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6.30.2007

Taking Back the Blog


So Matthew's been all hoggy with the bloggy lately, and I need to re-establish my turf, (metaphorically) pee on the corners of the internet to mark my territory. Hello again, everyone.

Part of my absence has been caused by the fact that Lucy's extremely clingy to me and demanding of me when she's awake and I'm in view, a habit we're slowly trying to influence in the opposite direction. The coordinator here tells us that her caregivers carried her pretty much all day every day, which also explains the lack of muscle tone that is, I'm happy to report, VERY rapidly changing. She sits up by herself now (didn't just 5 days ago), and can even "stand" (or at least hold herself rigid and upright) if we hold her at her waist (5 days ago she'd just fold in half). I'm not complaining about the constant holding -- we're very lucky she got such good care before we met. We'd like for her to be calm and happy with Dad, too, and engage in play.

Me and Crystal, Frances and Lucy on Lucy Day 1 (see how I'm propping up her back?)



Today. My god, I'm a horrible photography subject; I look like an idiot. But the Kid, caught in a moment of not-whining...pretty damn cute, no?

OK, some thoughts for those who follow after us:

  • Yahoo doesn't seem to work, so don't plan to post to groups while you're here.
  • She LOVES the baby bjorn (and would probably love the Hotsling too, but I forgot it! Sorry, Laurie). It's all that quiets her sometimes. And if you think you're not going to be OK with random shopkeepers taking her from you, the carrier is a good way to forestall that.
  • Easy to get cash from ATMs, so no need to carry lots of US$ for the trip (although some fees seem to require US$, so check into that)
  • Blind faith gets you across streets. You'll know what I mean when you get here.
  • My hair looks like shit (see photographic evidence above). So be it.
And with those gems, I have a kid to kiss. See you soon.

6.29.2007

what Matthew needs

Someone posted a funny thing to do: go too Google and query "[your name] needs" and see what is returned. In order of appearance, with a few omissions, here are my results:

Matthew needs to bring sexy back.
Matthew needs to get a clue.
Why did Matthew need dead babies?
All Matthew needs is a little imagination.
Matthew Needs to Realize Its Possible for Him to Be Wrong.
WHY DID MATTHEW NEED DEAD BABIES?
Matthew needs help Sunday.
Matthew needs to piss her off because thats the only way she'll write good songs.
Matthew needs to double his fluid intake and drink way more than a normal child would drink.
Matthew needs to stop asking questions about Regan Smith.
Matthew needs you.
Matthew needs to examine his motivations.

WOW! Thats just two pages of results. Excellent question about the dead babies, don't you think? Now, while I'm getting a clue, examining my motivations, and Realizing I Can Be Wrong, I think I will bring sexy back after all. I'd been toying w/ that idea already. In my opinion, Justin Timberlake did a painfully mediocre job at that... What Justin Timberlake needs is Matthew's help, I guess... OK. More entries regarding the adorable baby soon. Sorry if that is what anyone was hoping for, instead finding this foolishness.

6.28.2007

Happy Feet (for now)


Sometimes, they're 'angry feet'... But here they are, between, Melissa's, in a fit of sweetness. This begs the question: how cute is too cute?

I've been up since 3am trying to get some work done & being frustrated by technical issues. Fun! At least Melissa, genius she is, was able to get Blogger into English. Apparently it required following simple instructions -- or more accurately one simple instruction -- I'm sure you can see how far beyond me that would have been. I'm actually typing this by drooling on the keyboard.... B'duuuuhhhhh..... MCH

6.27.2007

Funny girl


(Matthew here, logged on as Melissa because all the Blogger contols are in Vietnamese & I'm not so sure how to log out & log back in... is it Dang xuat? Or the link phrase with all the squares instead of letters??? Anywho....)

Lucy seems to have discovered how to stick out her tongue. She has been at it for several hours, now... pffft! She woke up with a fever and a sour disposition... an hour later her temperature was down to normal & she showed us more smiles than we've seen before. Her goofy tongue wagging kept making me laugh which would, in turn, make her laugh. Too sweet! There will be plenty more surly attitude (case in point: Melissa changes her diaper in the next room, instigating much protest from our surly, burly girly) so it is GREAT to spend an hour or two with her giggling & smiling.

