"Adventures, I used to call them. I used to think that they were things the wonderful folk of the stories went out and looked for, because they wanted them, because they were exciting and life was a bit dull...But that's not the way of it with the tales that really mattered, or the ones that stay in the mind. Folk seem to have just landed in them, usually...I expect they had a lot of chances, like us, of turning back, only they didn't. And if they had, we shouldn't know, because they'd have been forgotten."

-Samwise Gamgee, The Lord of the Rings

Monday, April 25, 2011

Six months ago (part 1)

Six months ago Alina was stripped of her old life, the orphanage clothes, everything she'd ever known. She was dressed from head to toe in her own brand new things, and led by the hands to a new life. She had no idea what was happening, she was just thrilled to be the center of attention, in a fancy dress and pretty shoes.


Scooped up by mommy, who had loved her for months and months before she ever knew we existed.


And dressed in her koortka she was so proud of and to this day is her favorite.


Her eyes were wide and she was beaming, but she had no idea what was happening. She left everything behind... clothing, friends, her familiar bed and caregivers. Our facilitator gently explained to her what was happening, and she just kept smiling. All she knew was that mommy was there and everyone was making a fuss over her. She smiled happily and waved while saying 'Paka! Paka!' to the people who had loved her for 3.5yrs.
Then we stepped out the door, into the dark night that she had probably never seen before.

She was leaving. Going home.


We left the baby house and went straight to the train station back to the big city. Alina didn't fare the car ride very well, as her dinner made its way onto the floor and myself about 10 minutes into the ride. When we made it onto the train we cleaned everything up as best we could with wet wipes and got everyone changed and tucked into bed after a snack and some snuggles.
(this picture cracks me up because she was exhausted and had no idea what the heck was going on. I had been in a foreign country for 5wks and look it! Yikes! And we were in a 4x8 train compartment that was 900 degrees. To this day I thank God my sister was there to keep me sane!)


The next day, in the big city that she'd never been to before, all fresh and clean after her first bath, we ventured out to our first Embassy appointment. She was not the same child we took from the orphanage. She was quiet, watchful, and wanted to be close to one of us at all times. She wasn't scared or mourning, just keeping her eye on everything, soaking it all in.

Two quick days in the big city and we were heading home...... (part 2 coming on FRIDAY) :)
Happy 6 months gotcha day Alina!

4 comments:

michelle said...

Wow...she is a totally different child. She is so happy and ALIVE! Yay Alina...Happy 6 months home!!!

Corinne said...

You are doing a wonderful job !!Amazing to see all she has accomplished !

Hilary Marquis said...

Such a long way for such a little girl! Her determination and spirit are miraculous. I can't wait to see what the next 6 months will bring!

Foote Family said...

Happy Gotcha Day! She is one lucky girl to have such a grat family!