The First Meeting

We did it. We got to meet our new little one. I will say, one thing I know many adoptive parents question is whether or not to bring their current children with them when they meet their new child. Our meeting with Isaac was wonderful tonight but I will say it was tough managing Emerson's excitment with our desire to get to know Isaac. Then add to the mix a social worker and his current parents and it was interesting and overwhelming all at once. Before we went to his house the social worker came over and visted with us about Isaac and also discussed the week's plans. She also talked about what she felt would benifit Isaac as far as parenting styles. She went over to their house first and then we went to Target and got Isaac a Lightning McQueen car just like Emerson's and flowers for the family. When we arived Isaac recognized us from the pictures. Emerson was wound to the hilt and was totaly wild with excitment. He gave Isaac the car and Isaac called us Mommy and Daddy while pointing to the pictures we had sent him. I got down on the floor and played with the two boys while John talked to the father. Then John got on the floor and played with both of them while I talked to the mother. He is a wonderful little boy. He is smaller than Emerson and very skinny. He spent 2 years 8 months in an orphanage with a dairy alergy, so he is frail. All in good time he will be strong. He gave us hugs and did not cry once. He knows lots of words but has a hard time with pronunciation due to the cleft palet (it has only been repaired for 3 months.) Poor Emerson, when it came time to leave he just did not understand. He kept saying, "you come back home with me" "We came here to pick up my new brother." He then in true Kazakh Warrior style threw a temper tandrum that will be hard to match. John just calmly removed him from the room. We talked to the social worker after we left and she said his current family felt very good about our ability to parent Isaac. I just can't wait to get him all to our selves. It is hard to see him there. They don't like to feed him anything because it makes him "hyper" and his room is completely bear. The house does not have one kids book and there were only two toys for him to play with. All in good time. Tomorrow we go over for dinner and by Thursday he is comming to stay with us. Friday he will say his final good byes. It is all a bit sureal to me, as we spend more time with him it will sink in. I will say that we are truly the luckies most blessed people in the world. I am so thankful that the universe has unfolded perfectly. Tomorrow I will try and get some pictures of the boys playing. Tonight it would have been too akward.