Elsie is officially a
Whitacre!!! We are so excited and thankful to finally get to this point in our
adoption. Our girl is forever ours, no longer an orphan or just a number in a
very large orphanage, but a loved and cherished daughter.
Yesterday was a very long
day. We spent over 8 hours going from the Civil Affairs Office to the Notary’s
Office to the Police Station to apply for her passport. Phew what an exhausting
day, with many tears shed and not just from Elsie. I know we have to do these
things to finalize her adoption paperwork and I know the signatures all need to
be in place to make everything official, however I wish it could be done in
another way. It was very upsetting to have to take a newly adopted child from
one office to the next. Everything was so new to her, new people, new sounds,
new parents….it was all too much on this little girl who had just spent the
last 4 years of her life inside the walls of an orphanage. Mid way through the
day I had just had enough, thankfully my wonderful husband held it together for
all of us. I think I was most upset because it was hard seeing your daughter so
upset but there was nothing we could do about it because we had to finish all
the paperwork.
It all came to a head when we
were at the Police Station of all places, and Elsie had to get her picture
taken for her passport. We stood in the lines, got her picture taken, went to a
new line stood there and then were told her picture wasn’t correct so we had to
do it all over again, all while she was crying and very upset. We took Elsie
back to the tiny room to get her picture taken again, and I told the guide to
tell the man that was taking the picture to take it fast because as soon as I
would let her go to sit down, she would cry. And she did, but he didn’t snap
the picture quick enough, so I got her calmed down again, and we sat her down
again and he took another picture, and told us he couldn’t use it because there
were tears in her eyes. By this time we had been in the room for over 20
minutes trying to get a picture. We went thought this several times. Then all the guides came in, and all the women from the orphanage staff came in too to talk
to Elsie and try to calm her, but all she wanted was for me to hold her, but
they wouldn’t allow it. She just sat in this chair with tears streaming down her face, and I did all I could to comfort her. We had to get a single picture of her, by herself, all
without tears. I seriously thought I was going to have a panic attack and Jon
was going to end up in a Chinese jail cell, because after several pictures and
getting her to calm down and sit in the chair again the man taking the picture
kept telling us it wasn’t good enough. At one point I turned around and Jon was
gone and I thought the guard took him, because before Jon was standing behind
the man taking the picture and he could see that her pictures were clear and
looked good. So he didn’t understand what was wrong, and Jon spoke up to the
man a several times, but he couldn’t understand English and we couldn’t
understand what he was saying. I found out later that Jon eventually stepped
out of the room and stood on the other side of the wall to pray. We were all so
frustrated and there were about 9 people all in this room the size of a small
closet all trying to get a little girl to take a decent picture, only 2 of
those other people could understand English……. And everyone but us all spoke
Chinese. It was Complete chaos. And then 2 more people came into our tiny room, and these two looked like higher up police officers, I didn't know why they were there, maybe because we were taking to long, or what they thought they were going to do to help the situation, but the one lady did come over and speak softly to Elsie. This lady was to only Chinese person that actually spoke what sounded like softly and kindly to Elsie, while she was talking to Elsie, I remembered
that she liked to watch the video on my phone of her getting her birthday
cake, so I played that for her and she finally stopped crying, we held my phone
above the camera…..and they finally got a good picture of her free of tears,
snot, and slobber! Praise the Lord, Jon and I scooped up our daughter and got
out of that little room as fast as we could, and finally were able to finish
processing her passport. It was almost laughable because after all that we had to go and get a picture of the 3 of us together. They didn't show us that picture, but I'm sure it was a doozie, Jon and I both were sweating, red faces, and frustrated; Elsie had red eyes, a red nose and I'm sure looked like she was in shock. After that our entire group was finished and we were
finally able to go back to our hotel room. The van ride back, Elsie just sat on
my lap, traumatized and just hugged me tightly all the way home. She was
exhausted, and I was thankful that she found comfort in me.
Two good things came from
this day 1. The fact that all her paperwork was finalized and 2. she knew Jon
and I were her comfort place, she knew after only being with us for two days that
we were hers and she didn’t want to go back with the ladies from the orphanage.
Because when they spoke with her she would cry and want me to hold her. Through
all the chaos today, it somehow helped to bond the three of us even closer. We
were exhausted by the time we got back to our room. We ordered a pizza from the
hotel for dinner and were in bed by 6:00, as I write this Elsie is still
asleep. She has been sleeping for twelve and a half hours now. Today we pray is
one that is filled with more peace and less chaos. We hired a personal guide to
take us to her finding spot and they said they will also take us to the police
station that she spent a few months in. We are hopeful that this police station
experience is much different then the one we had yesterday.
Heres the only picture I snagged today, once we were back to our room, Elsie climbed up on the bed and laid down next to her Baba!!