Meeting the child...

It is as we believed it would be. Dede did not choose the little boy this morning. When the meeting was set-up...she knew that the chances of this child being a match were slim...but there's always hope. He was precious. He seemed to be a bit older than 2.5...closer to 3 maybe. He was found in a hotel when he was an infant...so all information was made up for his birth certificate. He didn't talk...but we got him laughing quite a bit. He did walk...but you could tell that it was quite new to him. He was still a bit apprehensive in his steps. Although it is understandable that all kids in his situation will have developmental issues...the depth of his seemed to be more than just environmental. He fluttered his eyes a few times...his arms tended to flail a bit when he walked...and we did catch him rocking a time or two. Each incident seemingly minor...yet the combination lending quite possibly to a more serious issue. Most importantly...Dede just did not feel the connection. Upon departure from the orphanage...she felt twinges of guilt...but it's a lifelong decision...and it must be the right one. She has petitioned for another appointment...and it could come tomorrow...next week...or next month. We truly have not a clue. We will update you as soon as we know.

We are sitting at the Radisson...famished...waiting on dinner. I wanted to post a quick comment to inform you of the meeting. I will compose a longer post about the process as soon as my brain has been fed. It's been a very long...confusing...chaotic day. The first of many...I'm sure. Dede would also like to post a few words to thank you all for your thoughts. You'll be able to tell which post is hers...it'll be the one with the commas... : )

Peace...