I was born in January....and over the years I have decided that this is not the best month to be born in. Why? Number 1 -Something I like to call "Christmas Burn Out". No matter how hard they try your family really does not want to think about parties or presents again for at least a month after Christmas. Number 2- Unless you live in the southern hemisphere, January has to be the worst climate month ever. Ice, freezing temps, grey skies....I think you get where I am going with this.
Needless, to say I have never been impressed with my birth month....until recently!
It really doesn't matter what kind of celebration I end up with; I have a family. And what is more important on your birthday than family?!
Why am I deciding to write this two weeks after my birthday? Because today is a little girl's birthday, who doesn't have family. She has spent two full years of her life without family...but not for much longer. Next year, little girl, you can have a party with us! :)
Happy Birthday, Olivia!
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Monday, January 14, 2013
USCIS Mailed!!!
We were finally able to mail off our USCIS (immigration) application today! After many false alarms and setbacks, we finally received our homestudy in the mail on Saturday. This made for a very long weekend, in which, I checked and rechecked and rechecked all of my application forms and added documents. I am paranoid about doing something wrong on all these weird applications.
So onward and forward....this application process could take anywhere from 30-90days and if we are accepted we can then send in our Dossier. My son told me last night he thought this process was going quickly. I thought of pregnancy and all the times people say how quickly it is going by for them. Never feels quite that way for the person going through it. :)
So onward and forward....this application process could take anywhere from 30-90days and if we are accepted we can then send in our Dossier. My son told me last night he thought this process was going quickly. I thought of pregnancy and all the times people say how quickly it is going by for them. Never feels quite that way for the person going through it. :)
Friday, January 4, 2013
Bungee Jumping
I know it has been a while since we have been on here. I hate writing posts about the "lack of progress" we are experiencing. Lately it has been more of a one step forward -two steps back type of progress. And no, this does not feel like dancing at all.
We recieved word yesterday that our new agency had redone our homestudy and it was ready to sign and send in. Exciting, right? Well, then about an hour later they emailed again and said that Olivia's country may not accept our homestudy (in which case, we would have to start from scratch). We have yet to figure out why they changed their mind about our homestudy, since they approved it in December before we had the whole agency switch fiasco. To make matters worse, if they decide to not accept our homestudy, there is absolutely no qualifying agency in New Mexico for us to use. Told ya, this is nothing like dancing. It's more like a never ending bungee jump.
I was rehashing this new developement over and over in my head yesterday as we went to town to visit with friends. I kept telling myself to "let go", but you know how it is....you want to, but your brain just won't behave. We stopped at the grocery store and I had to run in by myself to grab some chips and drinks for the kids for supper. Being distracted, I got in line with my stuff and then realized I had left my wallet in the car. So I told the man at the register to set my things to the side and I would be right back. I walked out the door and froze. "Karen, you were going to pay with cash; you don't need your wallet," my brain reminded me. So I spun around to go back in. "No wait, if you don't want to pay full price you have to have your store card, which is in the wallet." So I hurry across the parking lot and Josh gives me weird looks while I grab my wallet and hurry back in the store. I am headed back to the end of the line when the guy who was behind me waves at me. I walk over and my chips and drinks are all sacked up. He looks at me, smiles, and says, "You shouldn't have to go to the end of the line.....Merry Christmas." I give him a totally blown away "thank you", he hands me my bags, and walks out the door.
Although I felt utterly ashamed that someone else bought my groceries because I wanted the discount price, I realized that God was shouting at me "Karen, there is nothing I can't do." We are going to survive this bungee jump!
We recieved word yesterday that our new agency had redone our homestudy and it was ready to sign and send in. Exciting, right? Well, then about an hour later they emailed again and said that Olivia's country may not accept our homestudy (in which case, we would have to start from scratch). We have yet to figure out why they changed their mind about our homestudy, since they approved it in December before we had the whole agency switch fiasco. To make matters worse, if they decide to not accept our homestudy, there is absolutely no qualifying agency in New Mexico for us to use. Told ya, this is nothing like dancing. It's more like a never ending bungee jump.
I was rehashing this new developement over and over in my head yesterday as we went to town to visit with friends. I kept telling myself to "let go", but you know how it is....you want to, but your brain just won't behave. We stopped at the grocery store and I had to run in by myself to grab some chips and drinks for the kids for supper. Being distracted, I got in line with my stuff and then realized I had left my wallet in the car. So I told the man at the register to set my things to the side and I would be right back. I walked out the door and froze. "Karen, you were going to pay with cash; you don't need your wallet," my brain reminded me. So I spun around to go back in. "No wait, if you don't want to pay full price you have to have your store card, which is in the wallet." So I hurry across the parking lot and Josh gives me weird looks while I grab my wallet and hurry back in the store. I am headed back to the end of the line when the guy who was behind me waves at me. I walk over and my chips and drinks are all sacked up. He looks at me, smiles, and says, "You shouldn't have to go to the end of the line.....Merry Christmas." I give him a totally blown away "thank you", he hands me my bags, and walks out the door.
Although I felt utterly ashamed that someone else bought my groceries because I wanted the discount price, I realized that God was shouting at me "Karen, there is nothing I can't do." We are going to survive this bungee jump!
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