonight-there-is-one-less.html' title='Tonight there is one less...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a2rXaexJexU/TsD2nzGM_HI/AAAAAAAABkc/Oazn5R-YYig/s72-c/IMG_1942-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-6625392986287566980</id><published>2011-11-13T08:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T08:23:25.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I couldn't think of a title for this post. So much I want to say...and I can't find the words. We are here in Guangzhou, sleeping tonight under the same moon and stars as our Yu Ying. Tomorrow she will become Jillian Snow...and so perfectly fill that empty place, we, her family, have been carrying around for four long years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could write about how prayers were answered for a safe (if not very long and brutal) flight. How we successfully maneuvered our way from Newark to Hong Kong to Guangzhou...and lost one day in the process due to time differences (but bonus for us because we travel BACK on Thanksgiving, thus giving us TWO Thanksgivings. But probably no turkey on Air Napon. We'll see..)I could write how Lia is a true travel rock star who is successfully charming everyone from taxi drivers to bellboys. How tonight that girl, so tired from jet lag she has barely eaten all day (please pray), asked for her crayons to make her mom and dad a card congratulating us. With a small attachment for her baby sister. How, as I type in this far-away from home hotel room, with my husband and my daughter sleeping away, I can barely keep the tears from coming...so overwhelmed with it ALL, I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, instead, tonight, the detail I would like to remember from the last 40 hours is the conversation I had with our guide, Kelly, as we made our way to our hotel room this afternoon. She told me she had seen Jillian last week when she visited the orphanage with another family. She observed Jillian taking part in a class of some sort where she was singing. And dancing. With great enthusiasm. Be.Still.My.Heart. I asked if Jillian had been told that we were coming...and Kelly said that she had been. Kelly herself, asked Jillian if her Mama and Daddy were coming for her...and she said Jillian didn't answer. She just smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Yu Ying...tonight you sleep alone for the last time. Tomorrow, you will know the great big love of a Mama, a Daddy...and a big sister. You will never be alone again. And that sweet girl?? THAT makes your Mama smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will meet Jillian at 2:30 pm tomorrow (1:30 am EST). Please pray for all of us...but mostly that sweet baby girl sleeping somewhere out there...so very very close...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-6625392986287566980?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/6625392986287566980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=6625392986287566980' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/6625392986287566980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/6625392986287566980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-couldnt-think-of-title-for-this-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-7712054059647826361</id><published>2011-11-06T11:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T19:46:13.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel Itinerary/Prayer Requests</title><content type='html'>My friend,&lt;a href="http://www.makeroomformeimei.blogspot.com"&gt; Lisa&lt;/a&gt;, who traveled to China just about a month ago to bring home her sweet Millie Mei, posted an itinerary with specific prayer requests for each day of their trip. As I cheered her on from the other side of the world, these requests gave focus to me in my daily prayers for them and I was happy to support them in this specific way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to do the same...and if you are so inclined we would be happy for your prayers and/or good thoughts during each day of the journey ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 11th/12th&lt;/strong&gt;: Traveling. Leave Newark the afternoon of the 11th, to arrive in Hong Kong the evening of the 12th. Please pray for a safe and easy flight for all of us. I am not sure Lia has fully grasped the idea of 16 hours in flight...and for those of us who do....well...we need the prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 13th&lt;/strong&gt;: We will take the noon train into mainland China. Please pray for safe travels and that we are able to figure out HOW to get to the train station as we will not meet our guide until we get to Guangzhou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 14th&lt;/strong&gt;: Jillian Day. Please pray that somehow Jillian senses our love and is not too scared. Jim and I would appreciate prayers for a calm sense of direction as we guide our two daughters through a difficult transition. We hope that we are able to provide them BOTH with the support they need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 15th&lt;/strong&gt;: We will go back to the Civil Affairs Bureau to do the adoption registration. This is our official adoption day in the eyes of the Chinese Government. Please pray that the return to the Office is not traumatic for Jillian...and that all paperwork is completed smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Novmeber 16th&lt;/strong&gt;: A day for shopping! We ask for prayers for Jillian's continued bonding with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 17th&lt;/strong&gt;: Visa photo for Jillian/medical exam/TB test. We ask for prayers for Jillian's comfort...and that all of her tests get the all clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 18th&lt;/strong&gt;: I will be visiting the orphanage this morning. I ask for prayers for comfort and peace as I anticipate this to be very emotional. Also, I have been asked by several families to try to photograph their children and this weighs heavily on me. I would appreciate prayers that I am able to do that for them. Finally, I ask for prayers that I am able to adequately express our thank you to the staff who cared for our Jillian so lovingly for three years. I also ask for prayers for Jim as he takes care of both girls for the first time by himself while I am at the orphanage. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon we will be taking a sightseeing tour of Yuntai Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 19th&lt;/strong&gt;: Get results of TB test. Tour Yuexiu Park. Please pray for a clear TB test and continued bonding for our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 20th&lt;/strong&gt;: Sightseeing tour of Chen Family Temple. Please pray for our continued health and bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 21st&lt;/strong&gt;: We will receive Jillian's passport. Please pray for our continued health and bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 22nd&lt;/strong&gt;:We will travel to the American Consulate for Jillian's Oath Taking Ceremony. I remember this being very emotional for me with Lia. It is the last official act we need to complete before bringing Jillian to the US. We ask for prayers that everything goes smoothly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 23rd&lt;/strong&gt;: We will receive Jillian's visa and then hop the train back to Guangzhou. We ask for prayers that we stay organized and healthy in getting us all packed up and ready for travel. We will spend the night in Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 24th&lt;/strong&gt;: Fly home! We will have a layover in Tokyo, Japan. We ask for prayers for safe travels and that all flights leave on time. This will be Jillian's first time in a plane and we ask that you pray for her comfort. We ask that you pray for Jim and I as this trip home is something we have been thinking (and worrying) about a lot in the past few months. We did not have an easy trip home with Lia...and while we got through it...we have no desire to repeat it. We pray that we all stay healthy, are able to sleep a little...and...dare I say...even try to enjoy the flight. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will arrive home on Thanksgiving afternoon....definitely a day of thanks for our family! Miss Jillian will officially become a US citizen the minute her feet hit the ground. In Newark.(I just know that should be followed by a "ba-dum-dum" on the drums...but this is a serious post...so I will leave the ironic humor for another time).  We ask that you pray for our quick trip through  the immigration line with our paperwork and two tired girls. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family has been showered with support from the moment we announced we were adding Jillian. I have stated it here before...but we are truly overwhelmed by the outpouring. We sincerely thank each and every one of you who has supported us in any way during this long journey. We have been blessed by you all in ways that I could never articulate. We are honored to have you all in our corner. