<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:48:24.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bringing Rita Home</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog was created to document our journey to our daughter, Rita XingMin, 
who is waiting for us in China.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-3491400667639308274</id><published>2010-03-09T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T07:56:31.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months later</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6gd25ihTiI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/7gZAG1Clto8/s1600-h/2_feb_015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451640177927736866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6gd25ihTiI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/7gZAG1Clto8/s320/2_feb_015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Sunday we celebrated 6 months of being a family of four! It seems like we have always been a family. Rita's transition has been beyond anything we ever hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In celebration of our 6 month anniversary I am doing a post. Yes, I've been a total slacker with posting. I've been busy with 2 very active girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously I can't post all the amazing things that have happened in 6 months so I am going to talk a bit about Rita's personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is happy, happy, happy! She is sunshine-on-a-stick! She is the most joyous person I have ever met. When she wakes up in the morning she gets so excited about identifying everyone in the family. She points to herself and says "Reeee-aah!" Then she does mommy, daddy and Lucy. And she laughs, laughs, laughs! Then she does it all again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S5cJP6x-nDI/AAAAAAAAAYY/-3QEoTNRYFQ/s1600-h/january+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446832443409472562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S5cJP6x-nDI/AAAAAAAAAYY/-3QEoTNRYFQ/s320/january+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rita has been going to daycare 1 or 2 days a week. It took her a while to get used to it, but now she loves it. I think her favorite thing about school is singing songs. She gets VERY excited about singing! She sings "Twinkle Twinkle," "ABCs," "Wheels on the Bus," and "Moon, Moon, Moon." She REALLY likes "Moon, Moon, Moon."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6jUv40gDcI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/pDsdb_S_0a8/s1600-h/night+night"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451841268103515586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6jUv40gDcI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/pDsdb_S_0a8/s320/night+night" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we pick her up from school she gets crazy excited to see us! I've never seen anyone get so excited about anything! Hugs, kisses, more hugs and kisses! She squeals "mommy!" over and over. Even 6 months later she still gets that excited to see us. It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is becoming quite a talker. And eater! She is a two-fisted eater. She gets ridiculously excited about food, junk food in particular. She is finally starting to try some vegatables as well as a bigger variety of fruits, but she would eat nothing but chips and candy if we let her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S5cIawFG-xI/AAAAAAAAAYI/6voEGUrCztc/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446831530003856146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S5cIawFG-xI/AAAAAAAAAYI/6voEGUrCztc/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her first full English sentance was "I want more." That was quickly followed by "Lucy did it." She blames her sister for everything. Her 3rd sentance was "Mommy tooted." I have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite things is putting her to bed. We have about 30 - 40 minutes of uninterupted Rita-Mommy time. She loves to read "boops." We have fun reading the Sandra Boynton books. Then she likes to play "Patty Cake" and "Peekaboo." Then we sing songs. Lots and lots of songs. When we finally get to singing "Billy Boy" she lays her head on my shoulder and starts to go to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we first got home from China I could put her in her crib and walk away. She would put herself to sleep without any books or games or singing. I guess I "untaught" her to put herself to bed but it is totally worth it. We have the best time at night-night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S5cHi3iQdPI/AAAAAAAAAX4/b6eqQzNdxSc/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446830569932485874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S5cHi3iQdPI/AAAAAAAAAX4/b6eqQzNdxSc/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy and Rita are awesome sisters. They play and they fight. Rita is very physical and defintely has the upper hand. We are teaching Lucy how to dodge a direct hit. Lucy loves to dance, and it is very funny to watch Rita try to mimic her every move.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rita also mimics everything she hears. She loves to "God bless us"after we sneeze. She's very quick with a "please" and "thank you." and "you're welcome." We haven't intentionally taught her any of this - she just repeats whatever she hears. With gusto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its been an amazin 6 months. It truly feels like she has been in our family forever. She is the perfect addition. I really, really want to post more pictures but can't get the blog to do what i want it to do. *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for reading. Maybe I'll post again in another 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-3491400667639308274?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/3491400667639308274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/3491400667639308274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/3491400667639308274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='6 months later'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6gd25ihTiI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/7gZAG1Clto8/s72-c/2_feb_015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-2720920652843740099</id><published>2009-10-12T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:07:23.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredible</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPumaZlRoI/AAAAAAAAAXw/tGCX8oeFhuM/s1600-h/IMG_2340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391915522581677698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPumaZlRoI/AAAAAAAAAXw/tGCX8oeFhuM/s320/IMG_2340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPuNPbD_zI/AAAAAAAAAXo/CAe5Tu1QGrk/s1600-h/IMG_2383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391915090138365746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPuNPbD_zI/AAAAAAAAAXo/CAe5Tu1QGrk/s320/IMG_2383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPt7vGqQ-I/AAAAAAAAAXg/VmGIWPZevK8/s1600-h/IMG_2338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391914789405082594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPt7vGqQ-I/AAAAAAAAAXg/VmGIWPZevK8/s320/IMG_2338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPtt9RNnAI/AAAAAAAAAXY/NubslP9rcD4/s1600-h/IMG_2345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391914552689269762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPtt9RNnAI/AAAAAAAAAXY/NubslP9rcD4/s320/IMG_2345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPtciQo_FI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/TZJfF3V6sCw/s1600-h/IMG_2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391914253381336146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPtciQo_FI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/TZJfF3V6sCw/s320/IMG_2369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPtEZp015I/AAAAAAAAAXI/_32fs99pszg/s1600-h/IMG_2358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391913838754191250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPtEZp015I/AAAAAAAAAXI/_32fs99pszg/s320/IMG_2358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPspJeqtqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/PS9XFyPPfl8/s1600-h/IMG_2374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391913370555954850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPspJeqtqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/PS9XFyPPfl8/s320/IMG_2374.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPn-OZismI/AAAAAAAAAW4/iKluuJO3Vok/s1600-h/IMG_2398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391908235095749218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPn-OZismI/AAAAAAAAAW4/iKluuJO3Vok/s320/IMG_2398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;When we were going through the final processes, especially the fundraising, I continued to have a certain song in my head. It was running through my brain almost constantly. One week I mentioned it to my friend Anna. She told me that she often had that same song in her head when they were heading to Vietnam to bring home Jasmine. So... I guess I shouldn't have been too surprised when we went back to our church for the first time since China and this was the song they were singing when we walked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What kind of God would do this for me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Victory. Grace. and Mercy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is so special. Simply Incredible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He IS incredible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;An incredible God deserves incredible praise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Incredible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He IS so incredible. He does miracles every day and so often they go unnoticed. But He really outdid Himself with this one. I love it when God makes himself and his goodness so obvious that you just cannot deny how He loves us so. Now that we have our huge miracle I am happy to sit back and watch all the tiny little miracles He has in store for my family. Praise Him, praise Him. He IS incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm going to post a ton of photos of my miracles. Yes, I am still dressing them alike. Can't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-2720920652843740099?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/2720920652843740099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/10/incredible.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/2720920652843740099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/2720920652843740099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/10/incredible.html' title='Incredible'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/StPumaZlRoI/AAAAAAAAAXw/tGCX8oeFhuM/s72-c/IMG_2340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-1738763775971817695</id><published>2009-10-07T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:42:05.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Ss1RddqhCJI/AAAAAAAAAWw/mIn54aYpZVo/s1600-h/IMG_2314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390053895653361810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Ss1RddqhCJI/AAAAAAAAAWw/mIn54aYpZVo/s320/IMG_2314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Ss1RHrKGIZI/AAAAAAAAAWo/E3VnoFN6DgY/s1600-h/IMG_2300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390053521318355346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Ss1RHrKGIZI/AAAAAAAAAWo/E3VnoFN6DgY/s320/IMG_2300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Ss1QrM_lI0I/AAAAAAAAAWg/TQGsxIQY0mk/s1600-h/IMG_2283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390053032184849218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Ss1QrM_lI0I/AAAAAAAAAWg/TQGsxIQY0mk/s320/IMG_2283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Ss1QPCtThMI/AAAAAAAAAWY/xGRQ1OpTbI8/s1600-h/IMG_2325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390052548387505346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Ss1QPCtThMI/AAAAAAAAAWY/xGRQ1OpTbI8/s320/IMG_2325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Ss1P6ZYR9QI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/6XXss4HB1AQ/s1600-h/IMG_2332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390052193696085250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Ss1P6ZYR9QI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/6XXss4HB1AQ/s320/IMG_2332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Ss1PjEoiPwI/AAAAAAAAAWI/RnmwfYjM7fo/s1600-h/IMG_2263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390051792990125826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Ss1PjEoiPwI/AAAAAAAAAWI/RnmwfYjM7fo/s320/IMG_2263.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Ss1PSoe8oQI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gTsqh9Rih70/s1600-h/IMG_2266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390051510555812098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Ss1PSoe8oQI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gTsqh9Rih70/s320/IMG_2266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am too tired and sick to write anything clever, but my girls are SO beautiful that I have to post photos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-1738763775971817695?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/1738763775971817695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/10/beautiful-girls.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/1738763775971817695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/1738763775971817695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/10/beautiful-girls.html' title='Beautiful Girls'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Ss1RddqhCJI/AAAAAAAAAWw/mIn54aYpZVo/s72-c/IMG_2314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-2982973683157132582</id><published>2009-10-03T19:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:50:20.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rita starts school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsgNFhA-__I/AAAAAAAAAV4/KDlPndQhwH8/s1600-h/IMG_2250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388571342561804274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsgNFhA-__I/AAAAAAAAAV4/KDlPndQhwH8/s320/IMG_2250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having fun in the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsgMbpFVneI/AAAAAAAAAVw/HD3fHCgj-Iw/s1600-h/IMG_2146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388570623173041634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsgMbpFVneI/AAAAAAAAAVw/HD3fHCgj-Iw/s320/IMG_2146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heading out to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsgMNjEshCI/AAAAAAAAAVo/PTwSbXOAdNE/s1600-h/IMG_2145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388570381041566754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsgMNjEshCI/AAAAAAAAAVo/PTwSbXOAdNE/s320/IMG_2145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matching outfits - Lucy's choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rita has 3 days of "school" under her belt. The first day wasn't so bad. She had visited the school before during Lucy pick-up and drop-offs, so she seemed comfortable. Once she got to her classroom, she got distracted fairly quickly. By the time I finished her paperwork, she was not crying and she was checking things out. I was able to slip out the door.&lt;br /&gt;When I picked her up, Ms. Dani (her teacher) had made a beautiful photo book of her first day. There were photos of her outside, playing on the slide, getting ready for her nap. (She only napped for 15 minutes, but its a start) She was not crying in the photos, but she definitely wasn't smiling either. It is going to take some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the kids in her class look HUGE! They all look so much bigger and older than Rita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd and 3rd day were actually tougher than the first. She knew what was going on and she was not happy about the drop off. There have been so few times where she has cried for me. It was really, really hard to walk away while she was reaching out to me. I wanted to take her back and call in sick! Normally I would "console" myself by promising to leave work early to pick her up. But I knew I had a full day and wouldn't be able to get her until 6:30. Both times I picked her up she was pretty upset. The teachers told me that she does well during the day, but that she starts getting upset around 4:30 or 5 when other mommies start picking up kids. Next week we will have to find a way to get her earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Saturday, we finally got some family time at home! Lucy and Rita and I baked muffins. Then Rita went grocery shopping with me. She didn't want to sit in the cart, but eventually she got distracted and stopped crying. She didn't cry again until she saw the Pringles. It wasn't enough for her to eat pringles. It wasn't enough to hold the can. She needed to hold the can and eat directly from it. I think she ate almost half a can. That's approximately 50 pringles. That can't be good!