Today, we picked up our son from the Korean agency. We arrived a little early and were ushered into a meeting room. Those were the longest 30 minutes of our lives. When the door opened, it was like time simutaneosly sped up and slowed down. The little boy that we dreamed about so frequently was in our site. And boy is he a cutie. The social worker described him as lovely.
He was well loved by his foster family and we are forever thankful to them. Just by watching the foster mom describe him, you see how much she loved him. And we were really happy to see the older daughter. She shared a special bond with him and he will miss her greatly. Their last message to him was that they loved him deeply. We also received many wonderful gifts from them.
The foster mom’s words to describe him: all boy, sweet, loving, alarm clock to the daughters, mimics actions, sleeps well, good eater, strong willed, intelligent. For his 1st birthday he picked a pencil (which signals intelligence)with the 2nd selection of a microphone (public speaker). And he loves the IPhone, having used it himself to call the police (inquisitive little guy).
As we left the agency, it hit us with how lucky we really are. These children are deeply loved by their caregivers (foster family, doctors, agency workers and the social worker).
We expect him to grieve deeply. He cried most of the way back to the hotel. But then that inquisitive nature also showed through as he struggled to figure us out. We’ll get their as a family. For now, we’ll help him through the transition. For now, that means a nap with daddy.
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