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-7712054059647826361?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/7712054059647826361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=7712054059647826361' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/7712054059647826361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/7712054059647826361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/11/travel-itineraryprayer-requests.html' title='Travel Itinerary/Prayer Requests'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-8072082905780651348</id><published>2011-11-04T19:14:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T20:21:23.399-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jillian turns 3 (really!)</title><content type='html'>Jillian turned 3 on October 24th. From the time we sent in our Letter of Intent (the first notice that let China know we would like to adopt Zhang Yu Ying) WAAAAAAAAAY back at the end of April, it was my goal to be in China in time for the big day. We missed it by mere weeks...and I'm not going to lie...it was hard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...3 is a big deal...and we couldn't let it go without fanfare. We sent a cake through the sweet&lt;a href="http://www.redthreadchina.com"&gt; Ann at Redthreads&lt;/a&gt;. We had used Ann back in the spring to send a care package to Jillian...and despite some serious dogging (all polite, I have no doubt)...we were unable (sob sob!) to get ONE PICTURE!!! Heartbreak city, peeps. Luckily, &lt;a href="http://www.gwca.org"&gt;my agency &lt;/a&gt;came through with a few updates through the summer...each with a few photos. They kept us going...and made us fall a little more in love with each glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...the cake. You KNOW I wanted photos. Jim and Lia wanted photos. But Ann, nicely, told us the chance of photos was zero. She asked us if we still wanted to send Jillian a cake. Of course we did. Expecting no photos, I was happy knowing that her day was special and that one day we could TELL her about the cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can imagine my surprise when I woke up today to 50...(that's right 5-0) photos from her party on the 24th. It has been the most unproductive day as we just keep going back to every photo, every expression, every piece of background art, the other children, the lovely fruit on the table, the way the nannies seem to care for the children...those oh-so cute hair clippies...that delicious smile as she looks at her cake. I am feeling over the top gratitude. For it all. For this child. For those who care for her. For her birth country. For the opportunity we have to call her ours. In 11 days. My heart is full...and my blessings overflowing. So...without further ado...onto the good stuff. The photos that made this mom's heart skip a beat. Happy happy birthday to my "big" little girl. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and a quick note about the "peace sign" they seem to be giving...I don't know why, but this is common in many photos I see from China. They do have three candles on her cake and do indeed know she is 3! (my mom thought they were having Jillian hold up two fingers...but no worries! She IS 3! :-)). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-snayQjkRzRg/TrR9-_F2CWI/AAAAAAAABi8/rB6CJoOmVi0/s1600/zhang%2Byu%2Bying_05.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-snayQjkRzRg/TrR9-_F2CWI/AAAAAAAABi8/rB6CJoOmVi0/s400/zhang%2Byu%2Bying_05.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671296351807605090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-etmTODzr6Eg/TrR-NfTDr3I/AAAAAAAABjI/GRxZwh3aimA/s1600/zhang%2Byu%2Bying_08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-etmTODzr6Eg/TrR-NfTDr3I/AAAAAAAABjI/GRxZwh3aimA/s400/zhang%2Byu%2Bying_08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671296600971128690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DnG-bxtrotk/TrR-YAyW4EI/AAAAAAAABjU/8RnNiLFjZQ0/s1600/zhang%2Byu%2Bying_13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DnG-bxtrotk/TrR-YAyW4EI/AAAAAAAABjU/8RnNiLFjZQ0/s400/zhang%2Byu%2Bying_13.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671296781759471682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F8HHvde27Jo/TrR-lqFnQ5I/AAAAAAAABjg/cMX4TmNSzBI/s1600/zhang%2Byu%2Bying_22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F8HHvde27Jo/TrR-lqFnQ5I/AAAAAAAABjg/cMX4TmNSzBI/s400/zhang%2Byu%2Bying_22.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671297016184390546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVSg7Ws2sSc/TrR-z5xWW4I/AAAAAAAABjs/jIt6bWdma44/s1600/zhang%2Byu%2Bying_40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IVSg7Ws2sSc/TrR-z5xWW4I/AAAAAAAABjs/jIt6bWdma44/s400/zhang%2Byu%2Bying_40.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671297260912532354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tDJlA9ke8fY/TrR_BhgjEaI/AAAAAAAABj4/aCZ2obaACjs/s1600/zhang%2Byu%2Bying_44.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tDJlA9ke8fY/TrR_BhgjEaI/AAAAAAAABj4/aCZ2obaACjs/s400/zhang%2Byu%2Bying_44.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671297494917779874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQSj41Sv0ns/TrR_Rq0zpSI/AAAAAAAABkE/grEOq-xw0WI/s1600/zhang%2Byu%2Bying_47.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQSj41Sv0ns/TrR_Rq0zpSI/AAAAAAAABkE/grEOq-xw0WI/s400/zhang%2Byu%2Bying_47.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671297772296578338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-8072082905780651348?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/8072082905780651348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=8072082905780651348' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/8072082905780651348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/8072082905780651348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/11/jillian-turns-3-really.html' title='Jillian turns 3 (really!)'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-snayQjkRzRg/TrR9-_F2CWI/AAAAAAAABi8/rB6CJoOmVi0/s72-c/zhang%2Byu%2Bying_05.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-8480050972306650749</id><published>2011-10-14T17:40:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T14:21:48.292-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Being "Jillian"...and the Kindness of Friends...</title><content type='html'>We have kicked into high gear 'round these parts...big time! We will meet Jillian on November 14th (less than a month if you're keeping track...I sure am!)! In the past week, we have had appointments confirmed in China...and were (FINALLY!) able to purchase airline tickets, turn in notices to work and school for our trip, turn in insurance forms for Jillian...and start to cross items off of our to-do list. It's getting real...and I hover between a state of joy and (happy, relieved, grateful) tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have talked often of one of the most surprising blessings of our adoption(s). We have "met" so many families like ours...some in real life...and others through our blogs and facebook. The "Red Thread" that connects us to our children...most certainly extends to those we meet along the way as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started Lia's blog about a year after bringing her home, I quickly found other families at the same stage as ours. Checking in on those "virtual friends", gaining tips, learning about their families, sharing, in some small part, their struggles and triumphs...sure made those friendships seem REAL...and indeed they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim and I have been overwhelmed by the support we have received since announcing our second adoption. Seriously. It makes me cry just typing that. Overwhelmed...with a capital O. While we can still hardly believe our good fortune in being matched with such a special little girl...we never could have foreseen how others, near...and far, would "take Jillian in" as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, &lt;a href="http://www.sunnyinchina.blogspot.com"&gt;Sunny&lt;/a&gt;, brought home HER Jillian a few months before we brought Lia home (and has since added Sarah Martin...cuteness squared!). ...and though I have never met her face to face...I just know we would hit it off. I would ask her for some handy product recommendations and home decorating tips...and hang on every word in the most non-creepy, non-stalker-y way I could muster. :-) ...and well, she would probably try hard not to be too frightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha! Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sort of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...when she learned that our second Chinese gal was going to be a "Jillian" too...she mentioned she was going to send out a "few things" for us. Because she is all casual and cool like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and even though she lives in the south, several states away,...I think she just MAY have heard my girlie squeals of delight when we opened that package. Seriously...those little monogrammed outfits, COMPLETE WITH BOWS(!), worn by her own sweet Jillian are over the moon cute. Gorgeous. I am honored to dress MY "little" in those darling outfits...and will certainly be blessed each time I do as I remember the kindness behind the over the top cuteness. Thank you so much Sunny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean??? Can you even stand it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IbhgICS1mzw/TpnMAUKzxII/AAAAAAAABiA/tCF6i6tLzAI/s1600/IMG_1673-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IbhgICS1mzw/TpnMAUKzxII/AAAAAAAABiA/tCF6i6tLzAI/s400/IMG_1673-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663782312181220482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dvWEuv4Dno/TpnMRztIqqI/AAAAAAAABiM/GOdQmFIllyY/s1600/IMG_1674-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5dvWEuv4Dno/TpnMRztIqqI/AAAAAAAABiM/GOdQmFIllyY/s400/IMG_1674-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663782612704471714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7eg1putvKSY/TpnMlr3VfQI/AAAAAAAABiY/UfmLkvHkSrg/s1600/IMG_1676-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7eg1putvKSY/TpnMlr3VfQI/AAAAAAAABiY/UfmLkvHkSrg/s400/IMG_1676-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663782954197155074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and then, the same day Sunny's happy mail came...we had another surprise. My friend Lori, who has the cutest little Katie from China (someday I hope to photograph her!), sent Jillian the most beautiful, cozy, stunning blanket you can imagine. I know it will be a favorite of Jillian's...as it is mine. It has been displayed in Jillian's room for the last week...but will be moving soon to our "packing zone"...as I plan to take it with us to China. I cannot wait to wrap our Jillian in it. I know it will help her feel safe and cozy...and loved. So beautiful. Thank you Lori. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tAmLE0CSHxQ/TpnM4scFH5I/AAAAAAAABik/dTzcyjqJQsw/s1600/IMG_1671-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tAmLE0CSHxQ/TpnM4scFH5I/AAAAAAAABik/dTzcyjqJQsw/s400/IMG_1671-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663783280768786322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GlUAMmKsajY/TpnNMTIh9mI/AAAAAAAABiw/xwQKohKtwXo/s1600/IMG_1672-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GlUAMmKsajY/TpnNMTIh9mI/AAAAAAAABiw/xwQKohKtwXo/s400/IMG_1672-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663783617573287522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said...overwhelmed with kindness...and so very humbled by the love that has already been showered on Jillian. We cannot wait to meet her and bring her home. We thank everyone who has been a part of our journey. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-8480050972306650749?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/8480050972306650749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=8480050972306650749' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/8480050972306650749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/8480050972306650749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-being-jillianand-kindness-of-friends.html' title='On Being &quot;Jillian&quot;...and the Kindness of Friends...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IbhgICS1mzw/TpnMAUKzxII/AAAAAAAABiA/tCF6i6tLzAI/s72-c/IMG_1673-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-4277945302701171957</id><published>2011-09-18T14:00:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T14:44:05.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Jillian with love...</title><content type='html'>Dear Jillian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the little waiting ladybug I installed on this blog, we have been waiting for you for 3 years, 11 months, 1 week and 1 day. But it's actually been longer than that! We began our paperwork for you in April of 2007. OVER 4 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we submitted our initial paperwork for you, Lia was only 2 1/2. Here she is holding our application! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owZiBbmndpE/TnY6TRi20GI/AAAAAAAABhw/d-efcdi1GBI/s1600/liaapplication2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owZiBbmndpE/TnY6TRi20GI/AAAAAAAABhw/d-efcdi1GBI/s400/liaapplication2007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653770485011763298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were not even born...and you already occupied a big place in my heart, Daddy's heart...and as you can see here...your big sister's heart. Doesn't she look so proud and happy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a very long road for us, waiting here for you. We were sad a lot of the time, wondering if you would ever find us. We talked about you a lot at first...and then not as much. We missed you and our family did not feel quite complete without you. Lia never lost her hope and faith that you would come one day, though. She talked about you with such certainty and made plans for her big sisterhood. Big plans, I might add. Your big sister is a thinker and planner...and she will forever do her level best to care for you, watch out for you, love you the most. You are so lucky to have each other...and that makes Mama's heart so happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We realized last year, at Christmas time, that we needed to look a little harder for you. Although you have been in our prayers for such a long time, we began to pray that we would find you SOON, wherever you were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and then, one night after Mommy tucked Lia into bed, the phone rang. Daddy listened to the news about you first. Because I didn't know quite what to do while I waited for him to get off the phone, I changed my Facebook status to, "It just got good...". Looking back, perhaps I should have written, "It just got better...", for our lives WERE, indeed, very sweet and we were certainly blessed beyond reason...but with that one phone call, just as the one we received almost 6 years ago for Lia, we watched our deepest dreams come true...in the blink of eye...in His perfect timing. YOU were the little girl we were waiting for...and we knew it the instant we saw your little face. We would wait it all again for you if we had to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few months have been very busy for Mommy, Daddy and Lia. Besides getting your room and all your little things ready, we finally allowed ourselves to talk about you with nothing but joy once again. We have shown your pictures to just about anyone who will look at them...sometimes multiple times. We cannot wait to get on that plane to come and meet you...and bring you home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your big sister has just started First Grade. This week, she had her first "Share Time" with her classmates. She just about burst with excitement the day she got into the car, telling me that she could bring anything from home, "As long as it fits into a grocery bag". Of course, I asked her what she wanted to take the first week. She did not hesitate one second before she told me (in a tone that implied I was not quite with it...I HOPE she doesn't teach you that TOO soon!) that she wanted to take a picture of YOU! We practiced all the facts we thought her friends would like to know...and off you went(at least your photo!) with Lia on Friday. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and Lia must be thinking of you at other times as well...even at Math time! This is a  paper she completed this week. Oh how I love those four little dots representing you, Lia Mommy and Daddy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xqe7qIQsMnY/TnY6k4hm9II/AAAAAAAABh4/SNBTzTRxZq4/s1600/IMG_0779-Edit-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xqe7qIQsMnY/TnY6k4hm9II/AAAAAAAABh4/SNBTzTRxZq4/s400/IMG_0779-Edit-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653770787533288578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jillian...we are so happy to be your family...and we can't wait until you are here with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-4277945302701171957?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/4277945302701171957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=4277945302701171957' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/4277945302701171957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/4277945302701171957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/09/to-jillian-with-love.html' title='To Jillian with love...