Getting Internet hasn't been so easy...

I am rather bummed that A: I haven't had a good internet connection and B: Even if I had, I wouldn't have had time to blog. We have been running like crazy since we did the death jump from the train to the platform in Dniprodzerzhinsk. I have never pushed my physical limits like the first couple of days here. To make things even more fun, I got the 24hr. flu and Dean and I have both had severe stomach issues. I use to call it "Mexico stomach" but now I am re-naming it "Dnipro stomach".

Despite all of the fun mentioned above, our boys keep our hearts singing. Sweet Andre is getting better and better each day. We take him lunch and dinner every day and bribe the nurses to let us deliver it to his room (this way we can watch him eat it). It breaks my heart when I have to leave him in that horrific place, and I have no say at all about it. He told me that when we leave and he goes to bed, they come in and lift up his mattress, open his little cupboard, and rifle through EVERY single bag and even in his pillow case. They have stolen his money, popcorn, pizza and toys. I can't put words to what I feel toward these women. I am shocked and amazed that they would even fool themselves that this is a place of "healing".

We love Andre and are grateful that he is such a tough little guy. He needs to be to get through the next couple of weeks. We will continue to see him several times a day, but it is hard because the hospital is on one side of the river, and the orphanage is on the other.

Igor is equally as amazing and tough and awesome. He is shy but very loving. I can tell that there is a lot of peer pressure from the older boys to pay them off, so yesterday I had the translator tell them to lay off Igor and I would buy them some candy and gum and goodies. They are all in my heart. I feel so devastated when they swarm us and beg to come to America with us. I am always tearing up when our car leaves the orphanage. I can't wait to get the boys home to our apartment!!

The apartment is as good as it gets here I think. No one has ever heard of a dryer, and the clothes are starting to get that oh so fresh hint of mold. I will be SO GLAD to get home. We really don't like it here. I feel weird saying that, as I try to be optimistic about all situations, but I just can't help always feeling like I want home, so much. Not one person has smiled at us (unless they work for us). I can just imagine a realtor selling our apartment, " And if you step out onto the crumbling balcony here, you will see your lovely view of the humongous statue of Vladimir Lenin." Just gives you the warm fuzzies doesn't it?

Anyway, we will survive this. Oksana is wonderful and all business is getting done as quickly as possible. We have a nice driver named Nicolai who is friendly and laughs at how many groceries we buy (which isn't that much!) Our beautiful son Parker is so sweet and never complains and is the best little boy in such a strange situation.

We are heading out to the hospital now to take Andre lunch. I will try to post some pics, but I think Christy posted some of the hospital which will terrify anyone. Take a look. Otherwise, Andre gets his cast off his broken arm today, Yay!

Much Love,
The Corbetts

It's getting better all the time...better, better, betterrrr..

So yesterday was actually a pleasant experience. We were desperate to leave the apartment (before we went crazy) and we REALLY needed some groceries, so we set out to find a market we had quickly seen the first day. When we went in it was a HUGE relief because it was a normal grocery store (things on shelves instead of behind a counter), and the woman actually smiled at us and helped us after she heard us speak English!!! First time ever! Of course she was trying very hard to sell us the entire store (expensive Russian caviar and all). haha But I stuck to my guns, got what we needed, and moved on. I felt empowered! I actually sang a little song and was really overreacting at such a small feat, but it was great to feel like we had found a "friendly" place.

We then took Parker to McDonald's like we had promised. That was amazing as well. The people really love to hang out there and it is the most happenin place in town. You really have to fight to sit down. We managed to get a seat and Dean got up to get ketchup, when one of the policemen who seemed to be a bit drunk, started harrassing some poor girl sitting alone. She looked scared out of her mind and spoke to him a bit then left as soon as she had the chance. He then proceeded to take a seat next to us. I told Parker not to speak and we got up and made a break for it! I just had a feeling he was up to no good and if he found out we were American, who know?

We then went to the underground mall. I like it very much because it seems kind of normal. There are security guards everywhere and we got to see three different people get manhandled out of the door just while having gelato at the coffee bar. Pretty entertaining!

I cooked for the first time last night. A little breakfast for dinner: fried eggs and toast, yogurt, fruit, and then some top ramen! Haha what a menu huh? Oh well, it was good.

This experience is turning out to be so great for our family. It is bringing us closer to each other. We are spending more time together because we absolutely must stick together at all times, and I enjoy it very much. My husband and son are the most kind, non-judgemental, loving and accepting guys on earth. I am so grateful to them for making this so easy. Their hearts are pure gold. They never complain and are so easy to travel with. I am blessed.

I absolutely CAN'T WAIT to see the boys. I am so happy to see the pictures that you have been posting Christy! Thank you for talking to them and letting them know more about us. I am very happy to hear that they are excited! They are adorable and I just need to give them hugs! I was confused, however, by your comment that you saw Andre in the hall with a sling on. Did they not put him back in re-hab? Is he still there in the orphanage? Please let me know, as this is different than what we were told.

So today we will be going on a walking (phew) tour of Kiev with Oxana the translator. She is new and works for Irina now. She will accompany us the entire time to Dnipro. I absolutely love her personality and her professionalism. She is also very sweet with Parker, and has worked extensively with children as a nanny. I think this is a good fit for her, but I am worried about her leaving her husband for a month. She seems to be excited about it so that is great. We will take lots of pictures of the Ukrainian baroque architecture and get some exercise. Should be good!