&lt;br /&gt;When we got back, Chris took the girls fishing on the boat. They had a blast! Then Lucy made fruit salad while Chris and I made dinner. We had a really good time at dinner. Rita clearly knows that we are her family and she is a part. She loves it when we are all 4 together. She is less and less Daddy-attached every day. She and Lucy are so funny together. It is so great to see her happy and laughing and running around the house. I think I have photos to post. Then I'm going to bed. Having two kids is exhausting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-2982973683157132582?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/2982973683157132582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/10/rita-starts-school.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/2982973683157132582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/2982973683157132582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/10/rita-starts-school.html' title='Rita starts school'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsgNFhA-__I/AAAAAAAAAV4/KDlPndQhwH8/s72-c/IMG_2250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-2906254908094026840</id><published>2009-09-29T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T19:22:34.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK_yQ9-WxI/AAAAAAAAAVg/b0J63Vw62ok/s1600-h/IMG_1932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387078974557805330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK_yQ9-WxI/AAAAAAAAAVg/b0J63Vw62ok/s320/IMG_1932.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy and Hannah - reunited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK_jvGfmLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/umIMSy-d48c/s1600-h/IMG_2104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387078724948564146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK_jvGfmLI/AAAAAAAAAVY/umIMSy-d48c/s320/IMG_2104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My beautiful girls on the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK_ShAAkOI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8FMZuVByVEU/s1600-h/IMG_2041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387078429105492194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK_ShAAkOI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8FMZuVByVEU/s320/IMG_2041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's been a long journey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK-091GOHI/AAAAAAAAAVI/d5u7hnp6O68/s1600-h/IMG_2023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387077921448278130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK-091GOHI/AAAAAAAAAVI/d5u7hnp6O68/s320/IMG_2023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rita joins other China Girls to celebrate Moon Festival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK-ZUIEH9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/yHL-zW-lzoM/s1600-h/IMG_1949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387077446397075410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK-ZUIEH9I/AAAAAAAAAVA/yHL-zW-lzoM/s320/IMG_1949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; crafts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK9M-kzOXI/AAAAAAAAAU4/xUoCqFOCYuI/s1600-h/IMG_1894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387076134941964658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK9M-kzOXI/AAAAAAAAAU4/xUoCqFOCYuI/s320/IMG_1894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; spending time with Michelle and Steve at O'Hare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK82K9zR2I/AAAAAAAAAUw/MT88souDzqw/s1600-h/IMG_1890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387075743131060066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK82K9zR2I/AAAAAAAAAUw/MT88souDzqw/s320/IMG_1890.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy with some dancers at the airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK8fXvl9MI/AAAAAAAAAUo/KWts8EaN-3Y/s1600-h/IMG_1889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387075351424136386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK8fXvl9MI/AAAAAAAAAUo/KWts8EaN-3Y/s320/IMG_1889.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;settling in for a LONG flight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK8IrgGNAI/AAAAAAAAAUg/g2ueax8jmao/s1600-h/IMG_1880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387074961590858754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK8IrgGNAI/AAAAAAAAAUg/g2ueax8jmao/s320/IMG_1880.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Passing the time with friends at the Hong Kong airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK7oJKUnNI/AAAAAAAAAUY/pB-HacUcpow/s1600-h/IMG_1922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387074402616909010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK7oJKUnNI/AAAAAAAAAUY/pB-HacUcpow/s320/IMG_1922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rita LOVES to swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been back in Orlando for over a week now, so its probably time for me to do a post! (Although I continue to be shocked, yet grateful, that people take the time to read this blog!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I even talk about the 14 hour plane ride home with 2 children? Actually it wasn't that bad. We totally trashed the back row of the plane (row 61!) but we made it to Chicago safe and sound. I expected that Rita would spend the entire flight on Chris's lap. I was pleasantly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; about 6 hours in that she decided to have a little Mommy-time. She is always willing to play with me, but rarely wanting to sit on my lap. I cherish every moment she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chooses&lt;/span&gt; to share with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were very surprised to find Steve and Michelle waiting at the Chicago airport to greet us. They drove 3+ hours up from Indianapolis to give us a grand welcome. Unfortunately, I was a bit distracted when I saw them because I was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;searching&lt;/span&gt; the airport for the PERSON WHO TOOK RITA'S PASSPORT! We had taken the coveted and irreplaceable "brown envelope" through all the checkpoints. We finally got it to its finally resting place and were waiting for our names to be called. Finally we heard our name and approached the desk to get Rita's passport. It was gone. The guy behind the desk says "Huh. Someone must have taken it." WHAT?? I was pretty freaked out. I thought he had lost our entire packet! Panic. Turns out that the only thing taken was Rita's Chinese passport and visa. Eventually we figured out that a) we did not need it to leave the airport and b) it was taken by another family in our group by accident. It has since been mailed back to us. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rental car place did not have the car seat we requested so I sat in the backseat with Rita on my lap as we drove to my parents. It was the best ever! (Aside from me being paranoid about getting in an accident or being pulled over.) By the time we got to Mom and Dad's, Rita and I were best friends! It was so great for me to get to carry my new daughter into my parents house. It would have been fine if Chris had carried her, but it was really &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; for me to do it. She was in a GREAT mood when we got there. She was doling out kisses and hugs and headbutts by the dozen. She was charming, to say the least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita got to meet TONS of relatives over the weekend. We went to Lake Geneva to celebrate my parent's 80&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthdays. Even though we were really tired and jet-lagged, it was a great weekend. We actually managed the jet lag better this time than we did with Lucy's trip. The only "complaint" I have is the baggage management. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yowzers&lt;/span&gt; we've got a lot of stuff! I could happily go another year without packing or unpacking another bag! (Unless there is a cruise involved.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the highlights of our trip (for me) was a girl's afternoon out. I got up early to go to Clare's (my "niece") baby shower, I got back &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; 12:30 and my family was still snoozing! When Rita finally woke up, we didn't let her see Chris. Lucy and I took her on an outing with my sister, niece and mother. She did great! Again, I got lots of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt;'. She is definitely a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;monogamous girl. If she is with daddy, she does not want anyone else. Turns out, if she happens to be with me (no daddy) she only wants me. She will still flirt and play with others, but she won't let anyone else hold her or push her stroller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;On Monday we got back on a plane and headed to Orlando. We finally made it to our home around 8:30 pm. Imagine my surprise to find a refrigerator filled with Cracker Barrel food (meatload, corn, potatoes...), my counter covered with snacks (including Rita's favorite - pringles!) and wonderful kid surprises like sticker books and bubbles. There was even fresh fruit! What a thoughtful thing to do! This was the work of "row 2 plus a few", a handlful of wonderful and talented women that I met a few years ago singing with Encore. Gretchen was helping us out by bringing in our mail. She masterminded the whole thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;In addition, the lovely and talented Shannan had set up our table with matching kids plates, bowls, coloring books, crayons and balloons. Does it get any better than that? Actually, it does! In each girl's bedroom was a holloween tote back filled with tons of goodies. Feather boa (what girl doesn't need that?) stuffed pluto, fairy wings, ballet skirt, jump rope... As I am writing this I am realizing that I don't actually know who did this. Shannan, was this you? I was so overwhelmed (and tired) by all of these amazing surprises that I'm not even sure where they all came from! Seriously, don't I have the best friends in the world??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;So, we got home Monday evening and I was back to work Tuesday morning. Uhg. The ad sales must go on. It was such a luxury to stay home with Lucy for the first 4 weeks. I'd give my left arm. Unfortunatley, even my left arm isn't going to get me any days off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Chris has been staying home with Rita while I've been trying to establish a new routine for our new and improved family. All things considered, I'd say we are doing pretty well. Chris is really ready for Rita to start daycare. I am really ready for a free weekend! Last weekend we journied to Ormond Beach for Moon Festival. It was really fun to see all our China friends, but I could have done without another round of packing and unpacking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lucy is handling things like a champ. She is having some regression issues, but nothing we didn't expect. She called me at work yesterday around 4:00. She was crying and saying "Mommy, I need you!" Who could possibly resist that? I went home and gave my big girl some extra lovin'. After that, she was fine for the rest of the evening. She and Rita are hilarious together! Monkey see, monkey do! Rita tries to do everything her big sister does. They are dancing, twirling, booty-shaking little monkeys! They had a really good time playing on the beach together last weekend. We had a full 3 hours of Mommy/Lucy/Rita beach time. I have a nasty sunburn on my back, but it was totally worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Did I mention that Rita pee peed on the potty this morning? She is a genius. We threw a big pee pee party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tomorrow is Rita's first day at daycare. Wish us luck! I expect she will be fine after her first hour. I expect I will be a mess the entire day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-2906254908094026840?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/2906254908094026840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/2906254908094026840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/2906254908094026840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SsK_yQ9-WxI/AAAAAAAAAVg/b0J63Vw62ok/s72-c/IMG_1932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-6849241324859282715</id><published>2009-09-17T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T05:27:38.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rita and Mommy had a good day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrIrKi4XGKI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/U_M9lwcKDOk/s1600-h/IMG_1832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382411964823050402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrIrKi4XGKI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/U_M9lwcKDOk/s320/IMG_1832.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrIqYfe0s3I/AAAAAAAAAUI/CI4CDV4NAyM/s1600-h/IMG_1834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382411104917173106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrIqYfe0s3I/AAAAAAAAAUI/CI4CDV4NAyM/s320/IMG_1834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrIpUptyGJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/0dcVJIcPGFg/s1600-h/IMG_1821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382409939433166994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrIpUptyGJI/AAAAAAAAAUA/0dcVJIcPGFg/s320/IMG_1821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrIo0DK_cbI/AAAAAAAAAT4/M4Gd1ooUqv0/s1600-h/IMG_1808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382409379330879922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrIo0DK_cbI/AAAAAAAAAT4/M4Gd1ooUqv0/s320/IMG_1808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrInp-2YHXI/AAAAAAAAATw/nqE-W6TcV9g/s1600-h/IMG_1788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382408106860354930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrInp-2YHXI/AAAAAAAAATw/nqE-W6TcV9g/s320/IMG_1788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of encouraging moments today!&lt;br /&gt;1. This morning all 4 of us snuggled in bed as we were waking up (around 4:30). Rita gave me extra snuggles and extra kisses. She let me hold her and play with her more than usual. The key part is that she let me hold her without touching Chris.&lt;br /&gt;2. She spent a lot more time with me at breakfast. Chris went off to get his omelet and she wasn’t too concerned. Well, at least not the first couple of times!&lt;br /&gt;3. She sat on my lap for some photos at the White Swan. I have the photos to prove it!&lt;br /&gt;4. She sat on my lap during part of lunch (at Lucy’s Café!) Actually, she sat on my lap twice without complaining. Although the second time she was eating apple pie and ice cream so I think she would have been okay sitting on Godzilla’s lap. Hey Mama Rita – Li’l Rita likes apple ale mode too! I’m going to post a photo of this and I don’t even care that I’m wearing my glasses and my bra strap is showing.&lt;br /&gt;5. She sat on my lap a little bit in the cab. Not touching daddy.&lt;br /&gt;6. She got upset when daddy scolded her today. She let me pick her up and comfort her. That was the best!!&lt;br /&gt;7. I took her away from daddy to bring her to the restroom to change her diaper. No crying! Only giggling!&lt;br /&gt;8. Later I took a crying Rita away from daddy (who had had enough!) to the bathroom with me. She calmed right down and thoroughly enjoyed wasting about 3 yards of the hotels toilet paper. Giggling!&lt;br /&gt;9. This evening Chris was relaxing on the bed while I was all over the place trying to get this mess packed. She followed me around like a little puppy dog! It was truly adorable. She had no interest in getting on the bed with Chris.&lt;br /&gt;10. When Chris went down to settle up with the hotel, I bathed both the girls, washed their hair, lotioned ‘em up, and got their jammies on. No problem!&lt;br /&gt;This may all seem minor to you, but it is huge to me. I think she is starting to forget that she’s not supposed to like me. I know that tomorrow it could all change, but it was still a good day. I am looking forward to more good days.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention her hilarious laugh? She opens her mouth really big and breathes in, making this really funny nasal noise. It cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;I just spent my very last 52 Chinese yuan on the tackiest “Burberry London” t-shirt you have ever seen! I had to unload the money, plus I don’t have a single clean (or even remotely passable) short sleeve shirt. It has rhinestones on it. It is an XL and it is still tight. I’m gonna be one hot mama wearing that beauty tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;We need to be out of our room at 5:30 tomorrow morning. I expect tomorrow will be one of the longest days of my life. 3 hour bus ride to Hong Kong. All luggage off the bus for customs, then back on. Luggage back off at the airport. 13 hour flight with 2 tired and cranky girls, plus their tired and cranky daddy. Good times!&lt;br /&gt;I’ll try to post from Chicago to let you know if all 4 of us survived the journey! Thank you so much for reading my blog. Now, feed your children and clean your house. Seriously, don’t you have better things to do?