That was the subject line of the email in my inbox this morning.
The rest of the day has been a blur.
Complete confusion? Well… yes, that too.
You see, we’re still waiting on Dalton’s passport. I say still, but really it’s only been a bit over a week. And thankfully, after a few frantic phone calls that I don’t rightly recall, I’ve surmised that it should be in my hot little hands by the end of the week.
The other conundrum is which of us, Chris or I, will travel for Tallula. Initially it was going to be me, of course. I mean, I’m the mom, forgoodnessakes. I wanna be there. From the very, very beginning. I’ve never not traveled and honestly, I’m not sure how I’d be able to contain myself if Chris we’re there, with our new baby girl, half a world away.
But Chris really wants to go. And he hasn’t been to China since we brought Shepherd home. And, well, Chris is infinitely more travel-capable than I am. He’s big. He’s strong. He doesn’t need much sleep and he doesn’t care if there is a strange meat in the dinner. And, although he can’t match girls clothes as well as I, he can put up one mean ponytail.
Need I say more?
And Poppy, sweet Poppy, has been home just over 7 months. We have to consider what would be best for her… and the rest of our kiddos.
So, we’re just not sure yet. Not sure if Chris even can go. Not sure if he should go. And not being sure right now makes my tummy do flip-flops.
Hopefully we’ll know something soon. Very soon.
Our agency is working on travel dates that would have us leaving for China in just over 2 weeks.
Will keep y’all posted… prayers most appreciated.