Sunday, June 12, 2011

Rewind: Kirill's Miracle Story, Part 3

Before we left Russia, in the midst of all the craziness of trying to get things in order to bring Kirill home, I wanted to post some short picture-posts of our day-to-day and the things we did before I told part 3 of K's story. I knew if I didn't, I'd forget! I think there will be one more installment because I'm so long-winded. I just don't want to forget the details of this amazing journey!

I think I left off with us waiting for the court decree. We were told that according to Russian law, the Supreme Court had 5 days to prepare the decree. So we waited. And waited. And waited. Until Day 7. Timeframes are merely a suggestion in Russia. If you're reading this blog and you're early in the process of adopting from Russia, please go ahead and wrap your mind around that fact. :) Our facilitator called every day to check on the status of the decree, and everyday he would tell us, "Maybe it will be done tomorrow. We will hope for the best." Now we have learned that "We will hope for the best" from our facilitator (who is a wonderful man) really means, "I don't know." Again, the Russian way is so much different from the American way. This is neither good nor bad, just different. Russians do not get their panties in a wad about things they have no control over...they just "hope for the best."

We started to get worried when there was no decree after the fifth day. I felt uneasy until we had that piece of paper declaring Kirill was legally ours. We had so much disappointment in the course of our adoption; things that were not only unfair but also things that went against international adoption law happened to us and so I had a hard time trusting anything anyone said. In my mind, even a ruling from the Supreme Court might be changed somehow. During those days I had a lot of anxiety and didn't sleep very well. God used that to help me pray to him more, seek his peace, and trust him more deeply.

After the sixth day, panic increased because our visas were going to expire on June 10th. We had to get Kirill, get his paperwork processed in Pskov and Moscow, and get out of the country before our visas expired. If the decree didn't come through on the next day, there was no way we would be able to get out of the country in time, even with expediting our U.S. Embassy paperwork.

We prayed and prayed that God would move the judge to finish the decree. We were advised not to pressure him too much because that could make him take longer just to exercise control. It's a frustrating place to be, trying to gently persuade yet not pressure....when you really just want to go camp out at the supreme court building with signs and loudspeakers until they give you the decree.

On day 7, our facilitator called and said, "I think the decree will be ready today at 5 p.m. Or tomorrow. But we will hope for the best." LOL! I was beyond hoping for the best. So we packed up, not knowing if the decree would be ready, but if it was we had to immediately get on a train that left at 6:30 p.m. for Pskove. We went to the courthouse at 5 p.m., frantically ran to meet the secretary who brought down the decree, got back into the car, sped to the train station in 5 o'clock Moscow traffic, only to find there were no train tickets left.

WOMP, WOMP, WOMP.

Now it's funny, but at the time I was about to burst into tears. We HAD to be in Pskov on Friday morning because we needed to get Kirill's passport application in and pick up his birth certificate. The office that does birth certificates was going to be closed on Monday so if we didn't get to Pskov by Friday, we would not be able to get his birth certificate until Tuesday, which would mean there would be NO WAY we could get out of the country by the 10th.

We watched as our facilitator talked to the woman at the train ticket counter. He came back to us and told us that he would drive us if he had to, but that he was waiting to see if she could locate two tickets. Miraculously, she found two tickets together, but we would be sharing a sleeping compartment with two other people. I didn't care as long as we were on the train!

So we boarded the train and got settled into our lovely compartment with our two Russian "friends." One of the guys was nice, but the other one was NOT happy with sharing his compartment with "Americanskis". He kept chewing us out in Russian and every other word was "Americanskis!" The nice guy kept looking at the guy and rolling his eyes, kind of a signal of solidarity with us. Although we didn't speak each other's languages, no one had any trouble understanding the other. Greg and I just laid in our beds and read with headphones on while the angry Russian guy continued to spout angrily at us. It became funny at one point because he'd been going for about 45 minutes and we were not paying him any attention. He got frustrated with us not listening to him, so he started listening to music and singing over his headphones really loudly to annoy us. I guess he didn't realize that I've worked with kids and adolescents all my life, so that really doesn't bother me. I can tune out most anything. During the night, he got up to go to the bathroom or smoke, not sure which, and I noticed a knife in his bed. I motioned to Greg because if I was getting slashed in the middle of the night, I wanted to make sure he knew who did it. In the morning, as he was gathering his things, another knife fell out of his blanket. How many knives does one need on an overnight train to Pskov? Several apparently.

