3/29/2007

Hosting Day 7

A range of emotions today. I kind of feel like today was the beginning of the end of the trip. I feel sad, exhausted, happy, confused, thankful, but mostly really mentally tired right now.

Today started off normal enough. A worked a little on his juice pouring skills, and also his cleaning up spilt juice skills. He ran in to wake up Brent earlier than Brent wanted to be woken up, and today I just let him. I yelled in that he had better get used to it because that is how it will be when I go to work and he will have to get up with our lovely early riser.

In the afternoon was A's dentist appointment. We met the translator and A's teacher there and he was so excited to see them. A was so good at the dentist. It probably had something to do with just waking up from his nap, but the hygenist was impressed. He has a dead tooth in front, but it will fall out soon so no concern. He also has two cavities, but the dentist didn't have time to do them before he goes back to Russia. The translator said that they won't be filled in Russia, and if they start hurting him, they'll just pull the teeth instead of fixing them. So I promised them that as soon as we had a travel date to get him, I'd make an appointment to have the teeth filled.

After the dentist, the translator and his teacher came over for coffee and to see how A is doing and answer any questions we had. They told us about A's schedule at orphanage and what he likes about his visit. They told us they didn't really know much about his history before the orphanage, but they had some guesses. After coffee, Brent and I took them to the Kohler Design Museum. They seemed to enjoy it and hanging out with us. I'm really glad I got to meet his teacher - she was so nice and doted on A the entire time. It was obvious that she loved the children she worked with. The translator told me that she really advocated for the kids in the orphanage. She told me that in Russia, families can take orphaned children as foster children and get paid for it. Since many people in Russia are economically depressed so they take in fosters for the money, but send them back when they don't need the money or the kids become difficult. Anyway, A's teacher will ask around town to make sure all of her kids are getting taken care of, and if she hears that they are not, she will go to the family's house and make them send the kids back to the orphanage. She also said this is A's teacher's first visit to America and although she is having an amazing trip, she said the trip would really be worth it if A finds a home.
I'm so overwhelmed with thankfullness to God that A has been so taken care of, and for A's teacher having such love and care for these children - especially since the view in Russia is that orphans are second class and no one cares about them. I've read so many horror stories about abuse in Russian orphanages and it seems that there are no issues with A at all - except for normal little boy things. I wish I could express my overwhelming thanks to A's teacher and the devotion she has showed our son.

A was so excited from the visit and I was so beat, it kind of shot down any sense of order for the rest of the day. Brent's parents nicely brought over dinner for us and A and I watched Charlie Brown before he went for his bath and bed.

There are still so many things running around in my head, I don't know how to type them out. But if anyone feels led, there are other things we're considering and really need prayer that we make the right decision and that we see God's will.

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Blogger Allison said...

I haven't been commenting every day, but I wanted you to know that I've been following y'all this week and pray that the time between now and when you pick A. up for good goes very quickly.

10:16 AM  
Blogger Shelbi said...

Hi, Tracy! I'm taking a break from GCM for a while, but thought I'd check by and see how things were going for you. Just wanted to let you know we're thinking of you and praying for you, especially as you make decisions and plans ... and wait. We had close friends in AZ who adopted a boy and girl from Russia (ages 1 1/2 and 3). I remember the waiting was the hardest part before the kids came home. Sounds like you've had quite a week :).

4:22 PM  

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