The birth of a baby or the adoption of a child is an incredible event in any family, and it is often stressful. In many ways, yesterday was harder than the birth of John David and Joshua, or the adoption of Rachel or Rebekah.
After our dress rehearsal, we went back to our hotel room where we waited, and waited, and paced. We had been told that the bus with Josiah would arrive around 12:30 or 1 o’clock, which came and went.
Yisha, our representative finally called about 1:30 and said that it would be about 40 more minutes, and we should go get lunch. Unfortunately, we were afraid to leave our room for fear of missing the call so we skipped lunch. What we didn’t know was that those forty minutes turned out to be almost 4PM.
Rita, Yisha’s assistant, called us and said the babies are in Yisha’s room. We rushed down and there was Josiah.
We were able to get a couple of pictures before Josiah started to cry and get scared because of all of the strange people in the little room. Robin and Rachel took him back to our room while I signed the papers. After the papers were signed, I was able to play with Josiah for about 15 minutes before we had to meet with the group to do more paperwork.
After the paperwork was finished we had to take Josiah to a photo shop for a picture that the other families got to take at the provincial office.
We finally got to settle down and sit down as a family and enjoy dinner together. Josiah is happy, friendly and healthy. He speaks Mandarin very well, making us wish that we had studied the language more. After getting back to our room, he quickly went to sleep and has slept well all night.
Rachel has been wonderful, and we are so glad that she is here with us. Despite being tired and hungry when Josiah got here, she was helpful, kind and loving to us and especially towards her little brother, Josiah.