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7 Quick Takes - More pictures of our little girl and a few adoption details



1. Our agency had a team travel to Felicity's orphanage a few weeks ago.  At the begining of the week, I got a zip file of about 30 photos of our cutie. I will spare you all and only share a few.


 
2.  What's Next??
 
Truthfully, I do not know all of the details.  I am in a few different adoption groups on Facebook and the acronyms that fly around after PA are foreign to me.  They make my mind boggle a bit.  I am just trying to focus on the next step, which is whatever our social worker tell us to do.  I am totally relying and trusting her. We LOVE our agency and social worker so much that I am completely confident she has us covered.
 
3. Care package
 
What I do know is that we can send a care package to this little cutie.  I have yet to read the care package instructions, but, if you were me, what would you want to put in it?


 
4. When do we go to China?
 
Most likely October.  Which seems so close, yet so far away (Am I the only one with the cheesy Hall and Oats song stuck in her head right now??).   Pray for us that it is October, as November would be BAD because Pete cannot miss work at the beginning of November.  If we get travel dates for November, we would have to request a postponement and I do not want to delay us getting Felicity any longer.
 

 
 
5.  I thought you said she has cleft lip/cleft palate?
 
I have gotten this one a lot when people see her photos.  Her lip was repaired in China and her palate surgery will be done a few months after we bring her home.  She will need several surgeries and extensive orthodontic work, and speech therapy over the years, but we will not know the extent of it all until we get Felicity home.  Thankfully, we live in an area with several great hospitals with Cleft Clinics.
 
6.  Not at all related to our adoption
 
Michelle, an amazing friend of mine from grad school, and an adoptive mom with a heart for missions is trying to go on a Mission trip with Style for Justice and she needs our help.  Click on the link here, and scroll down to the bottom to vote for her!  You do not need to register on the site to vote.
 

I totally LOVE this sassy look!
 


7. Run for the Little Flowers and adoption fundraising

It looks like we will be in China when I normally host the Run for the Little Flowers, BUT I am working on a great idea for a combination Run for the Little Flowers and run for our own adoption.  I have a theme for the run that I love and am just waiting to see if I can use lyrics to a song on the shirt.  Please pray that I get a yes.  Here is a hint . . .




Have a great weekend everyone!!

Comments

  1. You should definitely put in one of those baby books where you can slide photos in of you and all her new family! You probably already thought of that, though :) How fun that you get to send things to her! Maybe a blessed medal they can pin to her crib?

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  2. Thanks for sharing Katie! She is beautiful...and I teared up when I read your blog about how her name.

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