The journey begins. Let's go home!
Joshua loves taking a picture of the plane even in the pouring rain.
Here is the real skinny. The second week was fraught with trying to get oxygen for Joshua on the plane. The doctor's recommended having it and we tried, or should I say our Sensational Social Worker back in the States tried. Too complicated. The tricky part was that if our airline suspected that was a need and we weren't prepared, they could kick us off the flight. We definitely prayed, put Joshua between us, and kept a low profile. Bob and I felt that Joshua would do fine and the doctor at home gave the o.k. to go without oxygen on the flight. A bit of a gamble but we went with the parent gut. We also did not have any seats together when we arrived at the airport. The guy at check in managed to get two seats together and then we asked a young man to swap one aisle seat for another and we settled in for the day.
I had the nerve to take my camera out in the Border Patrol Area because I had forgotten to take a picture of the "brown sealed envelope." This package is what allowed Joshua to enter and officially become a citizen. We had to visit the US side and then we were escorted to the Blue Line on the Foreign Entry side to complete the paperwork.
Hey, Joshua, let's go home.
Joshua?
He crashed big time after we got through customs which praise God we breezed through. No one seemed interested in giving us a second glance for which we were very grateful.
Since we had a four hour lay over, we got a decent meal ordering way more than we could eat and found a corner to crash in. Joshua probably slept two solid hours and I curled up on the floor behind the stroller and slept an hour while our protector watched over us. Actually, he was happy to have his Our flight from Detroit to Manchester was uneventful and Bob even got two seats so he could get some sleep. We did have to sit on the jetway for an hour in a very hot plane and I spent the entire time fanning Joshua because he overheats and sweats a lot completely soaking his clothes.
The welcoming committee. Almost the whole gang with Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Marc and Carlson. I loved the sign.
We all fell into bed around 10:30 as happy as can be and slept 8 hours solid.
What bliss to sleep in your own bed AND have all your kids under one roof.
Practically perfect in every way.
Yay! What a beautiful journey. Thank you oh so much for letting us come along!
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So exciting!!! I'm actually crying because I am so happy that he is home!!!
ReplyDeleteI am so glad the flight went well. And now you are onto the good part. This adoption is done (except for the next round of paperwork)and you get to just be a family.
ReplyDeleteWelcome home! I love the picture of him sleeping-so sweet-and the three boys in their matching shirts. That really was a stroke of genius on your part.
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