&lt;br /&gt;Love and kisses (not the head butt kind) to all of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-6849241324859282715?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/6849241324859282715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/rita-and-mommy-had-good-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/6849241324859282715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/6849241324859282715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/rita-and-mommy-had-good-day.html' title='Rita and Mommy had a good day!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrIrKi4XGKI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/U_M9lwcKDOk/s72-c/IMG_1832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-3370946984082406035</id><published>2009-09-16T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T05:08:43.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rita has a passport!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrImvljpaWI/AAAAAAAAATo/Hs05GTCWGYY/s1600-h/IMG_1774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382407103638497634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrImvljpaWI/AAAAAAAAATo/Hs05GTCWGYY/s320/IMG_1774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrIlqVAPvvI/AAAAAAAAATg/rSe31mVqUCY/s1600-h/IMG_1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382405913784073970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrIlqVAPvvI/AAAAAAAAATg/rSe31mVqUCY/s320/IMG_1773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrGQdoYZoiI/AAAAAAAAATY/2hrCOb0bVRY/s1600-h/IMG_1510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382241868414820898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrGQdoYZoiI/AAAAAAAAATY/2hrCOb0bVRY/s320/IMG_1510.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrGPhnBCQiI/AAAAAAAAATQ/noFQp-CoQN8/s1600-h/IMG_1731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382240837256233506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrGPhnBCQiI/AAAAAAAAATQ/noFQp-CoQN8/s320/IMG_1731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning at 9:00 am we supposedly had a US Consulate appointment. Because we are working through an agency, we do a bunch of paperwork that allows the agency representative to attend the appointment for us. Then all the parents go to the Consulate the following day to show their faces, take an oath and get the baby's passports/visas.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, we didn’t actually have an appointment. According to Amy, our guide, AWAA sent a request to the consulate for 9 appointments and they approved 8 of them. Ours was not approved because of some missing paperwork. I am guessing that the missing paperwork was Chris’s fingerprints since there were some complications with those. I did receive an email from our agency that our appointment was approved. I double checked. I’m not sure why they told us that we had approval. Obviously someone wasn’t paying attention. It all worked out okay though. According to Amy, in all the years she has worked for AWAA, this has never happened. However, the US Consulate still allowed her to submit our request for the passport/visa. Amy must have told me 4 times how lucky we were. (Once again, covered in grace.)&lt;br /&gt;There were two other families that had some issues with their paperwork. It was pretty scary because if the paperwork isn’t exactly right you can be turned down for a passport/visa. You are still the legal parent of that child (that happened on Tuesday) you just can’t take them into the US. Amy definitely earned her money today! I am happy to say that the entire group finally got approved. This is NOT something that you take for granted!&lt;br /&gt;Normally we would go the consulate the following day to do the oath, but they had us come this afternoon. It was nice to have the security of getting the passport a day early.&lt;br /&gt;I was freakishly emotional at the Consulate. I cannot remember if I was like that with Lucy or not. I’ll have to go back and read my Lucy blog! I’m guessing that I was. I kept looking around and seeing all these families who have been through so much to bring these children home. Some of these families have been in the process over 5 years. Each has their own story about what they went through and how they came to the decision to adopt. There were old families, young families, families with multiple kids, rich families, poor families, single parent families. And the children were just as varied. Some were older and had been waiting for a family for a long time. Some were tiny little babies (whose parents had been waiting a long time!) There were cleft babies, heart babies, boys, girls and one young lady (about 9 or so) who was in a wheel chair. I wondered what her story was and how she came to her family. I can tell you that her family looked awfully happy to have her! Anyway, I just found the whole thing very emotional. And I couldn’t help but think about the thousands of children who will never have families. Even knowing that, this process is so grueling and so long that I know in my heart we will not do it again. It’s not that we wouldn’t be happy to parent 3 children (Although we’ve got our hands full with the two we’ve got!) we just don’t have what it takes to go through it again. And, we’re old.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Rita is doing very well. She has finally figured out how to give kisses without incorporating a head butt. However, you never know which is coming so you have to be prepared. She also likes to grab my nose to see what noise I will make. Considering the state of my nose these days it can be pretty painful, but I make noises anyway because I love to see her laugh!&lt;br /&gt;She laughs a lot. She is a funny girl! She and Lucy crack each other up. Rita is doing great with me. She easily lets me change her diaper and dress her. She plays with me in the room without any concern as to where Chris is. She lets me pick her up and put her down, sometimes with the occasional hug. She gives me TONS of kisses! But she still won’t let me carry her, or push her stroller or sit on my lap on the bus or during meals. Chris is clearly her main man. I’m not hurt by this (the kisses make up for it) but I am a tiny big concerned. The hardest part is that she won’t let me comfort her when she is upset. It is really tough to see your baby cry and not be able to help her. Even though Lucy was letting me carry her at this point, we didn’t totally bond until we spent 4 weeks at home together while Chris went to work. This time I will go right back to work while Chris gets to spend two days a week with the girls. This certainly isn’t going to advance my case much further! However, there is nothing I can do about this except trust and be patient. Poor Chris is worn out.&lt;br /&gt;Lucy and I did a quick mommy/daughter shopping trip this afternoon so she could pick out souvenirs for Miss Rita and Mr. Cha Cha (her teachers). She needs alone time because she is constantly competing with Rita for our attention. I let her get a pair or squeaky shoes. I had a weak moment. But she was SO EXCITED to get them! She was so proud as she squeak, squeak, squeaked her way around that store. I am pretty sure that everyone else in that store wanted to choke me for letting her wear them, but I’ll never see them again. They live in China! We’ll let her get in a couple good days of squeak, then we’ll remove the squeakers.&lt;br /&gt;Last thing. I have to tell the cutest moment of the day. Rita was napping but it was time to wake her up. Lucy crawled into the crib and gave her a kiss on her cheek. Rita opened her eyes, and then gave a big smile. Then she sat up and immediately lunged at Lucy with a big head-butt kissy. Both girls started giggling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-3370946984082406035?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/3370946984082406035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/rita-has-passport.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/3370946984082406035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/3370946984082406035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/rita-has-passport.html' title='Rita has a passport!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SrImvljpaWI/AAAAAAAAATo/Hs05GTCWGYY/s72-c/IMG_1774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-5748255776371571486</id><published>2009-09-15T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T06:25:40.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Good Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq-Vyqvp_VI/AAAAAAAAATI/am60V00os3k/s1600-h/IMG_1772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381684777431203154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq-Vyqvp_VI/AAAAAAAAATI/am60V00os3k/s320/IMG_1772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq-Vl4e4AHI/AAAAAAAAATA/CGwaf8h8hQ8/s1600-h/IMG_1770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381684557780615282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq-Vl4e4AHI/AAAAAAAAATA/CGwaf8h8hQ8/s320/IMG_1770.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq-TkMug7sI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Mkxxe5ZXApk/s1600-h/IMG_1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381682329831927490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq-TkMug7sI/AAAAAAAAAS4/Mkxxe5ZXApk/s320/IMG_1748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every day we become more and more of a family. Today was a nice, relaxed day. We were at the BBB (yep, big breakfast buffet) by 7 am. We hung out there until close to 10 because a) there is a play area b) the girls are more grazers than full-on eaters and c) it is nice to spend time with the other families.&lt;br /&gt;We are learning what Rita will and won't eat. She is much pickier than Lucy was. She will eat watermelon and yogurt and white rice. You can count on those three things. Other than that, you just don't know. She will NOT eat chicken mcnuggets. Can't say that I blame her.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get a lot of play time with Rita this morning because this mucus infestation is seriously kicking my hiney. Fortunately one of the other mommys (thank you Dawn!) gave me some sudafed and vitamin C powder. Sudafed is the only thing that seems to give me some releif. By 2:00 I was starting to feel human again.&lt;br /&gt;Lucy spent most of the afternoon on a "playdate" with Natalie. Thank you Natalie's mommy! The girls watched movies, colored and played. It gave me a chance to rest and hang out with Rita without Lucy getting jealous.&lt;br /&gt;At 2:00 we met up with 3 other families and took the subway to an interesting shopping plaza. Chris found out about it from another family at breakfast. It was fun to take the subway and get out on our own a bit. The shopping plaza was pretty unique. I don't even know how to describe it. Think of an 8 story flea market where each shop specializes in 1 thing, like hairbows or stuffed animals or kids' backpacks. The prices were super cheap, but so was the merchandise. We did buy a couple of Disney puzzles and some Barbie stickers, but that was it. It is the kind of place where you could put together excellent goodie bags for your kid's birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to the hotel we all met up at the pool. Unfortunately I left Rita's swimsuit in Chicago. I'll have to buy one tomorrow because she LOVED the water! Loved it! Just like Lucy, she couldn't wait to get in and had a huge grin on her face the whole time. I probably shouldn't have let her swim without her suit and water diapers, but she was sooooo excited about it. I didn't have a suit (not because I forgot but because some things should remain covered at all times) but I sat on the edge with her. I got drenched but I didn't care. If I had let her she would have dived in head first. Two risk-takers under the age of 5. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;The pool was really fun because it was the most close time that I've had with her without her daddy. He was in the pool with Lucy. She was perfectly happy hanging out with me. Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;After the pool we ordered pizza with the other families and waited and hour and a half for it. It was totally worth the wait. Rita wasn't too interested in the pizza, but Lucy chowed on 2 pieces! Apparently swimming makes her hungry. Rita ate another (3rd one today?) container of yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;Would you like to hear some cute things that Rita is doing? Sure you would! Today Lucy gave me a big kissy. Immediatly after Rita ran right up to give me a kiss too. I guess she didn't want to be left out. (it was a real kiss without the head butt!)&lt;br /&gt;She says her name so well! She knows it is her because she'll say REEETTAAA and point to herself. She can also identify Daddy, Mommy and Lucy.&lt;br /&gt;She likes to make animal noises.&lt;br /&gt;Lucy was a bit of a pill today. After putting on her night clothes she decided to start layering them with more night clothes. Guess who did the same? Rita went to her drawer and pulled out more pajamas and started layering them on. She is soooo "monkey see, monkey do!"&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that she has peed in the potty twice? Chris' idea, but he was right on. She is definitely ready for potty training.&lt;br /&gt;She's just cute. Really cute - especially when she laughs. Oh, and her skin is looking much better! She had a ton of ugly bumps on her feet, knees and diaper area when we first met. They are pretty much gone. I'm not sure why because we haven't done much to treat them. We'll ask our doctor about it to make sure they don't come back.&lt;br /&gt;She has a ton of mongolian spots. They are on her back, neck and even her legs and ankles. They look like big bruises. They are not harmful in any way, but can be pretty shocking if you don't know that they aren't bruises. She has some other strange circular marks on her back. I'm not sure what they are, but they don't look irritated or painful so I'm not going to worry about them until we get home.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not carrying her around and she won't let me push her in the stroller. Chris is clearly her security, but she is spending lots of fun time with me. Works for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-5748255776371571486?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/5748255776371571486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-good-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/5748255776371571486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/5748255776371571486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-good-day.html' title='Another Good Day!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq-Vyqvp_VI/AAAAAAAAATI/am60V00os3k/s72-c/IMG_1772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-3881066568065079153</id><published>2009-09-14T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:56:24.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq8sasaNr8I/AAAAAAAAASw/km0YrOGxO-c/s1600-h/IMG_1744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381568916840361922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq8sasaNr8I/AAAAAAAAASw/km0YrOGxO-c/s320/IMG_1744.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq8r-ohMSKI/AAAAAAAAASo/qINwuF9giqY/s1600-h/IMG_1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381568434759551138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq8r-ohMSKI/AAAAAAAAASo/qINwuF9giqY/s320/IMG_1742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq8rewCu6II/AAAAAAAAASg/y_Z1xlmIMRQ/s1600-h/IMG_1715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381567887023466626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq8rewCu6II/AAAAAAAAASg/y_Z1xlmIMRQ/s320/IMG_1715.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq8pzjZQJdI/AAAAAAAAASY/2gkKAzxqpRA/s1600-h/IMG_1678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381566045382256082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq8pzjZQJdI/AAAAAAAAASY/2gkKAzxqpRA/s320/IMG_1678.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq5A6GrOP5I/AAAAAAAAASQ/xUAiFf4nRIQ/s1600-h/IMG_1721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381309971722813330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq5A6GrOP5I/AAAAAAAAASQ/xUAiFf4nRIQ/s320/IMG_1721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a nice day today. We did not have to be anywhere until 1:00 (hooray!) so we had a nice leisurely big breakfast buffet and played in the play area. Rita plays with me no problem. We had lots of fun stacking plastic donuts. We tickled and giggled. She lets me pick her up and put her down, but she still won’t let me carry her for more than a few seconds. She is really attached to her daddy!&lt;br /&gt;She keeps giving me kisses, but they aren’t regular kisses. Basically she gives a head butt with a kissing noise. Her lips make the noise, but her head makes the contact. It’s a little painful, but adorable.&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that cracks me up is that she is always happy to see me. She lights up when she sees me but she just won’t let me hold her. Chris is really ready to have a big more freedom. He keeps suggesting that she come to me, but I really think it needs to be her decision. It might take a while, but I really think she will just come to me one day when she is ready. She is very snuggly with Chris, which I know he loves, but also wears him out. She is climbing on him even as I type!