We got to Pskov unharmed and checked into the hotel. We had a couple of hours to shower and eat before our appointment to get Kirill's birth certificate. We found out that birth certificates are not issued on Fridays because they do marriages that day. But, our WONDERFUL facilitator had called and gotten special permission for us to get the birth certificate due to our circumstances and the fact that the office would be closed on Monday, as I mentioned earlier. We got the adoption certificate and birth certificate; an amazing moment. I cried as the woman read the certificates to us with Kirill's new name and our names listed as his parents.

We took these documents to the passport office to get Kirill's passport. There, I got to see his passport pictures, the first pictures I had seen of him since our visit in March. I was taking pictures of the pictures with my phone and the lady at the passport office was looking at me like I was crazy.
Cutest passport pictures ever!

We found out that the orphanage director wouldn't be able to bring Kirill to us until Monday. They had an official state visitor that day, so we had to wait over the weekend. It was tough after all the waiting we had already done, but we rested and got to see a lot of Pskov, which is a beautiful city.

Monday morning we woke up and anxiously awaited Kirill's arrival. It was such a wonderful reunion. I'll let the video do the talking!




Stay tuned, Part 4, the final installment, coming soon!

23 comments:

  1. oK, as if i didn't cry enough with the video on FB here I am, the Gregory Kirill Groupie, sobbing on your blog, LOL
    So many miracles! so many things you cannot explain except to say it was God.

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  2. Ok, the train ride totally made me laugh out loud! LOVE the video <3

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  3. Crying tears of joy with you. Thank you for letting us experience your journey alongside you, Tesney.

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  4. Endless congrats! It is amazing to see your family of 4 together!!!! God moved mountains and I have a feeling with Kirills story he will be moving many more!!! ENDLESS blessings and congrats!!!

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  5. Knives? Really? Oh my! Hysterical now, but not then, I'm sure. What an adventure! God bless you for your love of Kirill and the heavenly Father who watches over all. Great testimony! I can't wait to read the rest of the story. It's not often I can laugh through my tears.

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  6. Thank you for sharing the video!! I've been waiting to see it!! Just beautiful!!!

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  7. Oh that smile of his. He recognized his Mama once you started hugging, kissing and talking to him.:):)

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  8. It's amazing what faith can do <3 I know we had moments when we thought that was "it" and he would never be able to come home. But I think everyone held on to just enough faith...that one day we would all be here, celebrating you as a family of four.

    God bless!

    Brooke Annessa
    www.theannessafamily.blogspot.com

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  9. So happy to see him where he belongs. We all held on to just enough faith to dream about this moment, when he was finally home with his family. And God is so good to see it through!

    Brooke Annessa
    www.theannessafamily.blogspot.com

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  10. Tesney, you are getting way too good at making all of us cry. That video! Oh the kisses for your son and his waving. Tears of happiness!

    You write as many "Parts" as you need to to get the story out. I love the details that you are sharing with us. I know that many of my friends are enduring many hurdles and bumps right now and your story is helping them realize that nothing is impossible.

    As for the guy on the train. . . that would creep me out with the knives.

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  11. Crying happy tears...you can see Kirill start the blossoming process within seconds in your arms. What love will do for a child- it's absolutely amazing. Much love to you and your beautiful family.

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  12. Crying crying crying...SO BEAUTIFUL! Thank you so much for sharing your story! :)

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  13. So precious!
    knives: yikes! lol
    video: me boohooing- such happy tears!

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  14. After following your blog and reading about Kirill, I feel like I know your family. The video was wonderful and I am definitely crying joyful tears!

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  15. Hello my name is Jamie and I am a Kirill junkie! I can't get enough of this! I was so touched watching the video. Really hope that we get to meet in person soon! Jamie

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  16. Ok, the joy on your face made me cry. a lot. I can't believe you guys are FINALLY home. My entire workplace knows about you all, since I can't stop grinning!

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  17. reminds me of our trip. Each time something fell apart it was like dominoes because you had a process and deadlines. Just be thankful you didnt have your little one with you for all the trips. I loved spending time with our little one but the running with a 42 lb little one, lost in a crowd, in and out of taxis in the middle of busy traffic etc was hard. SOOOO joyful as we see Gods hand work in all of our stories. His ear is inclined to the cries of the orphan for sure, and those that cry on their behalf.

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  18. My daughter and son in law sat beside you on the plane from Russia. You made a huge impression on them, they were returning from a mission trip. They hope to be able to adopt someday. I have adopted two US children and am in the process of adopting a third.

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  19. I cried my eyes out watching the video! I am so glad he is home with his family! Praise God!
    Vanessa

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  20. Wow, God was with you on the train. And that reunion video...THE BEST! Happy tears here!

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  21. What a wonderful moment to know he is yours now FORVER! Miracles really do happen!

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