Time to Vent!

Well, I wanted to post only positive news on this blog, but since it's turned into a diary of sorts, I am going to share how I REALLY feel. We have hit a snag in our paperwork process, which has left me feeling frustrated and sad. USCIS has told us that our I-600A is "pending." This is a form that should have been processed many months ago. What does that mean? I'm not sure, since no one has emailed me back. (I'm sure my fellow adoptive parents are "shocked" to hear that!) We thought we were waiting for a different form that would allow the immigration office to mail our paperwork to the National Visa Center. I'm not sure how long this new development will delay our meeting with our son, but I'm not happy! The waiting is so hard, but what I'm really finding difficult is the not knowing. And the not being able to get in touch with anyone to find out. Hopefully, this will be a small delay, but as you can imagine any extra wait time is excruciating!

On the bright side, when I feel out of control, I tend to get busy! Because of this, some things have gotten done that have been on my list for a long time. I painted the door, cleaned the linen closet, wrote thank you notes, joined facebook, and organized Monkey's closet. I still have many other jobs to keep me occupied. I would just rather be occupied with someone else! I am trying to remember that Spike is being well cared for and loved by his foster family. As always I am extremely grateful for the life he's leading if it can't be here with us. I will continue to pray for his health, happiness, and (selfishly) his speedy journey home. Oh, and another family generously offered to bring Spike another care package. (They should actually be meeting their son right now. Good luck Chris!) We sent a cute outfit, toy, and my favorite...we taped ourselved reading Spike a book and had Monkey talk on the tape too.

During all of this, we've done some fun family things. I haven't forgotten how lucky I am to have my sweet little Monkey with me! One of the highlights was going to Brookfield Zoo this past weekend. We met some of our online friends there, and had a fun (and cold) time seeing the animals. Monkey's favorite part was the polar bears. There was one outside who growled until his friend came out, and then the two bears played. Monkey has been saying "polar bears growling...ROAR" ever since.

Thanks for listening to my rant! Surprisingly, I feel a little better!