&lt;br /&gt;At 1:00 today we went back to the medical clinic to have their TB tests checked. Two little girls had to have chest x-rays based on their test, but both x-rays turned out to be negative. Thank the Lord! I know it was pretty scary for those two children. Apparently there was a child yesterday (not in our group) who tested positive and had to go to the hospital. I’m not sure how that effects the family leaving the country. I’m just grateful the Rita is healthy.&lt;br /&gt;After the medical check we went to the Red Swan hotel for the traditional red couch photos. Then we hit the souvenir shops. Lucy spent her hard earned money on a blue Chinese fan. Then we bought a few gifts and souvenirs. When you can buy kids shoes for $4 a pair, you kinda have to buy a couple! Lucy and Rita both got little china girl outfits with the poofy skirts. I think I paid $6 each.&lt;br /&gt;After shopping we met 2 other families for dinner at a Thai Restaurant. We had heard from other adoptive families that the Cow and Bridge (or Bridge and Cow?) was a good place. It was! I really enjoyed the food and the chance to socialize with a couple other mommies. There hasn’t been much time for the social aspects this time. One of the other families has a 5 year old girl. Lucy is smitten. The two of them had fun at dinner, and then walked around holding hands and giggling. They have a play date at the pool tomorrow. I am glad Lucy will get to spend time with someone her age. Rita really roughed her up this afternoon. There was much hair pulling and crying.&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to the room the girls had a blast in the bathtub. The tub is next to the shower, and the whole thing is encompassed in glass. This allows them to splash and throw water everywhere without doing any damage. One of the glass walls backs up to the bed. Chris and I had a blast sitting on the bed and watching them splash and giggle. Rita’s whole face just lights up when she is having fun.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will be able to post some photos. You will notice that Rita is wearing uneven but adorable pigtails!! (Oh, and if you are very observant you might notice that my bangs are shorter. Did you know that it is possible to give yourself a haircut with a pair of child’s nail cutters? It is!)&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to more family time tomorrow. Hopefully we will continue to make progress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-3881066568065079153?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/3881066568065079153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-day.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/3881066568065079153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/3881066568065079153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-day.html' title='Good Day'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq8sasaNr8I/AAAAAAAAASw/km0YrOGxO-c/s72-c/IMG_1744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-8552118431463895720</id><published>2009-09-14T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T06:13:54.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonus Blog - Rita the Destroyer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq492zI10II/AAAAAAAAASI/Hj9LqUJ9O5k/s1600-h/IMG_1523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381306616403841154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq492zI10II/AAAAAAAAASI/Hj9LqUJ9O5k/s320/IMG_1523.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention the television in Xi’an? It sits in the bedroom on the dresser on top of a “lazy susan” type stand. At about 5:00 in the morning I hear a huge crash. I walk into the bedroom to find the television face down on the floor and my toddler standing in her crib with a smile on her face. Yep – Rita rocketed that tv right onto the floor. Fortunately the glass was not cracked, but the frame sure was. Chris had to finagle the frame back into place, but there was nothing we could do about the crack. The television still works so we are hopeful not to receive yet another unexpected bill.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday she broke the porcelain spoon at the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;This morning she broke her cereal bowl. Then she peed all over our white down comforter (I’m blaming Chris for that one!)&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon she colored one of the white comforters and several areas of crisp white sheet with blue magic marker. Turns out that whitening toothpaste is your best defense against magic marker. We figured that out after much trial and error.&lt;br /&gt;So… we’re down one tv, one spoon, one bowl and one nice set of linens. Good thing she’s very cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-8552118431463895720?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/8552118431463895720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/bonus-blog-rita-destroyer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/8552118431463895720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/8552118431463895720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/bonus-blog-rita-destroyer.html' title='Bonus Blog - Rita the Destroyer!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq492zI10II/AAAAAAAAASI/Hj9LqUJ9O5k/s72-c/IMG_1523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-3529231270725486823</id><published>2009-09-13T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T08:12:07.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a lousy speller.  Other than that, it was a good day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq0LrRPmfyI/AAAAAAAAASA/_j2Yrwq5GhM/s1600-h/IMG_1647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380969967768731426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq0LrRPmfyI/AAAAAAAAASA/_j2Yrwq5GhM/s320/IMG_1647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq0KyPr9yBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/dmFgM6jcu8M/s1600-h/IMG_1635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380968988098283538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq0KyPr9yBI/AAAAAAAAAR4/dmFgM6jcu8M/s320/IMG_1635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq0KPX2Fh1I/AAAAAAAAARw/hv2rKymgoyA/s1600-h/IMG_1599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380968388992796498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq0KPX2Fh1I/AAAAAAAAARw/hv2rKymgoyA/s320/IMG_1599.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq0JpR8N6rI/AAAAAAAAARo/yU-kjIswdcg/s1600-h/IMG_1594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380967734572870322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq0JpR8N6rI/AAAAAAAAARo/yU-kjIswdcg/s320/IMG_1594.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq0JI3NhSwI/AAAAAAAAARg/o2nkvGSgtdE/s1600-h/IMG_1591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380967177641872130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq0JI3NhSwI/AAAAAAAAARg/o2nkvGSgtdE/s320/IMG_1591.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris and the girls must have gone to breakfast sometime around 6:30. I was oblivious, thanks to my alka-seltzer pm. I woke up at 8:30 feeling a bit like I'd been hit by a tank. We needed to be out the door at 9:30 so I got ready pretty quickly. By the time I got down to breakfast (yep, the big breakfast buffet) Chris and the girls were done. As I stumbled around the buffet area looking for coffee, I was approached by Lineker, the AWAA guide in charge at Guangzhou. "I have bad news" he says. Oh great. Apparently Chris's middle name is misspelled on our adoption certificate, which makes it invalid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we skipped Beijing not only did we miss the information about exchanging our money, we missed the 30 minute lecture from Lineker about going over the adoption certificate letter by letter. I did review the certificate, and I did discover that Chris's passport number was wrong. I did not discover that I spelled his middle name "Jonathon." oops. Our guide also reviewed the paperwork but she was checking against an email where I apparently also misspelled Jonathan. At least I am consistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that it can be fixed, and that we do not need to travel back to Xi'an, which is what I was afraid of. The bad news is that it is going to cost money, which we are out of. I don't know how much money but I am sure we will figure it all out. Rea, our guide in Xi'an was able to get the Civil Affairs office to open today (Sunday) to start the process, so we are feeling pretty lucky. It should be done in time for us to leave China on Friday. I've always been a terrible speller, I just didn't think it was going to come between me and my Rita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, but similar vein, hindsight is definitely darn close to 20/20. If I had it to do differently I may have made some different choices about this trip. Who knew? Chris has been great about reinforcing the choices we made and helping me to look forward, not back. Love that about him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we went to the Folk Art Museum. It is very beautiful, but it is all outdoors. It is HOT here, especially when carrying a 4 1/2 year old! Within a few minutes Chris and I realized that we had been here before. It is where I purchased the jade bracelet for Lucy on our last trip. I really thought that I had purchased it in her province, but obviously I was wrong. (See yesterdays comments about my mind being a sieve. ) Just as I was exiting the gift shop where I had purchased Lucy's bracelet my new bracelet for Rita broke and fell off my arm. Great. Apparently it is not as sturdy as a bangle. Oh well. We will take it back to the states and have it worked on. It might be something I keep in the jewelry box more than on my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the museum we went to the tea house. Again, beautiful and interesting, but not to a 4 year old. It seems a shame to go to all of these interesting and historic places with 2 children. It is impossible to pay attention. But the good news is the we did get to sample tea (it all tasted like hot water to my stuffy nose) and neither one of the girls spilled hot tea on themselves. I'd call that a successful outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tea house we went back to the hotel and had "free time" for the rest of the day. When I say "free time" I mean 3 hour nap for the whole family! Rita woke up a bit before Chris and Lucy. She let me pick her up out of the crib and lay her on the bed next to me. I got to snuggle her a little. She was mostly asleep so she didn't complain. I was just happy for a little close-time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and I continue to make progress. She comes to me, smiles at me, plays with me and continues to head butt me, but still won't let me carry her around. However, she complains less and less everyday. She doesn't push me away or run from me like she did a few days ago. I am happy with this. Tonight she had I had some Rita-mommy play time while Chris was snoozing in front of the big tv. We have a box of colored pencils. She dumps them out, then puts them back in. Then dumps them out and puts them back in. Then dumps them out... We did this for about 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy is feeling a little roughed up. (and I was worried that Rita would get roughed up by Lucy. Ha!) Tonight she got her hair pulled pretty good and she had to make a major issue about it. I think she is feeling a little jealous. She got really upset when I tried to have one-on-one time with Rita. We are trying to help her understand that we all have to work through this together as a family. Its going to take time. I think that having a crazy sleeping/eating schedule probably isn't helping her. As I type this, I am looking down at my pink, sparkly fingernails. Lucy and I did a mommy-big girl outing this evening. We got our fingernails painted. Guess who picked out the colors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I forgot to mention that Rita is now saying her name. It is so cute! I don't think she knows that it is her name (she still thinks that she is Emily) but she says it really loud and really cute. Her voice is so raspy and funny. I think she will know herself as Rita by the time we get back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we get her TB test checked, then we go shopping on Shamien Island. This is where -they sell tons of cheap China souvenirs to sitting-duck adoptive parents. Lucy has been earning (and occasionally losing) dollars to spend all week. She is up to 46, which is roughly 6 or 7 American dollars. It will be fun to see what she selects. After the TB test is read we will be able to start using the hotel swimming pool. I am looking forward to seeing how Rita and Chris do together in the water. I have a feeling they are going to have a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will now attempt to attach a bunch of photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-3529231270725486823?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/3529231270725486823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-lousy-speller-other-than-that-it-was.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/3529231270725486823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/3529231270725486823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-lousy-speller-other-than-that-it-was.html' title='I&apos;m a lousy speller.  Other than that, it was a good day'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq0LrRPmfyI/AAAAAAAAASA/_j2Yrwq5GhM/s72-c/IMG_1647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-5071909261070668881</id><published>2009-09-13T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T07:52:58.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Days of Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380955934451457618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqz-6bECXlI/AAAAAAAAAQo/INnbxdeEARY/s320/IMG_1429.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380958430866989042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq0BLu74X_I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/sbyFCFeH9xQ/s320/IMG_1539.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380959767499630178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq0CZiR75mI/AAAAAAAAARI/qFdBPnfWp_8/s320/IMG_1578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380960346470904178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq0C7PHccXI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Nz1j-57autU/s320/IMG_1579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380957031937265570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqz_6ThCz6I/AAAAAAAAAQw/0t772YaaJOY/s320/IMG_1527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380959230161224546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sq0B6Qieg2I/AAAAAAAAARA/38__s9zOYDU/s320/IMG_1568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was our last day in Xi'an. It was long and exhausting but filled with some nice moments. We got up at 4:15? 5:30? Seriously, who is counting any more? Days and nights just get all mixed together. I spent the first 3 hours trying to fit things back into our suitcases and locate 2 missing pink shoes, 1 size 4 and the other size 8. After a nice buffet breakfast we hung out and relaxed (them) and organized (me) until noon or so. Then we planned to hit the streets for some street-vendor shopping and another stop at Starbucks. We hadn't really counted on the rain!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out anyway and got quite wet! We did not accomplish our shopping goal but we did make it to the Starbucks. On the way back to our hotel I decided to stop into a hair salon to get Lucy's hair cut. Her bangs were way too long. We had a fun experience. No one spoke a lick of English but Lucy got the star treatment. She was so grown up sitting in the hair wash chair. She ended up getting a total "China girl" hair cut, which was not my intention but when in China... She looks adorable. (The whole thing cost about $5.