This was it. The moment I'd been dreading ever since learning I'd have to finalize Dylan's adoption by myself in a strange
Earlier that day, we had completed the last step of our adoption process by having our exit interview at the American Embassy. After we were done at the Embassy, Dylan and I headed back to our Almaty apartment one last time for a bit of a rest before heading out to the airport. Around 11 pm, our associate picked us up, took us to the airport, helped us check in, and unceremoniously shoved me towards the security check point. When I looked back to ask her a question, she was gone. To say I was nervous was an understatement. I was alone with a baby in an airport where none of the employees seemed to speak English. Hopefully I'd be able to find my way to the gate in time for my flight!
Somehow, we managed. Dylan and I left Almaty around 2 am and had a bulkhead seat on the flight to
Dylan did all right on the flight to
For the whole 9 hours of the flight, Dylan could not, would not, settle down. He barely slept, and if I wasn't shoveling food into his mouth he was SCREAMING bloody murder. Yeah, he was THAT kid on the plane. It was an absolute nightmare!!! I spent most of the flight standing in the back of the airplane, trying to rock my wailing child to sleep and to keep the tears that rimmed my eyes from streaming down my face.
Thank God, thank God, for K. She introduced me to A, another adoptive mother going home while she awaited court, and A's father, who had traveled to
It took only a few minutes to get through immigration (by the way, Dylan became a
Unfortunately Dylan was less than thrilled to be presented with yet more new people. He did not allow either of them to hold him, screaming and screeching every time they tried to get near him. Not at all the way we imagined his introduction to the family would be, but what can you do? It was just too much for the poor little guy. When we got to the car, he settled into the car seat and passed right out.
When we got home, we were both so tired we took a 5-hour nap, then woke up, ate, and went downstairs to watch TV, where we fell asleep again until Bill got home from his trip. Seeing him was fantastic! Dylan was a little weirded out at first to see Bill, but then seemed to go, "hey, I know this guy!" and played with him for a long time.
At around 12:30 am we all decided we couldn't go on any longer, put Dylan in his crib, and tucked ourselves in for our first night HOME as a family...