The day I met my son
At 9:30 in the morning we took a bus with five other couples from our adoption agency to the local civil affairs office. Everyone was so nervous and excited, including us. It was so hard to believe that the moment we had been waiting for over two years to happen was actually here!
We had been warned that it could be pretty chaotic and random when we would actually meet the kids and when we would be doing our paperwork. We got off the bus and right away a lady asked if our son was from Zhoukou and my mind went completely blank. She asked again, and it finally registered. She said “He’s right inside the door!”. I think my heart stopped. When we walked a few steps and got inside the door, she pointed to him standing a few feet away with some Chinese adults. He looked so tiny. He was wearing all pink and had a Mickey Mouse hat on and he looked just like his pictures. I knelt down to him and he just looked at me with no expression, then someone gave me a cookie that was wrapped to give to him. I unwrapped it as I stared at his face. I could not take my eyes off him. And I couldn’t stop smiling through the tears.
(some of these photos are from an iPhone and the quality isn’t great)
He was the first child there, so everyone was just standing around watching us and taking pictures. It was a really emotional and surreal experience. A lady motioned that she wanted to take a picture with me and Sawyer, then another lady did the same thing. I assumed they were with his orphanage and found out later they were. No one spoke very good English, so it was pretty hard to figure out what exactly was going on.