Much love,
Sonya

Waiting...waiting...anticipating...

Well, another day in Kiev checked off the list. Today we braved it sans interpreter. Boy did we miss her!

There was a massive concert/party in the square today. Large amounts of the scantily dressed ladies and a lot of energy in the air. Many of the men had the Ukraine flag painted on their face.

I was a bit weary of going out of the apartment after literally being bumped by a man's car bumper, ON PURPOSE! Yes that is right, we were walking back from exchanging some currency with our translator yesterday, and were crossing a sidestreet. A taxi stopped for the woman in front of us, and we quickly walked behind her. He then decided it would be funny to nudge me with his bumper and laugh and laugh in delight! I had Parker and Dean on the right side of me thank goodness. WHAT A JERK!! It was at this moment I really had to consciously stop and realize that I could not show a reaction at all. I leapt forward and did not say one word to him, just bit my tongue. I couldn't help to imagine what a different reaction I may have had in the safety of the United States, but here is different. I would not dare cause a scene here. Thankfully no one was hurt.

We are excited to go sightseeing with our translator tomorrow and hopefully get some groceries. I am amazed that they charge you for the plastice bags for everything here. People buy loaves of bread and don't buy a bag to put it in. They carry it in their bare hands with their cigarettes, yuck! My germaphobic tendencies have really been tested here and I am realizing that I must settle down with that whole thing. This is just the way it is (but I am SO glad I packed lots of sanitizing stuff!)

We are VERY anxious to move forward to Dniprodzerzhinsk and see the kiddos. Our SDA appt is on Tues. morning and we will leave that night on the train.

Apparently we will be staying on the notary and business side of the river rather than the orphanage side. This is fine with me because I have been told it will be more comfortable with a safer environment. I would probably agree to rough it a bit more and save some money if Parker were not with us. I feel less daring traveling with the little one, plus we will be able to see Andre more often.

It seems I am able to get a better internet connection at night. I am so happy to see Christy's posts and find out that they are letting them take the kids to ice cream and on outings even before court!

I can't wait to give hugs and love to Igor and Andre. I keep dreaming about this and waking up thinking it is real. Not too far away now. We can't wait!

Much love to you all.
Sonya

It has finally become reality...

Emotions are high today as we embark on our long awaited journey to get the boys. As we were waiting at the Delta counter to be checked in, I found myself welling up with tears of joy. I felt like I needed to pinch myself. Is it a dream like so many I have had before? No, today is the real deal, and it made me cry.

Our only son Parker has been asking me every day for three months straight, "Are we going to Ukraine to get my brothers today Mom?" To which I would reply, "Not today buddy, but soon, very soon I hope". It was SO surreal and amazing to be able to shout out with joy this morning at 4 am that YES YES YES Park, TODAY IS THE DAY!! Get showered and get dressed, we've got a plane to catch!!

I am on cloud nine after speaking with the Hinkson's this am. They always uplift me. They shared good news and put me at ease about some things (going through customs). They then proceeded to amaze and shock and embarrass me all at the same time by telling me that they only brought a couple of carry on bags for the whole trip!! WOW, how cool and simple are they? They didn't check a single bag, and we are lugging everything but the kitchen sink (almost literally). Well, what can I say? I will continue to learn from this wonderful family and take pointers from them along the way.

I will hopefully learn to live more simply as the children in the orphanage do. There is much to learn from them: they are survivalists who are not picky, and can make do with what they have and still have a positive outlook on life. I will only need to see their faces and feel their hugs to be happy. This is what we are going for, and this will be one of the biggest joys in our lives. The great thing is, that we will share this experience together as a family and it will be extraordinary!

The beginning of the blog and other random thoughts...

So whaddya know, starting the blog was about the easiest thing ever! Now I am officially blogging about our family's adoption experience from this day forward.

Lots of drama has happened in the past seven months. As I don't like to dwell in the past, I will journal what happens from this point forward. We hope that things will go relatively smooth from here on out. We are so very excited to see the boys.

We did not host these boys in Oct./Nov. but the wonderful Ross family did. They ended up getting a baby in January and felt that adopting the boys was not a possibility for them. This was joyous news for us, as we had always felt a special connection to them. The boy that we hosted was adopted by Italians before we could make it over there. Funny how things work out.

I have learned SO many things just by being a part of this process so far, I can only imagine what lessons we have in store for us. Patience was never my strength, but I have now learned that some things worthwhile are worth waiting for (and that I can't control everything no matter how hard I try).

We are humbled and so grateful for the love and support that we have received from friends and family. I know we could not make it through this without all of you.

I will try my best not to get too sappy here, but I think it is so amazing that we will be in Ukraine the same time as the Hinkson family. They are a wonderfully supportive, loving family that we are proud to know. It gives us so much comfort to know we aren't flying solo over there. We have traveled internationally, but for some reason, I am nervous about this one.

So, here begins a story which we have very little control over the ending. It is exciting, scary, emotional and quite possibly the most life changing thing we have ever embarked upon. We have our plane tickets and are leaving on May 13th. There are several pages of lists of things I must do before leaving. Dean (husband), Parker (7yo son) and myself are gearing up for quite the journey here. We would love any insider tips from other families regarding travel. We are going to Dniprodzerzhinsk.

Much love to you all!

Sonya