We're going to meet up with Katie and Joe soon, another couple adopting through the same agency... they don't have a G&R date yet and have bravely come to Vietnam early to wait for the process to move. They're thinking / hoping their G&R will be on the 9th so their timing will be perfect as long as things move on schedule -- a dicey prospect to bet on -- but then again we only got a few days' notice to get our visas, book our flights, and get over here once our G&R was scheduled so... traveling in advance might actually be a pretty awesome plan on their part. Please cross your fingers that there won't be any schedule bumps for them that leave them hanging out in 100 degree, 100% humidity Ho Chi Minh City for an open ended duration.

By the way, the 'G&R' ceremony is not named after the 90's LA hair metal mega band Guns n' Roses as one might imagine... "Giving and Receiving" is the thing. Makes more sense than Guns n' Roses now that you think about it, doesn't it? Yeah, I don't know what you were thinking, either ;-)

Peace out, MCH

Jumbo sized



1:45 a.m.; Lucy zonked out at 6:30 last night after a grueling day of fussing and sleeping and puking. She woke with a sodden diaper -- holy cow, that girl loves her formula -- and Matthew is trying to sooth her back to sleep. Matthew has been wonderful. The first two days she wanted nothing to do with him but now, she's just as happy with him as with me and sometimes prefers him. Which is SO FRIGGIN GREAT for me, too, and gives me and my tired arms and sore back a much-needed break.

We had our G&R ceremony yesterday, so she's officially our kid (oh, look! I just called her Lucy above, instead of the Kid! Guess that means my brain finally thinks this is likely real and likely going to work out!). And the medical appointment, where the Vietnamese doctor pronounced her "jumbo" size. She does seem much bigger than the other kids we've met so far -- Sheen, she's got a massive noggin, one to rival Sir Maxwell's!

Not a big fan of the hat, but look at those chubby cheeks!

Anyway, Matthew just had the most successful back-to-sleep-soothing ever, bored her right to sleep with his stories about high school and recounting of his dreams. Yippee! Friends Katie and Joe from "Oh BTW" are arriving in Vietnam tomorrow, so looking forward to seeing them for the first time, after all these months of correspondance. More to come (for the next 18 years).

6.25.2007

wow

(Matthew here -- aka Da Da) Even though we've been waiting & working on this for more than a year, it is still hard to believe that we're here now, with miss Lucy, not sleeping for crap, being stunk out by baby poop, alternately being consumed with joy, worry, love, apprehension, amazement, mostly just an incredible amount of affection for this incredible little baby. This is our third day, second morning with the new addition. This has been the most amazing experience all around... Amazing! More later: we're getting ready to go to breakfast but Melissa's aunt is all emailing & being like 'I'm checking the blog 5X a day for updates...' so here is one.

6.24.2007

25 hours



We've been with the Kid for more than a day now. What a day. When we got her (huge!) she cried cried cried for the 1/2 hour or so we were together, then sucked down a bottle from her caregiver, cried more, and we left. She fell asleep in the car on the way back to the hotel, slept through the ride and the walk back to the room.

(Arg. The Blogger interface is in Vietnamese here and I can't figure out how to change it to English, so I'm inserting/formatting by memory. Please excuse freaky formatting).

After that nap she seemed better...a few tears and suspicious looks toward Matthew - you've seen his "guest posts" and I guess we can't really blame her -- but she glommed onto me and wouldn't let me out of her sight until just about an hour ago, when I went to the bathroom by myself (victory!). Then a three hour nap in the afternoon -- really nice for us, but we paid for it a little in the nighttime. In between, though, a wonderful dinner with Frank and Crystal, our neighbors who's travel to adopt their own Kid is ahead of ours for a week and happily includes an overlap, so the Kid and Frances got to meet.

By the way, future travelers, the best purchase I brought was a $5.99 soft rattle that you strap onto their wrist. She loves it.

A bit of a tough time going to bed, and up a few times for bottles and waking for good around 4:30, but overall very good. I'm kind of overwhelmed, in all honesty. I wanted it so much, I planned for it, I raged about it, I dreamed of it...and now it's here and oh, my God.

Anyway, she's asleep now, as is Matthew, and i'm getting jealous so want to join in. Oh. She just woke up. More later.

