Has it really been that long? Two years since we
met that little 15-month old baby that cried in our arms because he had no clue who we were or why we were taking him away from his routine to (attempt to) play with him. I suppose the beginning of our adoption process marked the start of our "
new path" to parenthood...but it had never been so clear to us, as that day in the baby home director's office, that this little boy - more than just a picture or a list of medical information - was truly our new path.
Each day of that trip, I posted to this blog, but aside from a few pictures in slideshows & videos, I don't know that I have ever shared photos from our first visit - a very short 2 1/2 days with Iliya.
If I have, forgive me...but if I haven't, I hope you enjoy. Click on any photo to enlarge it.
This is the very first snapshot of Iliya taken with my camera. Perhaps the first thing thing that struck me, as he walked in the door, was that he was walking! I don't know what I had expected...but I guess I thought someone would've carried him in and placed him in my arms. Nope, he toddled right in...right past us without even a glance.
After the doctor went out, he cried...and then the doctor came back, picked him up, and consoled him. As an aside, one of the first things I noticed about him when he started crying, was that he had so many teeth!
While I wasn't crazy about this outfit, in retrospect, one of the more striking things about the outfit was that he wasn't in tights and girl clothes...as many children often are. It was obvious that the baby home staff took great care to dress him up and make him look like a boy (for all of our time together, not just the first meeting). We would've loved him, either way, but in my opinion, it was very thoughtful of the staff to do their best to make him look nice for us.
He thought the toys we brought him were pretty cool. Us? Were we cool? Not so much.
Trying to distract him with a stuffed animal...
But he is NOT impressed. Not by a long shot.
First family photo

One of the only things that calmed him - if only for a few seconds at a time - was when Nathan took him to the window to look outside. That ended up actually being one of the things we learned to do, in our other visits, to calm him down when he got upset.
It's interesting to go back and remember all of the lasting impressions I have of that day. Things like the fact he was walking...and had so many teeth. Weird stuff, I'm sure it may seem, but I think the vast emotion of the day was such that my brain could only process such things. And that first meeting only lasted a half hour, but I don't think I have ever felt so drained from such a short time. Everything...all the training and knowledge I had completely deserted me when that precious little baby started crying inconsolably. There was nothing I knew to do; it was frustrating to me, because I felt like an actor who had known all the lines but suddenly went blank as the curtain rose.
But you know, I would do that day over a million times, if it meant being where we are today. There are no words to tell you how worth it the whole experience was.
What a wild ride it has been. Thanks for the photos of those first moments.
Ronda
Carolyn
Florida
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