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-owZiBbmndpE/TnY6TRi20GI/AAAAAAAABhw/d-efcdi1GBI/s72-c/liaapplication2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-995785839442173215</id><published>2011-09-05T18:10:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T13:46:15.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nesting Continues...</title><content type='html'>I have to say...I have enjoyed one aspect of this very long wait for Jillian. When we first submitted our paperwork in 2007, I was so excited. We chose her name and I went about gathering little dresses and things for her room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In January of 2008, we moved into our current home. I packed away all those little baby things...and never really unpacked them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so it's been a little like Christmas rolled all up with my birthday around here lately! Really &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;good times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Jim assembled a bookcase for Jillian's room and Lia helped me arrange the books and other little toys we hope Jillian will love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's starting to look like a room for a real life girl in there, I tell you. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MBh932JJ-fM/TmVM0ddz-bI/AAAAAAAABhg/8EZrusHQ9AU/s1600/IMG_0773-Edit-Edit-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MBh932JJ-fM/TmVM0ddz-bI/AAAAAAAABhg/8EZrusHQ9AU/s400/IMG_0773-Edit-Edit-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649005771752733106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jCqFiHB0v-w/TmVNEfYBRlI/AAAAAAAABho/sCjlWOKPsoY/s1600/IMG_0774-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jCqFiHB0v-w/TmVNEfYBRlI/AAAAAAAABho/sCjlWOKPsoY/s400/IMG_0774-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649006047143216722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-995785839442173215?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/995785839442173215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=995785839442173215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/995785839442173215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/995785839442173215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/09/nesting-continues.html' title='Nesting Continues...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MBh932JJ-fM/TmVM0ddz-bI/AAAAAAAABhg/8EZrusHQ9AU/s72-c/IMG_0773-Edit-Edit-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-75041263329287356</id><published>2011-09-04T19:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T19:12:01.005-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby needs a new pair of shoes...or four...</title><content type='html'>We fully expect to take advantage of that fabulous shoeza-palooza in Guangzhou...but we couldn't pass up the opportunity to score a few &lt;em&gt;starter &lt;/em&gt;pairs on sale today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Lia is only 6...but I can barely remember how very tiny she &lt;em&gt;must have been&lt;/em&gt;. She sure had fun laughing at how little Jillian's shoes seemed...and picking out those pink sparkly numbers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already looking out for her sister. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z-YgVX0P__A/TmQFJgHkJSI/AAAAAAAABhQ/yDEN4upuziE/s1600/IMG_0769-Edit-Edit-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 357px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z-YgVX0P__A/TmQFJgHkJSI/AAAAAAAABhQ/yDEN4upuziE/s400/IMG_0769-Edit-Edit-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648645493428069666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-75041263329287356?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/75041263329287356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=75041263329287356' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/75041263329287356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/75041263329287356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/09/baby-needs-new-pair-of-shoesor-four.html' title='Baby needs a new pair of shoes...or four...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z-YgVX0P__A/TmQFJgHkJSI/AAAAAAAABhQ/yDEN4upuziE/s72-c/IMG_0769-Edit-Edit-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-741577373212801121</id><published>2011-09-03T15:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T15:37:10.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just add one girl...</title><content type='html'>I adore little boys. Really, I do. The whole dirty-face, rough and tumble, bodily function humor, mama's boy thing...good times. And if I had a boy, I KNOW I would enjoy every single second. :-) But I LOVE being the mother of girls. Ruffles, painted toes, ballet recitals = pure bliss in my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorating Jillian's room, shopping for clothes, dreaming of HER the whole time....it has been a labor of love and promise. While not quite ready for the big reveal (soon, though...very, very soon...), I thought I would share a little sneak peek of the room we have worked so hard on for her. I love how it's all coming together. I find myself just standing in that space, daydreaming about our daughter half a world away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post photos once we complete all the little details. Next up?? Unpacking and assembling a bookcase we bought for Jillian in 2008. I can't wait to see it put together! I almost forgot we had it (it's been in storage)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51937365@N06/6110027434/" title="_ by Kate {Max &amp;amp; Mimi Photography}, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6088/6110027434_91dcea5263.jpg" width="500" height="281" alt="_"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-741577373212801121?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/741577373212801121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=741577373212801121' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/741577373212801121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/741577373212801121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-add-one-girl.html' title='Just add one girl...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6088/6110027434_91dcea5263_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-6607340918818057307</id><published>2011-09-02T08:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T11:40:55.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We wait no more...or...sometimes dreams come true...or...life is good...</title><content type='html'>So...okay...my last post was August 10, 2008. Three years ago. Almost one year into our second baby wait, reality set in...and I lost my enthusiasm. Honestly, more like the life was sucked out of me...but that's a post for another time...or maybe just better left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the course of these last three years, we moved, we renewed our paperwork one time, we traveled to Disney, we decided not to renew our paperwork a second time, we started to take a look at China's Special Needs program, we became convinced it was the program for us, we second guessed if it was the program for us, we received a referral for a two year old beauty with a need we had not explicitly checked on our application, we fell head over heels in love the instant we saw her face, we accepted our referral, we changed her name for the tenth time since 2007, settling on the very first name we (read I!) chose (Jillian Snow), we re-filed all of our US paperwork. We celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary and on that day, we watched Lia graduate from kindergarten and completed two separate fingerprint appointments for our adoption. We went to the beach for the last time as a family of three. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you still with me??? :-) That was the abridged version of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today, we are waiting for our Article 5....which is the last document we need before everything goes to Beijing for our final Travel Approval. We are applying for our visas and plan to travel in early November. Our daughter is in Guangzhou City...so our entire trip will be spent there (for Chinese adoptions, you are required to spend one week or so in the child's province and then travel to Guangzhou, where the American Embassy is located, to complete the adoption.