6.21.2007

Aaannndddd...they're off!

Leaving (on a jet plane) in a few hours. An in true Melissa fashion, still packing and running around like crazy with errands. Soon, though, I'll be forced to be done. And then, soon enough, it'll all begin again, but in a bright shiny new way. A way with the Kid, who we'll be meeting in fewer than 54 hours. Wow. Talk to you all soon!

6.15.2007

gulp

We bought a house today. Just because we didn't have much going on. It is BEAUTIFUL. I can't believe how excited I am...but you, my sweet cute first home. You're a fairy-tale castle, a great place for a single girl and even a couple...but two people, two dogs, two cats and a Kid are simply two (too) many. This is the house we're leaving. Anyone want it?

I don't have good pictures of the new place yet, but I'll probably not be able to stop myself from sharing when I do. It'll be a wonderful place to raise the Kid. I'm happy we can give it to her.

Thanks too to everyone who wrote to express their happiness at our Kid news. I still can't get over the amazing confluence of events that was yesterday:

  • wedding anniversary
  • adoption beginning anniversary
  • make house offer
  • put two homes on market
  • get travel dates for Kid

And, I forgot: Flag day! I'm ashamed that I failed to properly celebrate...well, flags. I'm going all out next year, I tell you. Flags will be feted like they've never been feted before!

OK, I gave us yesterday and until now to let the news sink in (got the visa application off, though), but this weekend the real work begins. Haven't packed, haven't done the "practical" Target run, haven't chosen a hotel (for the been-there, done-that-in-HCMC folks, recommendations? I'm kind of a spoiled brat, so not so much interested in the "amazing bargain but let's just pretend we didn't see that 5-inch-long bug in the corner" places). Haven't finalized house sitters, haven't written real estate docs, haven't collected meds.

I did just eat a whole lot of fake Morningstar Farms bacon, though -- does that count for anything?

6.14.2007

I might throw up...but in a good way!

We got the call. And we're supposed to be in Vietnam NEXT SATURDAY.

This is happening a year to the day from our wedding, and a year to the day from filing our application with the agency (we got married at the courthouse, and drove immediately to the agency to "officially" sign up).

It's also, coincidentally, happening on the very day we want to make an offer on a new house, and sell the two we currently own. Someone out there is laughing at us.

I don't know what else to say. Wow.

6.13.2007

9.10.06

(don't be alarmed! another 'blog' post by Matthew... don't expect Melissa's insightful wit or eloquence. Says Matthew: "I rode up to the internet to get to the MySpace... yay!")

What was I doing on 'the kid's' birth day? Email records reveal this:

(sent)


(rec'd)



It is weird that the last message I received on her birthday is from Melissa, titled 'Happy birthday.' The coincidence is that my birthday is the next day, September 11th.

And, like the man says, 'belief in coincidence is the predominant superstition of the age of science'

What else do these emails mean? Apparently I was finishing some materials for BLIK and SPHERELAB. And apparently discussing Shawn's music with Ian. (aka. wasting time). No signs of the drunkenness or incontinence with which Melissa assumes I occupy my time while she's traveling. Then again, no explicit evidence to the contrary -- no hourly emails to various friends and associates with subject lines like: 'my pants: still completely dry' or 'I'm sober, not soiled.' I guess it will just have to remain a mystery.



6.10.2007

9 months ago...

You were born. I looked through my email archives to see what I was doing on the day you were born (a great idea I got from Lana's mom, Gretchen). I was in Taiwan, training for work. I was right next door! And as your dad says, if I was in Asia, that means he was at home, drunk and incontinent. Funny fella, your dad. Anyway, I really really miss you today. Yesterday, I bought you some vanilla teething biscuits at New Seasons, to join the single box of baby cereal I have in the pantry. They look really good, though -- if this wait goes on too much longer, I might eat them myself.


I promise I'll buy you more, though.

6.08.2007

not OUR news, but...

...still really exciting! Our good friends Frank and Crystal, who live about 45 minutes away and are working with our agency too, got travel dates today! They'll be meeting the gorgeous Miss Frances in 9 days. We're so very happy for them. This is Frances -- soon to be best buddies with the Kid, if we have anything to say about the matter. She's the only kid in our whole group who's ever been pictured smiling, I think. Isn't she adorable! I see many road trips between Portland and their town in our future. Congratulations, guys.

