Tomorrow is December 15th.
Do you know what happens on that date??
At 2:50 pm Igor will arrive in the Atlanta airport and head through customs!
Tyler and Rosie are already down there, staying with Tyler’s grandma in Fayetteville about 45 minutes south of the airport. Today they went to Legoland, and they’re enjoying visiting with his grandma and other relatives.
We’re so excited to see Igor again. It just feels like he’s been away on a trip or something and now he’s coming home.
Of course I’m also nervous about how he will behave, but I know that he is excited to be coming back. I know that he loves us and wants to be with us, there is no question about that. The trauma this poor kid has suffered and has continued to suffer is so bad and wrong. It’s just completely unfair.
I’m putting clean sheets on his bed in the morning. We have to buy him more clothes and a new suitcase since his mom stole everything after summer hosting. This time we’re telling him to leave his suitcase at the orphanage under his bed. I’m giving him a suitcase with a combination lock on it for Christmas. That way no one can steal his things out of it when he’s at school or sent to his mom’s house for a visit.
Though honestly I am praying, hoping, and wishing that his orphanage director will no longer let him visit his mom. She has done so many awful things to him! Why do they keep sending him back there!?
I am hoping the Ukrainian family coming to try and adopt him was a sign that the director has finally terminated his mother’s rights. Part of me can’t believe we would be that lucky, but…there is hope. My other thought is that the family was there for foster care and Igor was just confused, however Igor swears up and down that they were there to adopt him.
I don’t know.
I have come up with an excellent plan to find out the answer though.
I had a Russian speaking friend call the ministry of adoption in Kyiv the other day.
That’s right, instead of paying the facilitators and adoption agencies money to find out possibly incorrect and confusing information I just went right to the source. Apparently they have only had an American contact them directly one other time, a long time ago.
As it turns out there are only two people who work in that office, the one that deals with the status of children, and both of them were very kind and helpful. They said we could call back at any time with more questions and they would be happy to help or direct us to other friends in the building who may be able to help.
They cannot legally give out status info on Igor over the phone. But all we have to do send them a letter with a bit of our backstory with Igor, his personal info, and a request for his status, and a postage paid envelope for a reply. They will look into it and respond within a month.
The facilitators in Ukraine charge $250 to $500 for this information. American adoption agencies charge money for this information.
BUT IT’S FREE.
I can’t believe that. Why am I the only American to just contact the office myself? These facilitators are getting rich off of us! We called the phone number on the Ukrainian adoption database website. It wasn’t that difficult.
Here’s the only issue: In order to legally verify the letter, it has to be notarized in English. That part is easy, the bank does it for free. Then it has to be apostilled by someone in the government office of the state capital, which should be like $5.
Now here’s my problem…I haven’t been able to get an Ohio driver’s license yet. Not for lack of trying, long story. But I can’t get the letter apostilled without that! My Kentucky license with my old address won’t work. I’m hoping to run and get that done this week, but I’m not sure how much it will cost. Money is all out after my stupid illness caused me to miss work.
After the letter is apostilled I have to get it translated into Ukrainian and then notarized by a certified Ukrainian notary.
Why, at this point, should I even be remotely surprised that God would answer a hastily whispered question of mine? In this city, where I know nobody, how will I find a certified Ukrainian notary? That will be impossible.
Coincidentally, (or not…), I met someone literally 12 hours after finding out I will need a Ukrainian notary. This person lives five minutes from me, is rather well off, has recently moved to America from Ukraine, and says she and her husband will definitely be able to find a Ukrainian notary for me among their circle of friends when I am ready.
So basically this is going to require some patience and a few errands, but I will get the answer to Igor’s status mystery sooner than later.
Perseverance pays off in the end, and we just cannot give up. I cannot give up.