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were among the first photos we saw of Zhang Yu Ying (Ying Ying in her orphanage, Jillian to us :-)). These were taken just a few days after her 2nd birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51937365@N06/6105541165/" title="Yuying3-Edit-1 by Kate {Max &amp;amp; Mimi Photography}, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6192/6105541165_302bdde1b5_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="Yuying3-Edit-1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51937365@N06/6106085466/" title="Yuying2-Edit-1 by Kate {Max &amp;amp; Mimi Photography}, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6200/6106085466_56252e1dfd_z.jpg" width="427" height="640" alt="Yuying2-Edit-1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Beautiful, no??) :-) (seriously...you can see why there was no turning back once we saw that face, right???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June, we received these updated photos of Jillian. She is just over 2 1/2 here. We sent her a care package in May...and she is wearing the little shorts(but not the matching top!) and hair clips from that package. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51937365@N06/6105536049/" title="Zhang_Yu_Ying_1 by Kate {Max &amp;amp; Mimi Photography}, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6090/6105536049_e2387c760a_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="Zhang_Yu_Ying_1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51937365@N06/6106080376/" title="Zhang_Yu_Ying_2 by Kate {Max &amp;amp; Mimi Photography}, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6072/6106080376_124cfb41bd_z.jpg" width="426" height="640" alt="Zhang_Yu_Ying_2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and finally, just yesterday we received one more update. There were some surprising things in that brief report! We had believed Jillian to be in the orphanage at Guangzhou City. The report yesterday mentioned another child in her "Foster Family". I almost missed that in my rush to get to the photos at the end! These pictures do seem to be in a home (with a large tv!). I have taken notice of all that little writing on wall behind her and wonder if I have another artist on my hands??? You can also see a little foot of another child in one of the photos which I have to surmise belongs to her foster sister. We plan to send a request for more info on her Foster Family next week after the holiday. We are thrilled to know she is living with a family until we can travel! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also in this report she was described as "very clever". She likes all food, especially vegetables...and she doesn't like it when other children take her toys. (who can blame her??? I have spent the week unpacking toys that have been in storage just waiting for her...I can't wait to show her!). I love these photos so much...mostly because we finally got a full out smile! It's safe to say she has her new family firmly wrapped around her little finger already. Jim, Lia and I just kept looking at that sweet face last night, sensing just a hint of {fun} mischief in that twinkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51937365@N06/6105536139/" title="Zhang_Yu_Ying-_(1) by Kate {Max &amp;amp; Mimi Photography}, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6088/6105536139_8f49ccfd88_z.jpg" width="480" height="640" alt="Zhang_Yu_Ying-_(1)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/51937365@N06/6106080444/" title="Zhang_Yu_Ying-_(2) by Kate {Max &amp;amp; Mimi Photography}, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6190/6106080444_a47ca54324_z.jpg" width="480" height="640" alt="Zhang_Yu_Ying-_(2)"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(See what I mean??? Did you catch that twinkle??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and finally...I wanted to share a poem that a &lt;a href="http://www.lifewithleahandkate.blogspot.com"&gt;dear dear friend &lt;/a&gt;graciously shared with me earlier this summer. It brought me to tears the first time I read it...and continues to do so. Every. Time. I. Read. It. While we know that our sweet Jillian will face some extra challenges in life, we know she was created perfectly in His sight. We are so thankful to call Yu Ying daughter...and humbled with this most precious blessing of raising her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Missing Parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God looked down, another child complete,&lt;br /&gt;A smile so perfect, a temper so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;But baby looked and some parts were gone,&lt;br /&gt;Did God mess up and make me wrong?&lt;br /&gt;God just looked at this perfect child,&lt;br /&gt;He explained Himself as He just smiled.&lt;br /&gt;"If I'd taken time to make that part,&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn't be such a work of art."&lt;br /&gt;I would not have had time to make that smile,&lt;br /&gt;To list your talents would last a mile.&lt;br /&gt;Your sense of humor, that belly laugh,&lt;br /&gt;Where are these parts, you have to ask?&lt;br /&gt;You are so lucky, these gifts of gold,&lt;br /&gt;Those missing parts are mine to hold.&lt;br /&gt;Forever they'll be, close to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;So as you live, we are never apart.&lt;br /&gt;Each time I move, you'll be on my mind,&lt;br /&gt;You special child, you are quite the find!&lt;br /&gt;So do not miss that part, you see,&lt;br /&gt;It will always be safe and sound with me."&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-6607340918818057307?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/6607340918818057307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=6607340918818057307' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/6607340918818057307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/6607340918818057307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-wait-no-moreorsometimes-dreams-come.html' title='We wait no more...or...sometimes dreams come true...or...life is good...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6192/6105541165_302bdde1b5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-5298130336337627358</id><published>2008-08-10T00:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:41:25.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been 10 months...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...and we continue to dream of the time we will be back in China to bring our mei mei home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232598703614101026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SJ3szCUWhiI/AAAAAAAAA2s/gsRpaVsjRN8/s400/2746804655_e83b453d85.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look closely, you will see a double rainbow...the view we had from our front door on Sunday evening...that has to mean something right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233826482835126738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SKJJdMVredI/AAAAAAAAA4M/RPqLoLJ13RQ/s400/IMG_1839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-5298130336337627358?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/5298130336337627358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=5298130336337627358' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/5298130336337627358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/5298130336337627358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-been-10-months.html' title='It&apos;s been 10 months...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SJ3szCUWhiI/AAAAAAAAA2s/gsRpaVsjRN8/s72-c/2746804655_e83b453d85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-3043610026900195060</id><published>2008-07-24T13:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T15:19:42.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Delusional?</title><content type='html'>A new frock to while away the wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226629189026771314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SIi3jjig8XI/AAAAAAAAAq8/IJH0GsWg-Io/s400/2698339481_9c629e0fc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I figure I will either have a well dressed child...or make a bundle on ebay. Yes...that's the smallest hint of doubt about the adoption creeping in little by little as the months go by with no speed up in sight....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-3043610026900195060?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/3043610026900195060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=3043610026900195060' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/3043610026900195060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/3043610026900195060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/07/am-i-delusional.html' title='Am I Delusional?'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SIi3jjig8XI/AAAAAAAAAq8/IJH0GsWg-Io/s72-c/2698339481_9c629e0fc2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-2193660761452696181</id><published>2008-07-10T14:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T14:15:54.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A rug to build a room on (and 9 months!) !