Thursday, January 6, 2011
It is very boring news to report. The experience, however, is a bit of a roller coaster. While court is taking place in Ethiopia on the other side of the world, we are sound asleep - or at least we should be! The night of each court date, I wake multiple times wondering if our case has been reviewed yet. Once I've decided enough is enough, I get out of bed, make the coffee, and start waiting for the phone to ring. I pace around the house making nervous conversation - usually with myself - and constantly glance at the clock. I take breaks every five minutes and search Facebook for updates from other adoption families who are also waiting on news. This is my routine on court day. Eventually, a call from the 703 area code shows up on caller ID. Each time I blurt out an obnoxious "Hello!!" in hopes that my enthusiasm will have some influence on the news I am about to receive. Obviously, every call so far has been a let down and I have recently started having visions of someday sending our son care packages full of deodorant, shaving cream, and beef jerky.
With a little effort, the disappointment is short-lived. I remind myself that many people have said many prayers over this adoption. I remind myself that we have put this adoption in God's hands and that we should enjoy the ride. We refocus on the prize and put a new date on the calendar to look forward to, knowing that a successful court date could be right around the corner. The anticipation, though, is unavoidable. After all, there are only 5,760 minutes until our next court date.