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we met up with the other family and our guide Rea (who is so awesome) to do some tourist things. The city of Xi'an is really beautiful and interesting. It has a beautiful city wall that surrounds the inner part of the city. It is HUGE. Around the outside is a moat. Between the moat and the wall is a beautiful park. I wish I could give you some interesting statistics on how old or big it is, but when it comes to that stuff my brain is a sieve. I also wish it had been sunny and beautiful while we explored the wall, but it was raining. Inside the largest tower along the wall was (of course) a series of gift shops. I wanted to get something for Rita from her province. It is traditional to get a jade bangle for the mother to wear, then pass along to her daughter. I got one for Lucy in her province. This time around I don't have jade-bangle type money, but I managed to haggle my way into a jade bracelet made with jade pieces vs. solid jade. I have no idea if I got a good deal (or it it's even really jade!) but what's done is done. It is pretty so I am happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to a very cool Muslim Mosque, surrounded by tons and tons of vendors. We toured the grounds and gardens of the Mosque which was really beautiful and interesting but again, all of this in the rain. Chris had on his cranky pants the whole time. I think that carrying Rita all of the time is really wearing on him. Last time around Chris and I had a pretty good deal going. He took care of Lucy, I took care of him. This time he is taking good care of Rita, but I have to concern myself with Lucy most of the time. He's working hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way out of the Mosque we walked (in the mud) back by all the vendors. I was dying to haggle my way into a bunch of cheap and tacky souvenirs for friends and family but the rain helped to keep my money in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had more time to tour around Xi'an. It is a very old and interesting city. But, as I mentioned before, we are in China for a reason so we have to stay focused. After the rainy sight-seeing we gathered up all our luggage and went to the airport. The next 6 hours were spent traveling. For the most part the travel went well, but Rita did freak out a bit on the plane. We were waiting to take off and she just started to cry and point and kick. She was acting like she saw someone or something that upset her. For the first time in over 2 days she started back with "Amanda, Amanda." I wondered if she saw someone that reminded her of Amanda. Chris really struggled with her. She is extremely strong. We finally got her face down across the two of us and kept patting her back and trying to calm her. She is a good kicker. I know because I was sitting on the feet end of her! After about 15-20 minutes she finally calmed down and went to sleep. The rest of the flight was uncomfortable but uneventful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we landed, Lucy really needed to go pee pee! Poor thing - I could totally relate. But there was no way we were getting to a bathroom anytime soon. Being the resourceful Mom that I am, I slapped one of Rita's diapers on her and let her do her thing. Good thing she's small for a 4 year old. She was a really good sport about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got to our Guangzhou hotel room around midnight. We were beat, especially knowing that we needed to be ready to leave the hotel again at 8:30 am to go to the medical appointment. I really want to talk a but about Rita and her progress, but I have to pause here and talk about our hotel. We stayed at this hotel a little over 3 years ago so we thought we knew what to expect. Wrong!! It has been totally updated. The rooms were nice back then, but they are amazing now! Instead of 2 small hard beds we have 2 big comfy beds. We've got a fridge, a fancy-schmancy bathroom, a decent view, lots of space for our stuff and, much to Chris's delight, a really big flat screen tv hanging on the wall directly across from one of the beds. He's a happy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started our morning at the big breakfast buffet, which was even better than I remembered. It is interesting to see what Rita will and won't eat. Her staples are white rice, noodles and watermelon. Anything beyond that is a crap shoot. We also stared meeting the other families. Of the 16 families here, at least 10 have adopted "special needs." It is interesting to talk to other families and hear their story. Some of them have been logged in since late 2005!! If we had continued to wait for a "healthy" baby it could easily have been a 5 year + wait. Plus, we would not have our spicy little Rita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast we went to the medical check, which is mostly a noisy, crowded formality. Rita screamed her head off. Poor Chris. Rita and I are making good progress, but he is still her main man - especially when she is cranky or tired. Here are the things will and will not let me do:&lt;br /&gt;She LOVES to give me high-fives. If Lucy gives me one, Rita immediately wants in on the action.&lt;br /&gt;She thinks that head butts are hilarious and usually doles one out when I ask for a kissy. Then she laughs.&lt;br /&gt;She lets me change her diaper (usually) and change her clothes without much problem. She always lets me put on her shoes.&lt;br /&gt;She lets me feed her anything sweet. And she gives me great smiles when I give her fruit snacks.&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon she was feeding me little breadsticks. I don't actually like them, but I was excited that she was feeding me something!&lt;br /&gt;She will let me blow raspberries on her tummy. Usually.&lt;br /&gt;She will let me briefly pick her up to put her on something or take her down. But just for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;She will play with me in the room even when Chris is not within view.&lt;br /&gt;She will not let me push her stroller. Daddy only.&lt;br /&gt;She will not let me carry her. Daddy only.&lt;br /&gt;She will not let me comfort her when she is upset. Daddy only. (this bums me out.)&lt;br /&gt;She will not let me snuggle with her. Daddy only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time I am pretty unemotional about this. I guess it is because I've been here before. However, it gets to me once in a while. This evening was tough. I am tired, still sick and am the only one who doesn't get to nap during the day. Lucy was being a little anti-mommy because, as usual, I am the one who has to discipline her. The combo-platter of "we love daddy, mommy is a beast" was a little tough to take. If it wasn't for this darn cold medicine I would have seriously considered a glass of wine. or two. (I just reread this paragraph. I realize it sounds pretty whiney, but that's my story and I'm sticking to it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita is a feisty thing! She is extremely physical. Waaaay more physical than Lucy ever was. She enjoys her high-fives and her head butts. When she is happy, she is happy with her whole body. When she is upset - same thing. She throws her head back and goes at it. Or she throws herself to the ground. After all, she IS two. She has punched Lucy pretty good a couple of times. Most of the time they both end up laughing but occasionally Lucy will get upset. The funny thing is is that I had envisioned Rita to be more gentle and quiet. Not even close! I though that Lucy would be the risk-taker and Rita would be more cautions. Nope. I've got two risk-takers on my hands. I'm wondering, does God think it is funny to give two outgoing, risk taking, sassy China girls to a couple of old people? How is this going to work? I guess this is one more reminder that we have to let Him handle things because we'd be in trouble trying to do this on our own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can get the computer to work I am going to post photos of the last 3 days. Tomorrow we head to some museum and then to a tea house. After that, more head butts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My. Goodness. I just got up to look for the camera. My family is supposed to be sleeping. I switched on a light and this is what I saw. Chris is asleep. Rita is standing up in her crib with her nightgown off, except for one arm. Lucy sticks her head by the crib to see what Rita has done with her night gown, then Rita pops her on the head as hard as she can. Both girls laugh. Then Rita poops. Lord help me.&lt;br /&gt;I can't find the camera. I need to sleep. Here are some photos from 2 days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-5071909261070668881?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/5071909261070668881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-days-of-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/5071909261070668881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/5071909261070668881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-days-of-blog.html' title='Two Days of Blog'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqz-6bECXlI/AAAAAAAAAQo/INnbxdeEARY/s72-c/IMG_1429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-1080966083611206037</id><published>2009-09-10T12:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:19:07.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG Fun Today!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqlQWaq_PnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7pUDB-yFUtk/s1600-h/HappyRita.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379919575917739634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqlQWaq_PnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7pUDB-yFUtk/s320/HappyRita.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look At That Smile &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqlQV0CWClI/AAAAAAAAAQY/9cB2JH7NCwM/s1600-h/LucyHelpingRita.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379919565546719826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqlQV0CWClI/AAAAAAAAAQY/9cB2JH7NCwM/s320/LucyHelpingRita.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy being a great big sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqlQVZVSLDI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/9SDtru88uyA/s1600-h/LoungingWithChris.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379919558378400818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqlQVZVSLDI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/9SDtru88uyA/s320/LoungingWithChris.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Relaxing with BaBa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today was a very fun day. It started out slow because I took a night time cold pill around 4 in the morning. It was very effective at knocking me out, so I wasn't functional when the family started getting up around 6. Chris did a great job of handling things. The girls took a bath together and played with their stacking cups. Afterwards, Chris let Lucy pick out clothes and get both of them dressed. I was asleep at this point, but the photos are priceless. They both looked gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally around 8:30, they headed to the big breakfast buffet! I dragged my sorry, unshowered bottom down with them because I did not want Chris to be double-teamed. Rita is not one for sitting still - that is for sure! However, she did pretty well with the combo of high chair, regular chair and Chris's lap. She did get up and walk around a bit, but never very far. There was no fussing at all. She is not a huge eater, but she can put away a good amount of watermelon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast we went back up to the room to play. We have an entire suitcase of toys so there was plenty to do. Plus, there is a big bed to jump on. Eventually it was nap time. Chris and I went down without a fight. The other two, not so much. We left them to their own devices for a bit. When I woke up, Lucy was asleep on (well, half on and half hanging off) the couch and Rita was crashed out in the stroller parked next to the couch. It was truly a funny sight. I wish I had taken a photo, but I went back to bed instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Rita woke up she was a little cranky. I went to get her to bring her to the baby whisperer. Surprisingly she let me comfort her and she fell back asleep on my lap. I was pretty excited to have some snuggly time with my little princess. Finally, around 4:00 we were ready to get out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our AWAA guide came by to bring us some legal paperwork. I had her write the chinese symbols for a local shopping mall and the bell tower. We took this with us and went for a walk. It was so much fun! It is a busy city and there are people everywhere. I kept a tight hold on Lucy's hand! Crossing the street is almost a death wish, but we managed it a couple of times. The Chinese are not one bit shy about staring. We are either celebrities or freaks - I'm not sure which - but people were definitely staring and talking. Many people talked to us and seemed surprised that Lucy could not speak Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We let Lucy buy a pair of earrings from a street vendor. It was pretty cute to watch. I'm still not completely comfortable with the money exchange rate, but I think we spent roughly .80 on these earrings. Since we did not spend the first 4 days with the group, we missed out on a lot of basic information like currency exchange and local tips. Yes, we were here 4 years ago but you tend to forget a lot. It was really good to be out there today on our own rather than depending on someone else to tell us where to go. We had fun checking out the street vendors and all the foods and fruits available for sale. Lots of "meat on a stick" available for purchase. We decided to stick with the hotel buffet, but we did stop at Starbucks (for us) and later at Dairy Queen (for the girls) to have a little taste of home. We never actually made it to the mall that was our original destination, but we really enjoyed our time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were walking home, Rita started singing. It was so cute! I have no idea what she was singing but we loved it. Chris and I looked at each other like "is that our baby singing?" She sure was! Then she proceeded to blow lots and lots of raspberries. According to Amanda, this is something she used to do when she was happy. We took this as a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back we partook (is that a word?) in the big dinner buffet and once again, Chris let the girls have ice cream. I would put my foot down on this except that it is so cute to watch them eat it. Besides, more of it drips down their faces than actually gets to their tummies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to the hotel I dressed the girls in their matching silk panda jammies ( or course) let them jump on the bed and took pictures. Then we broke out the play doh for a little bit, Rita quickly discovered that play doh does not taste that good. After that I put the girls to sleep, then I dug play doh out of the couch cushions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say it was a really good day. Even though she still clearly prefers Chris to me, I still got lots of kisses and smiles from her, She even followed me around a few times. It is so funny to me how Lucy's preference of Chris hurt me so much but Rita's preference does not bother me one bit. I'm just glad to see her smiling and happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone for your blog comments. They really help me and keep me going. I am so blessed to have so many AWESOME people in my life. I am not able to respond to the comments because I can't get to my blog, but Ana has been sending them to me. I know you all probably have better things to do than follow my blog! I really appreciate the comments because it makes me feel like I have friends coming along on the journey with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-1080966083611206037?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/1080966083611206037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/big-fun-today.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/1080966083611206037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/1080966083611206037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/big-fun-today.html' title='BIG Fun Today!!!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqlQWaq_PnI/AAAAAAAAAQg/7pUDB-yFUtk/s72-c/HappyRita.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-6528066701798325869</id><published>2009-09-09T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:08:58.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A MUCH Better Day!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqf6fy_CQtI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fLyLKe4MaHo/s1600-h/Familyof4"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379543704086397650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqf6fy_CQtI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fLyLKe4MaHo/s320/Familyof4" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Family Of 4!