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SIDd0qJYxkI/AAAAAAAAAnM/qr1pjaiES6Y/s1600-h/2679635817_96fdf0e981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224419464486372930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SIDd0qJYxkI/AAAAAAAAAnM/qr1pjaiES6Y/s400/2679635817_96fdf0e981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SHZYiNCCMwI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Kb27WZHLQ0Q/s1600-h/baby%27s+rug.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Update: Uhhhh......yeah.....Wendy politely pointed out that we are celebrating our 9 month anniversary instead of the 10 month &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt; I loudly proclaimed yesterday. I have no excuse for my faulty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;arithmetic&lt;/span&gt; except for the fact that I am on vacation and blogging is challenging....and there was probably a little wishful thinking thrown in for good luck! I was intent on getting the post up and trying to watch Lia at the same time. So.....9 months down.....and so many more to go... :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we mark the 9 month &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt; of our Log in Date in China, we remain excited and happy that we will someday welcome our second daughter from China! This week, I found the most precious rug while I was antique shopping with my sister. Although the colors didn't photograph very well, the main color is a peachy pink that will be perfect for our nursery! This was special for me as the first thing I bought for Lia's nursery was a rug as well. Rug....done! Next up...bedding!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-2193660761452696181?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/2193660761452696181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=2193660761452696181' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/2193660761452696181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/2193660761452696181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/07/rug-to-build-room-on-and-10-months.html' title='A rug to build a room on (and 9 months!) !'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SIDd0qJYxkI/AAAAAAAAAnM/qr1pjaiES6Y/s72-c/2679635817_96fdf0e981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-4220517205661742492</id><published>2008-06-19T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:37:35.365-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mail and Good Wishes!</title><content type='html'>At some point I plan to begin a formal collection of quilt squares for our mei mei's 100 Good Wishes Quilt. Since our wait continues to grow with each passing month, I have not been too worried about getting started just yet. But when &lt;a href="http://3peanuts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kim&lt;/a&gt; e-mailed and asked if I would like a quilt square, I was touched...and of course took her up on her offer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We received her beautiful square and wish this week. It is the first official wish for our daughter to be. I had to cry just a little when I read the wish and saw the lovely fabric. This wait is difficult...but it's moments like these that help me hang on to our dream and have faith.Thanks so much Kim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213710360291031426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SFrR8wLruYI/AAAAAAAAAhk/s5hkAgroh-c/s320/IMG_0688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-4220517205661742492?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/4220517205661742492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=4220517205661742492' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/4220517205661742492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/4220517205661742492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-mail-and-good-wishes.html' title='Happy Mail and Good Wishes!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SFrR8wLruYI/AAAAAAAAAhk/s5hkAgroh-c/s72-c/IMG_0688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-4124705010610730358</id><published>2008-06-10T03:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:51:16.328-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...and so we wait...Month 8!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://www.myretrobaby.com/item_images/nursery_rhyme_hangers_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://www.myretrobaby.com/item_images/nursery_rhyme_hangers_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you all so much for taking part in my baby name poll! We had so much fun with it! I planned to take it down when we had 25 votes, but I think we were up to 76 when I composed this post. Of course my friend Laura admitted she voted several times for her favorite...which I am pretty sure is the case with my family as well (and you know who you are!). I had to resist the urge to jump in myself and vote a few times! We have not made any final decisions yet and I may just reconfigure the name poll at a later date and take votes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, we celebrate the passage of 8 months since our dossier has been registered in China. To put it into perspective...we received Lia's referral just a few days short of our 8 month LID anniversary. I think that fact has made this particular month a hard one for me. I recently entered our information into a referral date guesstimation program (based on mathematics and the current referral data) and if things continue as they are, we can expect to see our referral on August 10, 2015...&lt;strong&gt;give or take a few months&lt;/strong&gt;. Thank goodness they add that little disclaimer at the end. (:-)) I do expect the referral rate to speed up at some point and I don't really think we will be waiting until 2015...but for now, the news is dire and really hard to fathom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the pessimism and sadness we sometimes experience, we realize what a precious opportunity we have been given. We are honored and humbled that Chinese officials will bestow upon us (pending review, of course!) the responsibility to raise another of their own daughters. We are thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and so we wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-4124705010610730358?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/4124705010610730358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=4124705010610730358' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/4124705010610730358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/4124705010610730358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-so-we-wait-and-waitmonth-8.html' title='...and so we wait...Month 8!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-6052669312985695771</id><published>2008-05-20T10:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T14:01:41.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Names...just for fun!</title><content type='html'>Please take a minute to cast your vote in our name poll on the sidebar. We are all over the map (and really having lots of fun!). Each name has a bit of a story and I thought it would be helpful to let you know what they are! Lia's middle name is Nanette, after a dear friend, and consequently, I want the new baby to have a significant middle name too. It is one of the reasons I decided to change the name (again!). I would love to hear any comments you have, so feel free to leave a note in the comment section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jillian Snow&lt;/strong&gt;: Jim's grandparents surname has snow (Snoe) as part of it. Also, we love Snow Wu, the founder of our adoption agency. It was the first name we settled on and I think it is still Jim's favorite. I was unsure of how it sounded with our last name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lauren Marie&lt;/strong&gt;: My grandmothers name was Lenore Marie. The baby would have the same initials as my grandma and the same middle name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reese McKenna&lt;/strong&gt;: My grandfather's name was Ken, so this name would honor him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jensen Mei (or Marie):&lt;/strong&gt; My great-grandmother's name was Jenny. Jensen is a Scandinavian name to honor my Swedish roots and we could call her Jenny or Jen for short. Jim's mom's middle name is Mae... but we would spell ours Mei for obvious reasons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-6052669312985695771?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/6052669312985695771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=6052669312985695771' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/6052669312985695771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/6052669312985695771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/05/namesjust-for-fun.html' title='Names...just for fun!