Gotcha Day

Today was the day. We drove to the adoption affairs office at 3 pm today to meet...drumroll please, Miss Myla Quinn Funa Hageman.
I could hear my heart beating in my ears. Then there she was. Three caregivers plus the orphanage director made the trip with her. She was quiet...just looking at us and all that surrounded her. I asked if I could hold her and they gave her too me. I tried not to cry.


We began filling out paperwork almost immediately, which let me tell you is hard to do in that kind of moment. We also circled questions from a list our adoption workers gave us and Jared began to ask them to our translator and in turn he asked the staff, things like... Favorite food, bedtime etc. During all this we played with her and we gave her her first toy. Who knew a yellow ball with a smiley face could be so entertaining.
Her primary caregiver began to cry a couple of times. I said to our guide please tell her, thank you for loving her. I choked up as well. And I asked it be said to the other caregivers as well.

We had taken a picture of her room and showed it to the the caregivers. I wanted them to know what her room looks like. Somehow, I thought they would appreciate it

She has only started to fuss or cry for a moment now and again but mostly curious. We gave her a sponge bath, she looked a bit startled so we made it quick. Thanks Amy for the Norwex baby cloth.
We fed her some formula with a Mead Bottle designed for children with cleft/ lip and palate along with a muffin and some Gerber puffs. Tomorrow Jared says we have to get some veggies in her. She is a little sweet pea which we expected but both Jared and I wish we had some Avocados to feed her.

We are a bit nervous she has not cried or screamed yet for we are told this is how many children grieve the loss of the life they are forced to let go of. But perhaps that is waiting for us tomorrow.

Jared is the master do getting smiles from her. I am not the least surprised. He makes me smile too.