Well, it’s Sunday and it’s been sort of a yucky day. I had a dream last night that I was home, and it was Monday, and we had made it home in time for Halloween. I was having so much for carving pumpkins with the kids and was just ecstatic that Belane was home.

And then I woke up…still here.

I just miss the rest of my family today. I have been reading other blogs to entertain myself when Belane is sleeping, and I had to stop, because hearing about all my friends taking their kids to Halloween parties, and carving pumpkins and making caramel apples just got to be too much. I hope that Josh and my aunt are having fun with the kids…

Belane and I spent an entire hour sitting in the Ethiopian Airlines office while they changed our tickets…talk about frustrating. So now I am a proud ticket holder of tickets to leave Tuesday evening, and I am so afraid we won’t get to use them. I am already stressing for tomorrow morning to see if we get any news or not. Ugh…I have been stressed since I met Belane in February…stressing over whether adopting her was right, stressing over whether Josh would decide adopting her was right, then stressing about the paperwork, then stressing about immigration, then stressing about court, then stressing about more immigration, of course stressing about her health all the way through there…and now stressing about the waiver for the past seven weeks.

Whoever says adoption is getting a child “the easy way” has no clue what they are talking about.

I just cannot wait to get her home and just enjoy life with the kids and my sweet Josh. (Gosh, I am missing him something awful.)

Sorry to be whiney today…it’s just been a rough day. (Along with the hour in the airline office I’ve been fighting with the room key and with the power converter for this laptop…) I am sick of this hotel and want my house.

We need to go do something fun this afternoon…I just want to wish the time away until we are home.

I have a lot of mixed emotions…Of course I am missing Josh and the kids and our home, which is hard. Then I have guilt that I have been gone for so long, and it is my fault, because I made the decision to come when we did. Then I am so grateful that we did come when we did, because there are so many illnesses going around here and I am so glad to have Belane out of there before she came down with something serious. And then I feel outrageously blessed to be here, and to have her with me, while so many of our friends are still waiting on the dang courts and are aching to have their children in their arms. And then I am so happy and emotional with the lovely little person that is my new daughter. And round and round it goes…

Anyway, I am not going to even say that I hope we get good news in the morning because that hasn’t worked real well to this point. But I promise I’ll post whenever we do hear something.

More soon.