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-1565016718395602898</id><published>2008-05-17T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T14:13:13.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin' by with a little help...</title><content type='html'>My good friend Karen, knowing of my (somewhat unnatural) love for all things Hanna Andersson, recently passed along some little Hannas for our mei mei. She threw in a cuter than cute Zutano panda dress and some beautiful little bibs. It gives me such pleasure to hang each item in the closet and know that one day there WILL be another baby girl in our house dressed to the nines in her Hanna Andersson finery!! Thank you so much for thinking of us Karen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201410163185681634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SC8e_DPKBOI/AAAAAAAAAcg/q21S0--0pDw/s320/IMG_0516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201410171775616242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SC8e_jPKBPI/AAAAAAAAAco/Ao7Dv5qhVlo/s320/IMG_0517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201410180365550850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SC8fADPKBQI/AAAAAAAAAcw/K3Z441bIC-4/s320/IMG_0513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-1565016718395602898?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/1565016718395602898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=1565016718395602898' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/1565016718395602898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/1565016718395602898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/05/gettin-by-with-little-help.html' title='Gettin&apos; by with a little help...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SC8e_DPKBOI/AAAAAAAAAcg/q21S0--0pDw/s72-c/IMG_0516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-8458188241381567930</id><published>2008-05-10T03:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T08:00:19.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Months and still dreaming...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.birdcrossstitch.com/CrossStitch/China/redthreadlegendscan_2crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.birdcrossstitch.com/CrossStitch/China/redthreadlegendscan_2crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Within you heart keep one still, secret spot where dreams may go, and shelter so, may thrive and grow ~ where doubt and fear are not. Oh, keep a place within your heart for little dreams to go." &lt;/span&gt;Louise Purcell &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.chinesechildrenfl.org/images/ccai2_08.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Note: We announced our intention to adopt our second China miracle last Mother's Day weekend with this fun little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-much-fun-was-that.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Smilebox slide show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;. I chose "Over the Rainbow" as the music to accompany that slide show a year ago and it seemed fitting for this post as well. I can scarcely believe that a year has passed since those first exciting days of dreaming about our second daughter. We will continue to wait and dream no matter how long the journey takes.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-8458188241381567930?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/8458188241381567930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=8458188241381567930' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/8458188241381567930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/8458188241381567930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/05/7-months-and-still-dreaming.html' title='7 Months and still dreaming...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-2987822392235467425</id><published>2008-05-02T12:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T20:46:15.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Name Craze(iness) (Again!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/AIM/A4332_CAT~Vintage-Baby-Carriage-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/AIM/A4332_CAT~Vintage-Baby-Carriage-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know it was only three posts ago that I debuted the name we had chosen for our mei mei. I was certain that we had finally found "the one". For some reason, however, the name is just not sitting well with me now. We are back at the drawing board. And my husband is seeking mental health help. For both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-2987822392235467425?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/2987822392235467425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=2987822392235467425' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/2987822392235467425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/2987822392235467425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/05/name-crazeiness-again.html' title='Name Craze(iness) (Again!)'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-3968762362634479832</id><published>2008-04-10T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:10:40.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.richeflowers.com/images/tulip%20bridal%20bouquet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.richeflowers.com/images/tulip%20bridal%20bouquet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"May the love hidden deep inside your heart find the love hidden in your dreams. May the laughter that you find in your tomorrow wipe away the pain you find in your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yesterdays&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                                                &lt;em&gt;Author Unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-3968762362634479832?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/3968762362634479832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=3968762362634479832' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/3968762362634479832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/3968762362634479832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/04/6-months.html' title='6 Months'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-9087200185953006131</id><published>2008-03-10T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T16:18:28.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Months!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.housenumbertiles.com/images/vic-5-tcblkw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.housenumbertiles.com/images/vic-5-tcblkw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;                                             5 months closer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-9087200185953006131?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/9087200185953006131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=9087200185953006131' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/9087200185953006131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/9087200185953006131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/03/5-months.html' title='5 Months!!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-7351203560657950724</id><published>2008-02-10T12:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T20:14:11.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Logged In 4 Months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/335062/2/istockphoto_335062_number_four.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/335062/2/istockphoto_335062_number_four.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my daughter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today I said a prayer for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My daughter of China, daughter of mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unknown, unborn and yet already so much of my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dream of our life in flowers and light &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;and wonder when this life will start?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who will you be? Who will you become?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A gentle wind or a beating drum?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A dreamer ? A dancer? A funny face maker?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;A thinker? A twirler? A pretend cookie baker?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoever you are, whoever you'll be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you already ; I can't wait to see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today we are but one day closer to knowing your spirit, to knowing your face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;One day closer in this long long chase&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today I said a prayer for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My daughter of China, daughter of mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;To keep you safe, to hold you close&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until we meet in His perfect time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;klm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-7351203560657950724?