Crunch Time
So now things are going to start getting interesting. In five days from today I will be leaving with the family to head over to China. Whew. It just seems surreal to me that in nine days I will have a new daughter. I mean really, how crazy is that? Also, I’ve setup a new web site that is going to be devoted to tracking our journey. It’s at: http://www.thetriptochina.com. I’ll be blogging there daily on the trip and all the things that we’re doing and that we have going on.
I’m getting pretty nervous too. You know, International travel – it’s all new to me. And of course, it’s new to my kids. I’m not thinking we’re going to have a problem – but you know, I’m sure my daughter will be a little weird with everything. She talks a big game, but when it comes down to it – she’s pretty timid about new things. We’re trying to explain everything to her in advance so there will be no unexpected surprises, but how can you possibly explain everything when you have little to no idea of what you are going to be facing once you are there?
It’s only for a short time, so, I’m not devoting hours to worry or anything, but it is something that keeps popping up in my head. Other questions too – like how will we keep an (almost) two year old happy on a 19-20 hour plane ride?
And then the inevitable questions to worry about: How will her vision be? Are there any unknown conditions that they haven’t told us about? Lots of people adopt special needs kids to discover that they have more than one special need. And again, it isn’t worry so much as the unknown. Obviously I’d prefer her to have good vision – but, I suppose that isn’t my decision to make. We’ll just be happy to have a new little person in the house. She’ll present her own unique challenges (no matter what those may be), and we’ll all just have to adjust to our new lives.
In this case – change is truly good.



Marc on 05 Feb 2008 at 11:11 am #
Yeah….Sarcasm typically doesn’t go over well at customs or immigrations. A friend of mine was trying to get home from Canada after a long tiring project. When the US customs folks asked him how long he had been in Canada, exhaustion took over and he replied with “how ever long that stamp in my passport says I’ve been here”. Needless to say, he missed his connecting flight. This meant he had to go back though Canadian customs to get a hotel room for the night. Canadian customs then detained him for a little while questioning why he was held up so long at US customs. However, he did make a friend in the Canadian customs agent that escorted him outside to smoke while he was waiting. So all wasn’t lost.