At our lawyer's recommendation, our current goal is to get a foster care order for Hibiscus and Buttercup, and then they can live with us in our little apartment until the rest of the paperwork is complete. According to the lawyer, a foster care order is legally equivalent to a care order recommending them to an orphanage, except it is easier to obtain and will present a stronger case when we apply for guardianship. According to the children, this would be a million times better. They are not doing very well in the orphanage -- I don't think anyone would be. We had our first round of meetings last week, and will hopefully have another set of documents ready to bring back for another meeting this week. When the probation officer is satisfied that there are "extraordinary circumstances" meaning that the children really cannot live with their parents or relatives, she can write out a document saying that they will be better off living with us.
We had a nice visit with The Children yesterday afternoon. When we got there, most of the children were still napping, except for Hosta, who was out on the lawn getting her hair done. It seems like a lot of the love shown towards the children involves getting their hair done, which is a long (and fairly painful) process. This time, it involved many braids getting woven into Hosta's inch or so of hair. Emerson was intrigued and spent a while watching, and apparenly the nannies offered to do his haiI r too, but he told me he didn't want them too!
"(To become a parent is) is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.” So part of our heart was walking around very far away.... across the entire world, in fact. This is the story of our family's adoption journey: the steps we are taking, how we wound up living in Uganda, how we are becoming a family. A year later, I am still writing about how we are becoming a family, and the deeper issues inherent in adoption.
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