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/7351203560657950724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=7351203560657950724' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/7351203560657950724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/7351203560657950724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/02/logged-in-4-months.html' title='Logged In 4 Months!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-8410601093868107785</id><published>2008-01-31T21:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T21:21:28.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Was That??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/R6KCCaQUaJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/brQglammqy4/s1600-h/DSC01142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161831100839127186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/R6KCCaQUaJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/brQglammqy4/s320/DSC01142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our second and third month LID anniversaries flew by without the grand fanfare I am so fond of, but we celebrate being that much closer none the less. We spent the second month anniversary (December 10th) passing a stomach virus around. We are glad it's gone. We don't want it to come back. Ever. And that's enough about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 3 month anniversary was spent moving into our new house. We did the bulk of moving between Christmas and New Years. We were thrilled that my mom was able to help us out for a few days with both moving details and taking care of Lia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continue to get settled in, but our little house on the hill is starting to feel more and more like home everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-8410601093868107785?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/8410601093868107785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=8410601093868107785' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/8410601093868107785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/8410601093868107785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-was-that.html' title='What Was That??'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/R6KCCaQUaJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/brQglammqy4/s72-c/DSC01142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-3050598300860672082</id><published>2008-01-31T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T20:39:11.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Month Down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/R6J3dKQUaHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8J_-9tbskZ4/s1600-h/DSC01097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161819465772722290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/R6J3dKQUaHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8J_-9tbskZ4/s320/DSC01097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/R6J3dqQUaII/AAAAAAAAAFw/tfDPvRTpjh0/s1600-h/DSC00849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161819474362656898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/R6J3dqQUaII/AAAAAAAAAFw/tfDPvRTpjh0/s320/DSC00849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On November 10th, 2007, we celebrated the 1 month anniversary of our paperwork being registered in China. It also happened to be the day we completed paperwork to list our condo. We ended the busy day with a great dinner out with dear friends. It just doesn't get any better. One of the blessings of our first adoption was meeting several local families who were in the process as well. We were fortunate to travel for Lia with Jen and Dan as they met their daughter Katie Min Min . We paperchased together last spring and summer and were thrilled that they were logged in on the same day we were. We have big plans for our return trip together to China to meet the Mei Meis!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first picture is Lia in her princess finery (what could be better??)celebrating getting that first month under our belts. The second picture is Jim with Lia and Katie Min Min.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-3050598300860672082?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/3050598300860672082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=3050598300860672082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/3050598300860672082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/3050598300860672082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/01/1-month-down.html' title='1 Month Down...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/R6J3dKQUaHI/AAAAAAAAAFo/8J_-9tbskZ4/s72-c/DSC01097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-2943610710357990103</id><published>2008-01-28T08:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T17:20:06.879-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How much fun was that????</title><content type='html'>Here is the short Smilebox video we sent to our mothers on Mother's day to share our big news. What a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Edited to add: There is something wrong with the Smilebox video. The last few slides are cut off. I am not sure why and I can't seem to fix it...but this is still the basic idea!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/play/4d6a4d774e6a67344e513d3d0d0a&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="303" alt="Click to play Surprise!" src="http://www.smilebox.com/snap/4d6a4d774e6a67344e513d3d0d0a.jpg" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://slideshows.smilebox.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://slideshows.smilebox.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Make a slideshow - it's easy!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-2943610710357990103?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/2943610710357990103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=2943610710357990103' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/2943610710357990103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/2943610710357990103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-much-fun-was-that.html' title='How much fun was that????'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7325948362711738119.post-5442098117301160524</id><published>2008-01-27T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T15:28:08.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And so we wait......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/R5zpLKQUZ7I/AAAAAAAAADk/CY0eERrPPlQ/s1600-h/DSC00979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/R5zpLKQUZ7I/AAAAAAAAADk/CY0eERrPPlQ/s320/DSC00979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160255651000379314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....I am finally ready to dip my toe into the big deep blogger world! I am Kate, married to Jim, mom to the fabulous Lia and lucky mom-to-be of our second China daughter. When we began the process of our second adoption in May 2007, we had hope that we would be in China by May 2009. Our paperwork was logged in on October 10, 2007. Unfortunately, the wait continues to grow monthly for families waiting to adopt from China. We continue to watch and wait and pray that the time frame speeds up at some point. But in the end, I mostly just feel very fortunate to be able to adopt my second daughter and I know the wait will be well worth it in the end. This is a picture of Lia holding our application for her mei mei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7325948362711738119-5442098117301160524?l=andsowewait.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/feeds/5442098117301160524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7325948362711738119&amp;postID=5442098117301160524' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/5442098117301160524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7325948362711738119/posts/default/5442098117301160524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andsowewait.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-so-we-wait.html' title='And so we wait......'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06833853055283180865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/SX5xDIQMzQI/AAAAAAAABXY/4gKKPfYOoeY/S220/blog+picture2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3Sas95H0yjE/R5zpLKQUZ7I/AAAAAAAAADk/CY0eERrPPlQ/s72-c/DSC00979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
