My heart overflowed with joy for the remainder of our vacation up North.
I printed out a few pictures we’d taken of my future son and daughter and
carried them around with me wherever I went. While in Indiana for our last few
days, I met with several friends at my favorite coffee shop. I can’t even
describe how wonderful it felt each time I shared those pictures of my future children.
Nothing could stop me from bringing them home.
Other families we met in Austin told us the process normally took about
ten months at the most. Many took even less time! We started our home study
process a few weeks earlier, so I assumed we might already be ahead.
Mike handed me the package from our
new adoption agency as soon as David and I arrived home after our trip. Inside
that package, I found applications, instructions, timelines, and lists of every
necessary document, also noting which ones to notarize and which ones to
apostille, or properly authenticate, by the states they came from.
Then I read even more instructions
on how to apostille our documents, plus I found tips from other people who
adopted from Colombia in the past. Tips on what to do and not do during the
process, how to speed up parts of the paper chase, and tips on travel and
residing in Colombia (most families stayed between four to six weeks in the
country with the child while waiting for the paperwork to pass through all the
courts). The packet also included a few success stories. As I read them, I
imagined our own success story included in someone else’s adoption packet
someday.
We composed our letter to the
Colombian government stating our petition to adopt Juan David and Viviana. I speak
fluent enough Spanish to teach bilingual education and to travel and
communicate with ease, but I did not trust my Spanish to write such a formal
letter. I asked some friends to translate it for us, and then they asked a
Colombian friend to make sure it looked and sounded okay.
Once the kids returned to their
country for a specified amount of time, we sent the letter to Colombia via DHL.
Wow. How quickly we found out that a huge portion of expenses in an
international adoption goes toward postage and airmail.
An e-mail response from Colombia
came fairly quickly, asking for more information concerning family history
issues that led us to counseling in the earlier years of our marriage. However,
the actual counselor we saw had since moved and left no address or contact
information with anyone. After sending a few e-mails back and forth with this
first contact in Colombia, and making an appointment with a new counselor, we
gained permission to proceed with the adoption process as long as we addressed
the issue in detail in the required psychological evaluation later.
Now officially in the process, we
immediately faced problems. My summer vacation quickly came to a close, making
all my “free time" disappear. This impeded the speed of how much paperwork
we accomplished each day, and it made doing so much more stressful than when I
still had summer hours to work on it at home.
We started our application with the new adoption agency first, which required
half of the agency fees up front: $2,225. This depleted our adoption savings thus far, since
our previous adoption plan gave us more time to save. The rest of this adoption
meant a complete walk of faith, one step at a time. We knew many organizations
offered financial aid for adoptions, so we immediately started applying for as
much help as possible. We went by word of mouth recommendations, and we researched
online for as many organizations as we could find.
Completing a dossier for an international adoption is a tedious,
time-consuming process that will challenge even your sanity at times. Piles of
papers occupied our desk, each requiring a similar yet distinct list of forms. Documents
accumulated for the agency’s checklist, mostly originals which cost a small
fortune to acquire. Other stacks of forms needed to be copied and notarized.
Different financial aid applications requested even more paperwork. Our home
study still lacked a few documents, plus we needed to make copies of everything
for our own files.
I often wondered what in the
world we’d gotten ourselves into. Yet one glance at those beautiful faces in
the pictures now hanging all over the place gave me a new burst of inspiration every
time.
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