What’s a Waiting Mom To Do?

When I was pregnant I spent my days eating healthy food, drinking lots of water, taking prenatal vitamins, and rubbing my big belly as I talked sweet nothings to the little one inside. Even during my pregnancy with Kimani when I knew there was a heart defect and the 80% chance of Down syndrome, still I was in control of what was going on with her day-to-day as I waited. I was meeting all her needs with the best of everything.

But now as I wait for my babies, I cannot feed them or comfort them. I cannot meet their needs and protect them. And I can’t rush Peach to the pediatric surgeon who can save her life, the same one that saved Kimani’s life. All I can do is chase down paperwork and wait and pray for them.



And I can shop for them :-) You see, when we finally fly over there to appear in court before the judge who will decide to make them our daughters, we will have to leave without them. That’s right. There is a 10 day waiting period after an adoption. A period that exists so that someone (an extended family member maybe?) can come forward and ask to stop the adoption. Once that period passes, we can fly back over and get our girls, then get their visas and passports, and bring them home.

So I bought them each a lovey doll, both Pooh bears, to hold onto during the waiting period. Something soft and comforting to remind them that mama and papa have not deserted them. Little Pooh bears as a promise of our return for them.

Which girl gets which bear? I don’t know. Why don’t you tell me :-)