Sara called this morning to pass along the news that our birth parent interview did not go through. The birth parents were again a no show, although it's my vague understanding that they told our director that they would attend. Either way, I was fully prepared for this so the news was not a shock.
The good news in this, if it can be called that, is that we do not have to wait another month for a new parent interview. Our O director spoke with the Consulate, who expressed empathy and said that due to the birth parent distance from PAP, as soon as they showed up at the O, she could bring them in for the interview, no appointment necessary. Praise God for small favors.
Constantly being devastated over the lack of progress in the adoption is exhausting, so today I'm focusing on my shining, silver linings.
We were at the library this morning for Paloma's Story Hour, when the older children can pick out books for reading hour during the week. As usual, I fielded several questions about the children and homeschool. And as usual, I hear these responses:
"Oh, I could never do that/Not in a million years."
"Better you than me."
"My kids would never listen to me."
I usually smile, nod and say, "It's certainly not for everyone, but we are so lucky to live in a place where we have so many good options for schooling."
But here's the thing. I love schooling my children. I love the excitement of watching them grow and learn. I love the quiet family moments we get to share. I love the loud, crazy family moments we get to share. I love watching the sibling bonds grow and strengthen between them. The thought of my having to miss all of these things makes me want to cry. I look at this opportunity as one of the greatest blessings of my life.
They are my silver lining in all these crazy, up and down moments.