So on the one month anniversary of Katya coming home, I thought I'd share a story from while we were in Kharkov, Ukraine.
The day we went to meet Katya, we decided to adopt her. Our translator asked us if we wanted to visit her again for a few days and really think it over, then decide after that; but we decided that day to start the paperwork.
We paid to expedite the orphanage paperwork so that we could get it signed off on by another person in order for us to have court as quickly as possible.
The orphanage conclusion was expedited, but our translator could not get anyone to sign it. She tried for 2 days and said that the government was being restructed in that region, and the people who were in power had been removed TWO DAYS ago and that the new people who had the authority to sign it were not under power yet.
When do they get power? When will they sign it? She didn't know.
The most frustrating phrase in the world gets uttered more times than I care to count during an adoption process, "I don't know."
We were frustrated to say the least. We asked if we should go home and wait there until they figured out what was going on and who should sign it? No, she thought they'd sign it the next day, and if not, then definitely the day after that. Two more days... no signature.
She went back to Kiev because it was the weekend and nothing would be open until Monday; said she would come back out there when the papers were signed so she could set up a court date. We waited.... till Monday evening and they still weren't signed.
Our facilitator called us and said that the people COULD sign the papers, but they needed to stamp them with a special seal. They didn't have it yet. It should be there the next day.
Next day came. Still no signed papers. Our translator came back and said she would try to get them to sign the papers and set up a court date. She was gone all day and came back to our apartment pretty late. She said she had talked to the judge, and he agreed to set up a court date even without the paperwork being signed yet, but it had to be signed by Friday so that we could send it back to Kiev to the SDA to be processed before court.
We waited and kept annoying our translator who I'm sure was harassing everyone else. She took the orphanage director with her to try to force these people to sign our paperwork. They STILL refused. They couldn't figure out who should sign it. Their lawyers said they couldn't sign it because they found errors with our dossier. HAH! Our translator said that it didn't matter what the lawyers said, the SDA approved it. They just wanted to show how smart they were.
We waited that entire week. Oh what a looooong week it was! We visited Katya twice a day for 2-3 hours each time. We skyped with our boys when they got up in the morning and when Wes got back from preschool. We wondered if we'd ever get the papers signed. I cried a lot! It seemed so hopeless! "I don't know." That's what we kept getting. Argh. I hated to even tell people back home what was going on because we had knew to expect this (not that we liked it) but things in Ukraine just don't work the same as they do in the U.S. and you can't demand that they do just because you are an American.
So Friday morning rolled around and our translator arrived on the 6am train and set out to try to get the paperwork signed. We had sent prayer requests to our church, posted it on facebook and this blog. I was reminding God that He sent us here so I KNEW He would move this seemingly impossible mountain. For us. For her.
We didn't hear from our translator all day Friday. We visited Katya, we ate, we skyped the boys. We prayed.
Friday night our translator called us and said she was outside our apartment with the driver so we needed to run down and pay him. When she came up we were like "OK, OK already did you get it?" She said, "Its signed but I don't even know who did it. Yesterday no one can sign it, today its signed. I don't ask! I don't care!"
We sent those papers with her on a train back to Kiev and pay to expedite them at the SDA (this is where it pays to have a great facilitator) so we could have court on Thursday. Everything got processed JUST in time for Thursday. I can look back now and see how God had it all in His hands the whole time, but I'm kind of ashamed to say that in the middle of all of that, I was really freaking out :-/
Today Katya has been home one month and during this month I have been constantly reminded that we did not choose her. God chose us FOR her and then He moved the mountains in the way to bring her home.