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqf6fV8-P-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/SW069odHbVU/s1600-h/RitaInTub"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379543696293117922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqf6fV8-P-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/SW069odHbVU/s320/RitaInTub" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita In The Tub - That's Lucy's Foot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqf6fKDwibI/AAAAAAAAAP4/iRStARRkQcA/s1600-h/RitaChrisInCar"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379543693100353970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqf6fKDwibI/AAAAAAAAAP4/iRStARRkQcA/s320/RitaChrisInCar" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rita &amp;amp; Chris in the van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqf6e8E5_fI/AAAAAAAAAPw/N8N5duxx39k/s1600-h/RitaChrisTerracota"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379543689347071474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqf6e8E5_fI/AAAAAAAAAPw/N8N5duxx39k/s320/RitaChrisTerracota" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chris &amp;amp; Rita looking at the Terra Cota Warriors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqf6eUyhm9I/AAAAAAAAAPo/ef_25g-GPLM/s1600-h/TerracotaWarrior"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379543678800993234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqf6eUyhm9I/AAAAAAAAAPo/ef_25g-GPLM/s320/TerracotaWarrior" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Terra Cota Warrior Exhibit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am married to the baby-whisperer. Despite having no younger siblings and never having changed a diaper until Lucy, he really has a way with babies! Rita woke up in our bed (strange surroundings for her) and was a bit cranky about it for a while. We tried to woo her with Nei Hoa Kai Lan, but with little success. I tried stacking cups and coloring books with little success . Finally we broke out the Kashi cereal. This girl really responds to food! It didn't take long for Chris to have her happy and laughing! I went upstairs to see about a stroller for our excursion. When I came back, all three of them were rocking out to the Wiggles. Did anyone know that the Wiggles recorded a version of "You Make Me Feel Like Dancing" with Leo Sayer? Seriously - I could hardly believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our plan was to meet the other family at their hotel at 9, then take a van to the Terra Cotta warriors. Neither Chris nor I slept more than 3 hours last night so Chris was not feeling inspired. I, on the other hand, felt that we needed to take our chances and get out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was deja vu - almost. Rita is suddenly very attached to Chris. It is completely adorable. He is so cute with her. When I was watching him with her on the bus today I thought my heart was going to explode. He is truly amazing with her. The only BIG difference between this and our situation with Lucy is that I am not the least bit bothered by her preference towards him. I am absolutely thrilled that she is bonding with him. She clearly prefers him over me, however she is no longer violent towards me. If I pick her up I get a few seconds of love, then she starts to whimper for him. Fine with me!! I know it is only a matter of days before she comes to me on her own. Finally - we are becoming a family!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Terra Cotta Warriors are wicked cool! We really enjoyed the day and Chris admits that he is glad we took the chance on going out. Our guide, Rea, did a great job of showing us everything and telling us about the warriors, without dragging us to a million places and reading some boring script. I think we were there about 2.5 house, which was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to the hotel, Chris was practically drooling. His need for room service, breakfast buffet, privacy and most importantly, a television in the bedroom had finally surfaced. He REALLY wanted us to stay in the hotel for our last 2 nights in Xi'an. They just happened to have a king suite available at a decent price. Since Chris is sure to get a good workout carrying our 24 pound angel, I gave in and agreed that we could move to the hotel. After we got lunch, I took a taxi back to our original accommodations to get everything packed up (no easy task!) and take it all to the hotel. I have to admit that it feels good to be together as a family with privacy. I was getting a little tired of trying to get Lucy to use her "inside voice" when we were all awake in the middle of the night. Those of you who know Lucy know that she doesn't actually have an inside voice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time giving the girls a bath together. Rita, breaking Lucy in as a big sister, promptly pooped in the tub. Hilarious! Afterwards they aboth ran around the hotel room naked. The are currently crashed out wearing matching panda pajamas. Adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect that 1 or both of them will be awake by 4, so I had better get some sleep! I am so happy to report a good day and I am really looking forward to tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-6528066701798325869?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/6528066701798325869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/much-better-day.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/6528066701798325869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/6528066701798325869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/much-better-day.html' title='A MUCH Better Day!!!!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqf6fy_CQtI/AAAAAAAAAQI/fLyLKe4MaHo/s72-c/Familyof4' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-7368637325502499017</id><published>2009-09-08T13:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T13:42:28.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqa_wZ42UtI/AAAAAAAAAPg/iE6PJG8n3DY/s1600-h/Lucy,Amanda%26Rita"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379197643244589778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqa_wZ42UtI/AAAAAAAAAPg/iE6PJG8n3DY/s320/Lucy,Amanda%26Rita" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqa_wEUHHpI/AAAAAAAAAPY/PyfxAGEMnWA/s1600-h/Chris%26Rita"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379197637453356690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqa_wEUHHpI/AAAAAAAAAPY/PyfxAGEMnWA/s320/Chris%26Rita" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a really tough and emotional day. Before I start talking about the day, I want to talk about Rita (who we are calling "Emily" right now to help with the transition.) so that when I start to complain about this miserable day you won't think that I don't really love this child or know in my heart that there will be better days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita is beautiful and strong and feisty and outspoken. She has the most adorable deep, throaty voice. She is very physical and active. During the moments that she relaxes with us she is very expressive with her laugh. She is not the little girl that was described on her paperwork, but she is amazing. And the fact that she loves Amanda with such passion is just an indication of her ability to attach and to love. I really look forward to the day that she accepts us as her family and we can really get to know her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, today was miserable. We had an appointment at the civil affairs office at 9 to officially accept her as our daughter (they give you a 24 hour "trial period.") Amanda came with us which I appreciated since we can't really navigate China that well, but also was kind of surprised by. She held Rita the entire time. So I showed up to the appointment with someone else (not my husband) is holding our daughter. The other family, whose little girl was screaming yesterday, was there as well. Sarah Beth, the little girl, was sitting happily on her mommy's lap. The appointment was long and stressful. On top of being really hungry since we didn't have breakfast, being stressed, being emotional in general, then extra emotional that my baby hates me, we showed up with the wrong money. We were told to bring U.S. dollars. Apparently our agency told people during the Beijing portion of the trip if they needed to exchange money. Since we did not go to Beijing, we did not get the information. So, like idiots, we are standing there with the wrong money while some other lady is holding our baby. The whole thing was a mess, at least to me. Chris was pretty busy trying to keep Lucy occupied. She is doing well, but she is definitely regressing a bit and demanding extra attention. That was not particularly welcome in front of a bunch of Chinese officials. When it came time to do Rita's footprint, Amanda held her and did her footprint. I stood there like an idiot who can't hold her own baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the paperwork we all took a bus ride to have some photos done. When it was time for me to take Rita for her photo, she screamed her head off. As soon as the photo was done, she went right back to Amanda. It was so obvious that Rita had not bonded with is that our agency guide asked us if Rita had spent the night with Amanda or with us. She was inquiring on behalf of the adoption official who was voicing concern. He continued to voice concern on the cab ride back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda and I both agreed that things were not going as we had hoped. Rita is not warming up to us as quickly as we thought. While this is really hard on us, I know it is hard on Amanda as well. We spent the rest of the day trying to interact with Rita so that she would be ready to spend the night with us. We had some good moments and some tough moments. Chris stepped in in the afternoon and had some fun time with Lucy, Rita and Amanda. I will post some photos of this. It was really cute. I had to take a few minutes away to decompress. I am tired, frustrated, sick and emotional. Trying to get a two year old to love you is exhausting. Being hit and kicked and run away from by this same 2 year old is heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had planned to take a trip to the Muslim Market in the evening. We just couldn't make it happen. We are all too tired. I hate that we are in China but not really experiencing China, but as Chris and I discussed, we are here for a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy got really, really upset when we did not go to the Muslim Market. We were planning to go with the 3 volunteers who are staying in this same apartment. Lucy calls them "the sisters." They are 3 women in their early 20's and Lucy really likes them. She was sooooo disappointed not to go out with the sisters. I felt really bad about this because I could hear the sadness in her voice. Instead, Lucy and Mommy went to the playgound together in the drizzle and had some special time together. It was AWESOME to spend one on one time with Lucy and play together. It seems that I've had to reel her in a lot the past couple of days and I know she is frustrated with me. As much as I did not enjoy being out in the drizzle and chill, I really had fun with my Lucy. I just kept reminding myself that she did not like me at first either. Earlier in the day I had a little mini-breakdown. Lucy came over and gave me a big kiss and asked me what was wrong. I told her that mommy was tired and needed a few moments alone. She said "okay, but I am going to come back in a minute and kiss your whole face to make you feel better." She is so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan for this evening was to bring Rita's crib down into our room. The crib doesn't actually fit out the doorway so that did not happen. Instead, Lucy and Chris went upstairs with Rita and Amanda while I did laundry, dishes and worked on my expense report for work. (Hang on Mary - i'm working on it!) Chris tells me that Lucy and Rita had some good interaction. Eventually Lucy and Amanda fell asleep on the couch while Rita crashed in a bouncy seat. I went up around 9 and brought the crew back down to bed. Chris carried Rita down in the bouncy seat. She woke up about 1:00 am and got pretty upset. She won't let me comfort her. she just pushes me away and cries "Amanda, Amanda." I just laid there with her and watcher her cry. I tried to rub her back but she pushes my arm away. I tried to change her diaper but she wasn't having it. She is strong!! Chris went and go her a bottle but she wasn't interested. Finally she fell asleep around 2:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I should try to get some sleep. Tomorrow is going to be tough as well. Chris and I both agree that we can't let Rita spend any time with Amanda. We hate that, but it seems like the only thing we can do. Rita is not going to be a happy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to thank everyone who has sent encouraging emails and blog comments. I cannot get to my blog, but my wonderful friend Ana forwarded them via email. I really appreciate the prayers. That is exactly what we need right now! Prayers for Rita's heart. Prayers for my health to hang in there. And prayers for me and Chris to stay strong. I also want to thank my friend Heather who commented on the blog that we were "brave" to do the transition this way. I hadn't thought of it like that and that comment really helped me. I am certainly not feeling brave, but hopefully this is making the emotional transition better for Rita in the long run. Nobody ever said that adoption was easy. I think it must be like childbirth. You forget how hard it is so you do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we will have progress. I am sure of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-7368637325502499017?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/7368637325502499017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-was-really-tough-and-emotional.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/7368637325502499017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/7368637325502499017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-was-really-tough-and-emotional.html' title=''/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/Sqa_wZ42UtI/AAAAAAAAAPg/iE6PJG8n3DY/s72-c/Lucy,Amanda%26Rita' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-8140520516583457731</id><published>2009-09-07T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T13:42:27.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adoption - Not for the faint of heart</title><content type='html'>Today was our gotcha day. This means that we officially became a family of 4. The process involves meeting at the civil affairs office, meeting your child and having photos taken for legal documents. Because we are not staying at the hotel designated by our agency, we had to take a cab ride to the civil affairs office.  A cab ride in China rivals ANY thrill ride you have ever been on. I don't even know how to describe it except to say that comparatively, a cab ride in Cancun is like a Sunday stroll. Seriously, it is a miracle that no one died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a bit of confusion about the location we finally found our way.  Funny thing about China - if you're lost, you are really lost.  It's not just that the signs are in Chinese, it's that they don't even use the same alphabet. Trying to compare the address on my sticky note to addresses on buildings wasn't even an option.  So anyway, we eventually got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I have to say about the experience. We agreed with Amanda, who runs this amazing foster home, that it would be so great for us to get to know Rita gradually in her home environment. This is an opportunity that not many people ever get. A traditional Chinese adoption is more of a "snatch and grab" where the child is removed from her caretaker, taken away on a bus, then given to the new parents. Parents understand that the child may go through some mourning or attachment issues but they have very little, if any, information about the child's previous environment. We are staying on the first floor of an apartment building that also houses the foster home is on the 5th floor, so we are very close. Even though we were not to see Rita prior to the adoption, we did experience the environment and met many of the other children.  All of the children were very affectionate at wanting of our attention. They are all very special and very beautiful, but our hearts belong to Rita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting was smooth, especially because we already have a good relationship with Amanda. We really like her and appreciate what she is doing for us.  She and Rita (known here as "Emily") have a very special bond. She was with Rita in Shanghai for 44 days during her surgery and recovery. They are very close and Rita obviously loves Amanda a lot. I am grateful for that and so happy that my child had been in a loving environment for the past 18 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met, made faces at her, fed her M &amp;amp; M's (which she loves!), tickled her and gave her kisses.  But Amanda was holding her the entire time. We took a bus to the photo place and Amanda was holder her. Amanda held her while she got her passport photo taken. The only time we held her was for our family photo, and she screamed the entire time. (as did Lucy on her adoption day.) Then we all went to Baskin Robins for ice cream to celebrate. Rita enjoyed the chocolate ice cream while sitting on Amanda's lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me add that there was another family from our agency who as also meeting their 2 year old girl for the first time. She screamed and cried through the whole thing. It was the most heart-breaking cry. My heart was bleeding for that couple. But at least they were holding their baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to the foster home we spent more time getting to know her. She is absolutely amazing and beautiful and funny and we love her already. She has shown signs of warming up to us, but whenever either of us try to hold her she screams for Amanda, then goes back to Amanda. Tonight is our first night as a family. The three of us are sleeping in our apartment and Rita is sleeping upstairs in the foster home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe we are doing the right thing for her, and I am grateful to Amanda for how much she really cares our little girl's heart. But right now my heart feels so broken. It's the same way I felt when Lucy completely rejected me. But at least Lucy was attached to Chris. It is the hardest thing to finally meet your child, then watch them continually reject you and turn to someone else. It makes it even harder to accept when all the other children in the foster home want you to hold them, but your own daughter runs away from you. Again, I know it will all be great in the end. It's just really hard right now.  