“Baba go lai.” Daddy came back. Ever since another couple in our travel group taught us this Mandarin phrase, we’ve been repeating it often. Today we split up, to better accommodate the needs of each of our children. Husband braved the thick humidity to escort the girls to the local zoo, while I stayed behind with Little Read More →

China is great, but we’re ready to go home. I’m excited to cook and do laundry. I can’t believe I just typed that. Four more days. We’re thankful for the head-start on bonding/cocooning that we’ve had as a family of five here in China, but we also realize that Little Man’s transition to our home in Montana will Read More →

Little Man rode another great wave of grief this afternoon, after an abbreviated morning excursion to Shaimann Island to shop for souvenirs. We can all get pretty frustrated at our lack of language skills to understand each other. After trying everything else we could think of, we laid him in his crib where he almost immediately settled down Read More →

This morning Guangzhou greeted us with great big gloppy drops of liquid sunshine… good thing 4 out of 5 of us are native Oregonians. It’s no secret that I adore a good downpour. We opted out of the scheduled group shopping tour, instead exploring the immediate neighborhood and nearby park, just the five of us– sans umbrellas Read More →

I fear I sounded a bit like a whiny princess in my last post about leaving Zhengzhou. To be clear, I realize that we are not here for vacation, and any “hardship” we endure is absolutely worth it to bring home our precious son. For the record, we regularly pay good money to sleep under the stars[camp] and I have Read More →

This evening we received Little Man’s Chinese passport, so tomorrow we fly to Guangzhou for the last leg of our in-country adoption journey. I’ll be honest, I don’t think any in our travel group will miss Zhengzhou all that much. It’s hot, it’s smoggy, and it smells. It’s a working man’s city, leaving the glamour for the likes of Hong Read More →

In the adoption world, we celebrate strange milestones. We celebrate when our child cries after we leave, because it means they missed us. We celebrate when we get to change a poopy diaper, because it means that their system is finally regulating after a week of major stress. We celebrate when they bonk their head while playing, because they Read More →