Gaela in our apartment - she loves balloons!With Daddy's hat showing off!Really showing off!First bath from Mommy the day we left MykolaivReading up on the train with Mommy Gaela sleeping at 3am........1 of many sleeping positions - this little girl tosses and turns alot!
Been a crazy couple of days, on the move since Tuesday morning and we can now FINALLY take a breath and wait for our flight on Sunday. We are done with everything but boarding in Kyiv, boarding in Munich, boarding in Chicago O'Hare and finally crawling into our own bed next Monday night.
Tuesday, December 12th: I woke up at 1:30am for a telecon that went 2 hours so I decided not to go back to bed at that point. Oleg picked us up close to 7:30am and we all loaded in the car for an all day adventure. First stop was to the court house to get the decree, we waited with Tonya, Christina and Jason, finally receiving our paperwork around 8:30am and we were off. 2nd stop was the Immigration office in Mykolaiv and then the 75km (1.5 hour) drive directly NW to her birth town named Voznesensk.
The drive from Mykolaiv to her hometown made us feel like we were right in the Midwest with all of the black soil and farmland - of course with the exception of the well worn road and the sheep herders who like to play Russian roulette with the vehicles. We spent about 1 hour there getting her birth certificate, with the first 45 minutes of that waiting in the car. Finally, we were asked to come inside to complete the birth certificate, but only after our feet were already frozen from sitting in a cold car. This was the start of our frustrating day which consisted of continually waiting in the car at every stop, asking questions without responses, being cold (it was a very cold day) and in general being left in the dark on information. The day that started at 7:30am lasted until 9pm and we were not able to finish due to notaries that were either closed, closing or too busy to help us - of course we should have had an appointment! But these were documents already issued from the state - so I could not understand why they also needed to be notarized, more of the typical bureaucratic red tape. We did confirm that the passport was done and could only be picked up with the notary of the birth and adoption certificates. Good thing we did not have train tickets for Tuesday night. The biggest disappointment was not spending what we thought would be our first night with Angelina.
Wednesday, December 13th: Ok new morning, new start, new attitude. Oleg picked Sveta and I up at 10:00am to get the birth and adoption certificate notarized. After visiting 4 more we finally got our "special notary" and I am still wondering why a state issued document needed this.......Anyway, to the passport office and within 10 minutes we had her passport and it was around 11am so we had the whole day until the train at 7:30pm. We picked Pamela up and had lunch at our favorite pizza place then went back to the Orphanage to finish packing. Picked Angelina up at 4pm, bathed her and loaded everyone in both Oleg(s) cars for the train station. Everyone got on the train fine, but as Oleg(s) and I were carrying the last bags across the tracks we were stopped and some officials wanted to look in the single Rubbermaid container we had all of Angelina's items in. They would not let up and finally I think Oleg #1 told this official I was an American with wife / child and to piss off! Based on how black market goods move through the Ukraine, they must have thought I was smuggling some goods - yeah right! Made me think I should have loaded some dirty diapers in there. Angelina's train ride was great, she was a brave girl and never fussed. She did snore (still has a cold) and tossed and turned all night, but she did sleep the whole night!
Thursday, December 14th & Friday, December 15th: Arrived in Kyiv around 5:30am and headed straight to the apartment. Again Angelina did well in the car and seemed fascinated by the train station and the few cars that were on the street that morning. At 7:30 Pam, Angelina and Sveta headed for the adoption medical appt and I went with an acquaintance of Sveta's named George to the German Embassy with the plan to meet at the US Embassy before our 11am appt. The German Embassy told us we needed her passport (duh! I already knew this, but the girls had it and we needed to process through US Embassy first) but that we could make an appointment for Friday @ 8am and they would TRY to expedite our transit visa. Now we have +2 hours to burn before we meet the girls, so George took me on a walking tour around the section of Kyiv that the Embassy is located. Had a great time and learned alot about the area and his family that lived and fought during the Revolution and WWII. Met the girls around 11am and were shuttled into the Embassy like VIP's for our appointment. I spent about 45 minutes filling out the necessary US Embassy paperwork, we met with Consular official (young guy from east coast) who thought Angelina was adorable and told us to come back at 4pm to pickup her passport with US Immigration Visa. It was between this time that I tried to post on the blog, but could not get on the site, second time this has happened since I have been here??? Anyway, back to US Embassy at 4pm, walked through the line of American men picking up their Daisy Brides, and got her Passport with Immigration Visa - YES! Friday morning, I met George again - went to the German Embassy and turned in all of the necessary paperwork, told to come back between 1-3pm to pickup. We picked it up at 3pm after waiting for 1.5 hours and we are now done with everything!
As I write this final post from Ukraine there are many things going through my mind. The blessing of us finally meeting our daughter, the overall timeline to finally complete, the bureaucracy (can it ever be simplier!!??), the time away, the associated costs, the need to return to work and the spoiled American conveniences that are unfortunately taken for granted until you are placed in an enviroment that does not allow these everyday luxuries. But, you have to be adaptable when you travel internationally PERIOD. The final 35 days of this adoption journey has made us both feel so alive and brought so many wonderful everlasting experiences with our daughter in her homeland. Both of us have enjoyed being able to share this experience with our families, friends and the many people we have never met who have all posted words of encouragement. Above all, we are so thankful that we finally found our daughter and that she waited for us - the day she OFFICIALLY became available for International Adoption was the day we arrived in Kyiv: November 13th.
See you soon,
Pamela, Angelina and Brian