Well, Day 6 was yesterday but I’m not getting around to blogging it until this morning.
Today…is the day we adopt Ashby London.
Right now, it’s 9:30 a.m. and we don’t leave to meet Ashby until 3:30 p.m….so, it’s going to be the day of waiting around the hotel room. I’ve waited 18 months, so I guess I can wait another few hours. She will be worth the wait :).
Before I get to the pics from yesterday, I want to mention one thing. Today is going to be one of the happiest days of my life but this day is coming at a price…my happiest day is the result of another mother’s saddest day.
Ashby was found in a basket in front of a hospital. They estimate she was 10 days old but we really don’t know how old she was.
She was found in a basket.
Some sweet mother carried this baby to term (in a country where they strongly encourage late term abortion), delivered her and then cared for her for many days before placing her in a basket in a location where she knew she would be found by medical professionals. I cannot imagine that this wasn’t the worst day of her life. She could have aborted her, she could have discarded her upon delivery but she didn’t. She kept her a few days, most likely nursed her, held her and loved on her before putting her somewhere where she knew she would be found.
Maybe she couldn’t keep Ashby because she was a second child?
Maybe she couldn’t keep Ashby because she was a girl?
Maybe she couldn’t keep Ashby because she has a deformation?
Who knows why she couldn’t keep Ashby? In a perfect world, all birth mothers would be able to keep their babies…but this is not a perfect world. My joy is a result of some other mother’s sorrow. I will forever be grateful for this woman who gave birth to my daughter. We will raise Ashby to have the highest respect for her birth mother. We are honored that out of this situation, God has selected us to raise this precious girl. We cannot wait to meet her later today.
Yesterday, the Shull four set out on our last day together as a family of four. After almost exactly five years together, we will be four no more. On our last day as four, we headed to the Great Wall of China…
Here we are with our hot cocoa heading up in the shuttle bus to the top where you catch a gondola to the actual wall. This was our coldest day yet!
Inside our gondola heading up to the wall! I have been in many a gondola in my life but none as steep as this one!
It was such a gorgeous view heading up to the wall :).
And here we are…on the Great Wall of China. I’m not going to lie…it was truly impressive. I felt like when I saw the Leaning Tower of Pisa for the first time…you know it’s leaning, you’ve seen a million of pictures of it leaning but when you actually stand there and see it, you’re like “dang, that thing is leaning!”. Same feeling with the Wall. I’ve seen a million pictures of it before but to actually stand there and see it…it kind of took my breath away. It’s phenomenal.
We walked a little distance of the wall, climbed in two of the towers, Smith pretended to shoot arrows off the side…such a wonderful way to spend our day.
After this, we drove an hour and a half to the airport and waited for our flight to Ashby’s city. It was a two hour flight and then an hour drive to our new hotel. When we arrived, it was 8:30 at night. Kensington was passed out asleep in the third row of the van and we had to kind of drag her out and plop her body into our umbrella stroller. Smith was crying really loudly that he had to potty and was refusing to walk. I was pulling a suitcase and carrying 5 of our carry on bags, so I had no free hands to get him to move, so I was kind of
kicking nudging him with my foot to move through the hotel lobby. One kid looked drugged in the stroller and one kid was being kicked nudged through the lobby. I’m sure those people were like, “yeah, they need a third kid.”.
Whew! Okay…we’re waiting until it’s time to leave to get Ashby!! Next post, lots of Ashby pictures :).
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