I haven't posted for a couple days because I am frustrated and don't want to have this be too negative. After the weekend of everything going so smoothly, we were waiting for the final shoe to drop....it usually does, right?
Monday, we spent over 2.5 hours at the embassy. In the end, we had the visa interview and we were told that the Visa would be done on Tuesday and we could pick it up at 3pm. Being pretty excited, we booked our return plane tickets and were excited to have our family all together Wednesday evening.
Tuesday morning, our phone rang and it was the embassy. I was excited thinking they were calling to tell us that the visa was ready and we could come anytime. Well....no. They were calling to tell us that the biometric photo recognition clearance had not come back yet. (Don't ask what that means because I'm not really sure) It was still possible for it to come in the afternoon, but nothing could be done until that clearance came back. So, we waited. The minutes seemed to tick by faster than normal. Around 4:30, the cell rang again and they said that the visa would not be ready.
We got up pretty early today thinking they would call us. Our phone remained silent until 11:30. It was a different person this time, but still it wasn't good news. Now, her visa is "stuck in the computer." They had to send a request to have it fixed....the computer held desk is in DC. I'm assuming that they do not work 24 hours. The only way we can leave tomorrow is for the help desk to get it fixed so the embassy can print her visa. Otherwise, we remain here. Right now, we have no idea how long.
My heart hurts. My head hurts. I just want to go home.
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
Sunday, February 1, 2015
So very soon
We have been away from our boys for 2 weeks and 1 day. It seems so much longer than that. Now, don't get me wrong, our girlie is worth the trip! She is worth the stress and paperwork and fees. But still, not having our boys around is not fun. But, we will be going home so very soon!
When we applied for Jovana's passport on Friday, they assured us that it would be available for pickup on Saturday. Although they seemed certain, I just did not believe it. I had never heard of anyone getting their child's passport on a Saturday. Still, though, we went to the police station on Saturday afternoon. We were there less than 20 minutes and walked out with a shiny new passport with our girl's new name and her beautiful face.
Z called the doctor who does physicals for the US Embassy right after we left the police station. She told him that it might be possible to do the physical that evening. She ended up not being able to do it, but she DID do it today. A passport on Saturday and a physical on Sunday? I couldn't be happier about that!
J was not happy about seeing the doctor. Taking her clothes off was the first offense. Then, she tried to see what the doctor was writing and the doctor said something to her that offended her because she shrank back into my arms and whimpered. Then, Lord have mercy, we made her stand up! Oh, the horror! Our 5 minute physical was complete and the doctor said we could go back to the waiting room. I stood up and J put her arms up for me to carry her. I told her she could walk and she started screaming. This poor child is in for a rude awakening. I LOVE her being close, but she certainly is capable of walking. I truly believe she still wobbles and has lower muscle tone because she was carried everywhere. Anyway, the doctor again fussed at her (telling her she needed to walk) and she stopped screaming but continued to whine. But, for all her fussing, we got her completed medical form so we have everything we need for our 2pm Embassy appointment tomorrow. I can breathe a sigh of relief!
On the way back to the apartment, we had Z stop at McDonalds....our first visit since we've been here. Hubby and I got something for ourselves and also got 2 Happy Meals (we wanted 2 toys for the boys). Once we got back, I handed J a pack of French fries and she chowed down! I offered her a burger and she contemplated it for quite a while. She held it and looked it up and down, then handed it back to me with a, "Ne." She finished the first pack of fries and then tried to take some from my plate! So, I pulled out the 2nd pack of fries from the other Happy Meal and she ate half of that pack too. She was one happy girl! She took a couple sips of Coke, but I don't think she liked the bubbles. Neither of the boys did either, so that didn't surprise me. I think she ate more tonight than she has in 2 days. Our trip to the foster home set us back a few days in the food department. It seems that McDonalds makes our princess happy (although Mama taking pictures seems to have lost its appeal)
When we applied for Jovana's passport on Friday, they assured us that it would be available for pickup on Saturday. Although they seemed certain, I just did not believe it. I had never heard of anyone getting their child's passport on a Saturday. Still, though, we went to the police station on Saturday afternoon. We were there less than 20 minutes and walked out with a shiny new passport with our girl's new name and her beautiful face.
Z called the doctor who does physicals for the US Embassy right after we left the police station. She told him that it might be possible to do the physical that evening. She ended up not being able to do it, but she DID do it today. A passport on Saturday and a physical on Sunday? I couldn't be happier about that!
J was not happy about seeing the doctor. Taking her clothes off was the first offense. Then, she tried to see what the doctor was writing and the doctor said something to her that offended her because she shrank back into my arms and whimpered. Then, Lord have mercy, we made her stand up! Oh, the horror! Our 5 minute physical was complete and the doctor said we could go back to the waiting room. I stood up and J put her arms up for me to carry her. I told her she could walk and she started screaming. This poor child is in for a rude awakening. I LOVE her being close, but she certainly is capable of walking. I truly believe she still wobbles and has lower muscle tone because she was carried everywhere. Anyway, the doctor again fussed at her (telling her she needed to walk) and she stopped screaming but continued to whine. But, for all her fussing, we got her completed medical form so we have everything we need for our 2pm Embassy appointment tomorrow. I can breathe a sigh of relief!
On the way back to the apartment, we had Z stop at McDonalds....our first visit since we've been here. Hubby and I got something for ourselves and also got 2 Happy Meals (we wanted 2 toys for the boys). Once we got back, I handed J a pack of French fries and she chowed down! I offered her a burger and she contemplated it for quite a while. She held it and looked it up and down, then handed it back to me with a, "Ne." She finished the first pack of fries and then tried to take some from my plate! So, I pulled out the 2nd pack of fries from the other Happy Meal and she ate half of that pack too. She was one happy girl! She took a couple sips of Coke, but I don't think she liked the bubbles. Neither of the boys did either, so that didn't surprise me. I think she ate more tonight than she has in 2 days. Our trip to the foster home set us back a few days in the food department. It seems that McDonalds makes our princess happy (although Mama taking pictures seems to have lost its appeal)
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