6.06.2007

Here's the scoop (the scoop sucks, BTW)

I know I haven't been good at communicating with friends and family lately; when you all ask about where the Kid is and when we get to meet her I can't seem to get beyond a seething "it sucks, I'm pissed, I don't know, I can't talk more about it or I might explode. And we're trying to get this house ready to sell and exploding would be messy and who has the time to get gunky brain matter off ceilings right now anyway (and well, I guess I have time because I don't have any Kid to be busy with but the point is I don't WANT to clean the ceilings so leave me alone!)"

So let me elaborate from safely behind the shield of my computer screen.

The adoption process in a nutshell can be divided into two phases, a US phase and a Vietnam phase. In the US phase, we're getting a dossier together -- doing a homestudy, collecting mountains of paperwork, getting approved by the USCIS to adopt, etc. Then that dossier gets sent to Vietnam, and in Vietnam the government reviews our application and dossier and also reviews the baby's situation -- is he/she truly an orphan, has there been unethical/illegal influence, do any of her birth family want to claim her, etc.

The Vietnam part is handled in two places -- a central government agency called the DIA (sometimes IAD) in Hanoi, and also within each individual province where the baby is from. For us, the Kid is from Bihn Duong province, outside Ho Chi Mihn City (Saigon). So there is lots of back-and-forth between the province and Hanoi reviewing our dossier, the baby's paperwork, etc., and verifying that we're acceptable potential parents, the Kid is truly an orphan available for adoption, and we're a good match for each other. The efficiency which with this process proceeds varies from province to province, and perhaps even from agency to agency, depending on their history of working in Vietnam (ours has little), and on top of that Vietnam itself is still fine-tuning it's rules and regulations, having only re-opened to international adoption a year and a half ago.


Our adoption is through the "old" process -- we received our referral for the Kid before our dossier was received by the DIA. So we didn't wait that long for a referral; all our waiting time is coming between referral and travel (seven months so far). Nothing wrong with doing it that way, although now it's more common for the long wait to be between dossier submission and referral, with just a short wait between referral and travel.

A few weeks ago I, in a total jackass move, posted excitedly about my belief that we were 4 to 6 weeks from travel. That was because we heard that the provincial government had signed off on everything and sent it all up to Hanoi for one final review, after which travel dates would be issued. But as is apparently par for the course, things aren't moving as quickly as one might hope. The DIA has not yet signed off on our case. They have signed off on others in our agency group, so something appears to be happening. Just not for us. There appears to be no rhyme or reason as to which documents get signed and which languish, sad and lonely and crying for a friendly hand to come to their rescue (nice anthropomorphizing, hmm?). Our agency has nine families at this stage. Our documents were among the first to be sent from the provincial government to Hanoi. But it looks like they're going to be among the last to be signed and returned to the province. And our agency this week dropped some hints that make me think that we need to be prepared for even more delays. Like "not even in June" kind of delays.

Which really sucks. I hope I'm wrong.

On another note, when I was in Portsmouth recently I saw this sign, which tickles my idiot funnybone to no end. Is there a particularly pokey white duck in Portsmouth that deserves extra consideration? He sure looks like he's doing his best to hurry right along. Nicely done, Portsmouth!

6.04.2007

Travel news = 0. New pics = several.

No travel dates. Still. But we did get June pictures and updated measurements. First, a tour though her first 8.5 months. Look how she's grown and changed, our little (big) redhead:

11/06 Referral photo: "what the hell? who are you? where am I? I don't think it signed up for this..."


1/07: Lucy Looking Left, biting bottom lip


3/07: Hark! Is that the sound of formula mixing I hear?


5/07: Little Miss Lucy, a lady out for a stroll

And the most recent couple. These came with the information that in a single month, she's gained a pound (now 18.7 pounds at 8 months, 3 weeks) and grown more than an inch (now 28.3 inches).

6/07: Seriously, how cute is that tush?

6/07: To me, this looks contemplative. To Laurie, she's making the baby sign for "poop" (as she seems to do quite (frighteningly) often!)