I just realized that today was our "gotcha day" and there is not one single photo of Me, Chris and Rita all together. (except the legal photo where she is screaming her head off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want to say that there were some really fun moments at Baskin Robins where Rita got off of Amanda's lap and went to play with Lucy and Chris. The two girls were absolutely adorable together. I think they are going to be great friends. (Lucy said to me today "She doesn't like you Mom. She likes me better." Ouch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one other interesting thing - the description that we were given of her personality indicated a quiet, content, gentle personality. Not hardly!! This little girl is definitely strong-willed and outspoken! Amanda laughed when I told her how Rita was described. We both agreed that the description must have been written by someone who has never met her! So, now I have two beautiful, strong-willed, outgoing Asian girls. Oh boy!! I don't think that Rita will have the flair for the dramatic that Lucy has, but she seems to be very confident. Amanda thinks she will be athletic. I can definitely see that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am heading to bed. Trying to make a 2-year-old love you is completely exhausting. I will get up and try again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqVnkoKpOkI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kLq9a5qaU9Q/s1600-h/ChocolateRita"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378819208918940226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqVnkoKpOkI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kLq9a5qaU9Q/s320/ChocolateRita" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rita enjoying chocolate ice cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqVnkdiXRJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/PMP85Is1CIY/s1600-h/LucyRitaTeresaAmanda"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378819206065636498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqVnkdiXRJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/PMP85Is1CIY/s320/LucyRitaTeresaAmanda" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy, Amanda, Rita, Teresa and a lady from the orphanage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqVnkNj7mUI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_hc7qbaALvU/s1600-h/LucyRita1"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378819201777244482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqVnkNj7mUI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_hc7qbaALvU/s320/LucyRita1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucy &amp;amp; Rita at the civil affairs office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqVnjhV-EZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NG3Ir8pR1QM/s1600-h/Chris%26Girls"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378819189907526034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqVnjhV-EZI/AAAAAAAAAO4/NG3Ir8pR1QM/s320/Chris%26Girls" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls going for a ride with BaBa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqVnjZKY7GI/AAAAAAAAAOw/f-Sj8Slklb4/s1600-h/NoHairBowsRita"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378819187711470690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqVnjZKY7GI/AAAAAAAAAOw/f-Sj8Slklb4/s320/NoHairBowsRita" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bye Bye bows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-8140520516583457731?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/8140520516583457731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/adoption-not-for-faint-of-heart.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/8140520516583457731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/8140520516583457731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/adoption-not-for-faint-of-heart.html' title='Adoption - Not for the faint of heart'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SqVnkoKpOkI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kLq9a5qaU9Q/s72-c/ChocolateRita' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-3139950753011470798</id><published>2009-09-06T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T03:46:26.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we're in China!</title><content type='html'>Hi!  We are finally here!  I was hoping to post sooner but we've been pretty busy, then we've had a hard time getting signed onto the internet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucy was soooo good on the plane.  we had the help of a suitcase full of activities, a dvd player, a leap frog and, best of all...benedryll!  She didn't complain at all about the flight, and there was no crying or whining.  I think we did a pretty good job setting her up for what to expect.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we got to Beijing we had 3.5 hours to make our flight to Xi'an.  Seems like plenty of time.  not so!!  we nearly missed the flight because we had some trouble navigating the Beijing airport.  We did not realize that we would have to take a bus to another terminal - approximately 10 miles away.  We kept going from place to place in this HUGE airport trying to figure out how to get tickets on China Eastern airlines.  Hard to do when you are in the wrong building!!  At one point we went to a ticket counter to, as Chris put it "find our next clue."  It was a serious Amazing Race moment.  We made it on the flight just in time, due to the grace of God, not our international travelling skills!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been VERY welcomed by Amanda.  She is amazing.  We are staying in an apartment in the same building as the foster home.  There are 3 other girls staying with us.  They are volunteers who've been here for 3 months.  One of them is from Bradington Beach , FL.  She is letting me use her computer so that i can get on my blog.  They are all awesome (and one of them is currently cooking  dinner for us!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are not to meet Rita until our official adoption, but we have seen all the other babies!  There are so many beautiful babies!!  I've spent most of my day holding and playing with babies!  It breaks my heart that there are so many children waiting for homes while I know at least a dozen families back in Orlando who would happily take them in.  I just wish I could match them up and make it happen.  There are at least 2 more that I would take home if I could. (Joseph, Julia, Caroline...) but it just doesn't work that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will try to post pictures tomorrow.  I need to get off the computer since I am borrowing it, but I wanted to let everyone know that we are in China and ready to meet our girl tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love and hugs to everyone, especially the huge number of you who have helped us get here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-3139950753011470798?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/3139950753011470798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/were-in-china.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/3139950753011470798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/3139950753011470798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/09/were-in-china.html' title='we&apos;re in China!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-6644957733253137532</id><published>2009-08-25T18:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:52:45.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We have Travel Approval!!</title><content type='html'>Wow!  We received our Travel Approval today.  I was just starting to get antsy and a teensy bit worried, which I know I should not do because His timing is perfect, but I was really feeling it this morning.  I had just bothered my agency with an "are we there yet" type email when they emailed me back with Travel Approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave me two options.  Hurry up and travel with the September 3 group, or take our time and travel on September 17.  Which do you think we chose?  Yep, we leave in 9 days.  NINE DAYS!  We are so excited.  The next nine days are going to be crazy!  We still have to wait for our consulate appointment to get approved, but it usually isn't a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have laundry to do, shopping to finish, lists to make, oh my!  I'm so excited.  We will meet our little Rita in less than 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say "thank you" to everyone who came to our wine-tasting-baby-shower on Saturday.  I had a great time.  Tim's Wine Market was an incredible host.  I think everyone really enjoyed the wine selections.  I have a few photos to post, but that will have to wait until tomorrow.  I have laundry to finish and packing to do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE DAYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-6644957733253137532?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/6644957733253137532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-have-travel-approval.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/6644957733253137532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/6644957733253137532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-have-travel-approval.html' title='We have Travel Approval!!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-8480194873080753528</id><published>2009-08-20T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:29:12.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby turned 2 today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/So7m45LNdvI/AAAAAAAAAN4/vjlYXH2KmyU/s1600-h/rita20birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372485270594483954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/So7m45LNdvI/AAAAAAAAAN4/vjlYXH2KmyU/s320/rita20birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy birthday Rita! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was I emotional today? Have ya met me?? My heart was so full today. Partially because my baby turned 2 years old and I couldn't be with her. And partially because I am so excited that she'll be coming home soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't help thinking that if I'm this emotional about a baby I've never met, how is her birth mom feeling today? Surely she knows that this is her daughter's 2nd birthday. It makes me so sad that this woman probably doesn't even know for sure if her daughter is still alive. And unlike me, she won't get the chance to watch her turn 3 or 4 or 5. I'm just overwhelmed by it all. How blessed we are to live in a country where we have choices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might be wondering how much I know about her background. The truth is, not much. I know that she arrived at the orphange when she was 7 months old and that she needed life-saving surgery. I can only assume that her family gave her up to save her life. Believe me, if there was a way to give this precious child back to her birth family, I would do it. It feels like a great honor and responsibility to get to raise this child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's talk about her party! Miss Rita had a party in China with a princess tiarra (of course) and a magic wand and a beatuful chocolate cake with a "2" on it made from m&amp;amp;m's! Who could ask for anything more??? I am so priviledged to have contact with Amanda. She is taking such great care of Rita (aka Emily) and is very generous about sharing photos and information with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/So7nIP8ywNI/AAAAAAAAAOA/TovoKm0grGY/s1600-h/Rita15birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372485534406066386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/So7nIP8ywNI/AAAAAAAAAOA/TovoKm0grGY/s320/Rita15birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We still do not have Travel Approval. I spoke with our agency today. As long as we get TA from China by next Friday, we will be able to travel on September 3-4. If we don't get TA by then, we won't be traveling until Sept 17 or 24. i REALLY, REALLY want to travel on Sept 4. I'm ready! (Well, i'm not packed and my house is a mess, but other than that - I'm ready!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may also have some exciting news about our accomodations in China but I still don't have it confirmed. All I can say is that we have been given the opportunity of a lifetime. As soon as get things confirmed I will share on the blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday night is our "Wine-Tasting-Baby-Shower." If you are reading this and live in Orlando, please come! It is at Tim's Wine Market in Windermere. I am looking forward to hanging out with friends and sampling good wines. I am a little bummed that many of my friends cannot make it, but it was a last minute thing. I am very grateful to the fabulous and beautiful Kelly and Shannan for putting this together for me. I love you guys so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you hear that my baby turned 2 today?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-8480194873080753528?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/8480194873080753528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-baby-turned-2-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/8480194873080753528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/8480194873080753528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-baby-turned-2-today.html' title='My baby turned 2 today!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/So7m45LNdvI/AAAAAAAAAN4/vjlYXH2KmyU/s72-c/rita20birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-8827122006890689538</id><published>2009-08-14T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:43:03.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Room for Rita!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoYfJUwFQOI/AAAAAAAAANo/FTuU0aroMG4/s1600-h/IMG_1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370013850735558882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoYfJUwFQOI/AAAAAAAAANo/FTuU0aroMG4/s320/IMG_1127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, actually, we are making a room for Lucy, but that is because Rita is inheriting the "nursery." When we started this journey we thought we were bringing home a baby. The plan was to put "the baby" in the nursery we did for Lucy, then move Lucy to her big girl room. Well, we stuck with the plan - mostly. We've moved Lucy to her big girl room (which she loves. and I may love even more. I'm thinking about moving into it) and we are getting her old room ready for Rita. Here are some pix of Lucy's new room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoYbbG6HB_I/AAAAAAAAANY/fZdKncE2mlU/s1600-h/IMG_1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I have to brag. I've done this all on the mega-cheap and I am so proud! I found the trundle bed on Craig's List. I found the dresser on super clearance at a furniture store that is going out of business. Lucy and I are painting the ugly knobs. I think we are making them uglier, but that's okay because it has been a fun project for us. Oh, and I found the comforter at Homegoods, the storage at IKEA (which rocks!) the rocking chair, which we are going to paint, came from Chris's mom, and the gigham curtains andcanopy thingy came from Lowes on clearance. And, I am really excited to reframe and hang a panting I bought about 20 years ago that's been hanging around in storage. It lookes awesome! (Maybe only to me, but I don't care. I like it.)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoYbCkacxMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/K4fRy5mh8LA/s1600-h/IMG_1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370009336634197186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoYbCkacxMI/AAAAAAAAANQ/K4fRy5mh8LA/s320/IMG_1138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoYawE9AU0I/AAAAAAAAANI/U6fmNZtEPq8/s1600-h/IMG_1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370009018951553858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoYawE9AU0I/AAAAAAAAANI/U6fmNZtEPq8/s320/IMG_1126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoYagABiv0I/AAAAAAAAANA/GKiL6z8vJBA/s1600-h/IMG_1124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370008742750502722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoYagABiv0I/AAAAAAAAANA/GKiL6z8vJBA/s320/IMG_1124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoYaNR8hgsI/AAAAAAAAAM4/P8h53XTpxeY/s1600-h/IMG_1122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370008421143773890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoYaNR8hgsI/AAAAAAAAAM4/P8h53XTpxeY/s320/IMG_1122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoYetkWPtbI/AAAAAAAAANg/6DUEe9p9Zx0/s1600-h/Emily10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370013373885822386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoYetkWPtbI/AAAAAAAAANg/6DUEe9p9Zx0/s320/Emily10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working to get Rita's room ready as well. We are not putting up the crib because we figured she would be ready for a toddler bed. Turns out, she is currently sleeping in a crib. How do I know that, you ask? Well, it is because amazing Amanda sent MORE pics today! She took photos of our beautiful Rita with the blanket and puppy that we mailed to her. Look how cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been corresponding with Amanda and learning a lot about our girl. We are also learning a lot about how we might be able to make the transition easier for her. More on that later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have a minute, check this out.  &lt;a href="http://www.chinesestarfish.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.chinesestarfish.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-8827122006890689538?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/8827122006890689538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/08/making-room-for-rita.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/8827122006890689538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/8827122006890689538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/08/making-room-for-rita.html' title='Making Room for Rita!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoYfJUwFQOI/AAAAAAAAANo/FTuU0aroMG4/s72-c/IMG_1127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-5030814212629544104</id><published>2009-08-11T19:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:48:39.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoIi0nNuovI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YdVPlPbk7p4/s1600-h/Rita9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 190px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368891993054159602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoIi0nNuovI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YdVPlPbk7p4/s320/Rita9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I received an email back from Amanda at Starfish. She sent me some precious photos that were taken this month! Aren't they just precious?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoIsnN4uhHI/AAAAAAAAAMw/cuuIbVMCJ7A/s1600-h/Rita+silly.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoIisN2cZiI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Lcr3sxSpGO0/s1600-h/Rita8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368891848806655522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoIisN2cZiI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Lcr3sxSpGO0/s320/Rita8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368902599334053810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoIsd-r6R7I/AAAAAAAAAMo/8Ky1gppKE5w/s320/Rita+sassy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-5030814212629544104?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/5030814212629544104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/08/more.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/5030814212629544104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/5030814212629544104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/08/more.html' title='MORE!!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoIi0nNuovI/AAAAAAAAAMg/YdVPlPbk7p4/s72-c/Rita9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-6386121536938395168</id><published>2009-08-11T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:49:41.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I struck gold!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoIbIzFncNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/aofozu0gX8g/s1600-h/Rita+Jungle+Princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 305px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368883543745720530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoIbIzFncNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/aofozu0gX8g/s320/Rita+Jungle+Princess.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where do I even begin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I spoke to Carol about this beautiful baby in June, she referred to her as "Emily from Starfish." Okay, I get that they call her Emily, but what is Starfish? I breifly googled starfish back then but never really found anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I heard back from the woman at "Blessed Kids" about my package to Rita. She told me that her father called the orphanage in Yulin City (up north) and was told that she was actually in a foster program in Xi'an. (capital city of Shaanxi which is in the southern part of the province.) This morning in the shower (the ONLY place where I think clearly) it hit me. Starfish is probably a foster care system in Xi'an. I googled, and here is what I found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoIY7RvHsrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/CS3NQ1BFp28/s1600-h/Rita+and+friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368881112431440562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoIY7RvHsrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/CS3NQ1BFp28/s320/Rita+and+friends.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thestarfishfosterhome.org/"&gt;http://www.thestarfishfosterhome.org/&lt;/a&gt;. I opened it up and there she was! My daughter is currently being cared for by some of the most amazing people on planet earth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A woman named Amanda, who I personally believe is an angel, started this facility. They take high-risk children who need surgeries from orphanages who are not equiped to handle the special need, they raise $$ for the surgeries, she personally goes with the child to the hospital, they care for these children and prepare their dossiers so that they can be adopted through the CCAA. Most of the children are cleft lip/cleft palate or have heart conditions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But wait, there is more!! She keeps a blog!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read through her blog and found precious pictures of Rita! When I saw the picture of her in an animal print halloween costume, I knew for sure that this little fashionista belongs in our family! I also found the cutest photo of her with her little friends. (she's the peanut on the far left.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I found several blogs talking specifically about her medical condition, her surgery and her recovery. This is more information than I ever expected to know about her. Apparently her tumor was actually a parasidic twin. It extended from her bottom into her little tummy. If it had not been removed when it did, it would have killed her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda took her all the way to Shanghai for her surgery. She expected a 3 hour surgery and a 20 day stay in Shanghai. It turned out to be a 6 hour surgery and a gruelling 44 day stay in Shanghai. How do you ever say enough "thank yous" to someone who had done this for your child? Do you see why I think this woman is an Angel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While in Shanghai, little Rita met Stephen Curtis Chapman and his wife Marybeth. I have the photo to prove it! Brenda - I'll bet you are cracking up right now!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoIaX5Z0UFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/FXGiBjUAAn4/s1600-h/Rita+and+the+Chapmans"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368882703627472978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoIaX5Z0UFI/AAAAAAAAAMI/FXGiBjUAAn4/s320/Rita+and+the+Chapmans" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thrilled to have found this. I can't believe this information had been available on the internet all this time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sent an email to Amanda and hope to learn more about Rita before we go. Specifically, I'd like to find out what things we can do when we first meet her that will make her feel less afraid. Maybe we can even email her some video clips. Wouldn't that be cool?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, and I have to post something that she wrote about Rita. I loved this: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I have no doubt that she is going to be a daddy's girl. She loves men with big voices. I think that she is going to have her dad tied around her finger. She would often fall asleep when they were holding her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a piece from her blog about the surgery: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Her surgery was a really big one. The teratoma (parasitic twin) was clearly visible on her butt but what we did not know was how far it was into her stomach. The surgery took six hours and that was a long time to wait. They expected it to be three hours so you can only imagine how much you worry. Dr Wu did some laprascopic surgery on her stomach first and then opened up her back to get the mass out. It was as big as her head, the doctors told me. She was healing well when I found the blood in the bed which I wrote about. That took a really long time to heal properly. I went to the hospital everyday since we checked out on May 3 to clean the wound out, drain the fluids (It was still really deep) and to change the dressings. Finally we got the go ahead to come home. I was so happy about that!!!When I do these trips there are so many people I would like to thank:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iAdV8hvbpkw/SDEn81yE1jI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/o8tjNnovhFs/s1600-h/EmilyDrsWuHong.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1) I am so grateful for the skills of the doctors, especially Drs Wu and Hong who did such a great job with Emily. It was a really unusual surgery and one that was very unpredictable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2) I would also like to thank the two sponsors. As you might remember I went to a fund raising in March when the high school kids, and with the help of Interkom, raised 20 000RMB for a surgery. It was during that weekend that I first found out about Emily. A few days before I left, I heard from Lisa who is from the Casa de Epsana, a group of Spaniards who raise funds by having parties. They donated 10 270RMB. We then had the exact amount of money we needed for Emily's surgery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3) To the army of volunteers who made sure I was fed and that the laundry was done. The most delicious meals arrived and I felt so spoiled. I am so grateful for the use of your drivers and your resources. The way you supported me is just awesome and I am very grateful. It made being at the hospital so much easier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;4) To Emily's fan club: I loved watching you all lay the love on thick. She really is a charmer and so many people were just enchanted with her. Thank you for your prayers on her behalf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;5) To the Kedls who put up with me for a week soon after they moved into a new house and did not need the added stress: Thank you for being so welcoming and helping me so much with Emily.As if going through the surgery was not enough, Emily started teething then. She has got the biggest white spots on her upper gums. Poor kid!!!I did see her finding ad in the newspaper with all the other babies. So we are on our way with the adoption process. There was also four foreign families in Shanghai who expressed interest in adopting Miss Em. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tomorrow I will post pictures of Lucy's new big girl bedroom. It is awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I made the final batch of "make up" cookies to send out. I don't mean to brag, but they are simply spectacular! Land 'o' Lakes butter and I are a great team!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-6386121536938395168?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/6386121536938395168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-struck-gold.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/6386121536938395168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/6386121536938395168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-struck-gold.html' title='I struck gold!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SoIbIzFncNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/aofozu0gX8g/s72-c/Rita+Jungle+Princess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-6838853633883910772</id><published>2009-08-03T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:43:43.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to blog about!</title><content type='html'>It's been busy week, but so many wonderful things are happening!  Today we got some really great news.  We received our immigration approval in the mail!  If you haven't done this before, that may seem like no big deal.  Trust me, it is a BIG DEAL.  We've been waiting to hear from our agency about travel.  In the back of my mind I kept thinking "What if we get travel approval but can't go because of immigration?"  Today, those fears are gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember just 3 months ago, the first of May, that Chris and I didn't think we would be able to move forward at all.  We had some huge immigration road blocks that we didn't think we could get past. (Long boring story that I won't go into.) It was so frustrating!  We finally got approval to move forward, just in the nick of time.  Even then, we had to jump through a bunch more hoops.  To get that piece of paper in the mail today was amazing.  I guess we appreciate it so much more because we had to work so hard to get it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of this week has been BUSY!  This weekend, Chris and I painted Lucy's new room and the girl's play room.  Basically we are both covered in pink and green paint.  Chris is going to work on Lucy's closet later this week.  Hopefully we will have the house in order within 2 weeks.  Lucy is very excited about her new pink room.  Once we get it done I will post some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was cookie-baking weekend.  I thought I had the recipie perfected.  I didn't take into account that different brands of butter would respond differently.  Who knew?  Apparently store brand butter and Land 'o' Lakes butter are not created equal.  Batch #1 was perfect.  Batches #2 - #4 were not the cookies I had hoped for.  But, I boxed 'em up and mailed 'em out anyway.  Hopefully they got to their rightful owners before turning to stone!  Oh, all except the cookies for my sister Mary.  I mailed them to an address that she moved out of over 7 years ago.  Slowly.  Losing.  My. Mind.  Oh well, I have to bake new cookies again this weekend because UPS accidentally mailed my double-batch to the wrong address.  I knew this was not going to be a well-oiled-machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of, if you happened to purchase blueberry bread from me at the church bake sale only to discover that it was a nastly pile of uncooked goo, please let me know.  Apparently one batch was severly undercooked.  I'm willing to make good with a fresh batch of cookies made with Land 'o' Lakes butter. (Far superior to Publix butter!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking that I should just get out of the kitchen and stay out?  Yeah, me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are making enormous progress toward the adoption finances.  I don't even know where to start!  I've always known in my heart that God would provide for us.  He's proved himself to be so faithful!  But I will admitt that there have been moments of panic when I couldn't see clearly how that money would come.  I guess that is why we are to walk in faith, not in sight.  I have to record some of this, mostly for my own sake, but also because people have been asking how things are going with the fund-raising, and what types of expenses are involved with a Chinese adoption. (If you don't like to read about finances, skip this part!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We held the ebay auction to raise the required $5000 orphangae donation.  After it was all said and done, we cleared about $5200.  Thanks to EVERYONE who had a hand in this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got our Referral Approval from China, we had to send our final orphanage payment of $1800.  Thanks to the donation of my wonderful friend who started all this, we were covered for the payment.  (Thank you wonderful friend!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After doing some research, it looks like our flights to and from China will cost around $5500.  We found out this week that our tax returns for 2008 will be, you guessed it, just over $5500.  I am SO HAPPY that we filed an extension on this.  And to think that I was frustrated with my husband earlier this year for taking so long getting all this information together.  Silly me.  The timing on this is perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need another $2000 to take to China to pay for legal fees, paperwork, immigration etc.  Guess who just found some old Starwood stock valued at just over $2000?  Yep, that's me.  We will cash this in to cover those fees.  I had completely forgotten that I had this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that we need $460 for our Chinese Visas?  Good thing we raised $400 at our church bake sale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other fee that we need to come up with is $5000 for in-country travel (hotel, food, flights inside of China etc.)  Some of this has come our way through donations of friends and family.  We may hold one additional small fundraiser to wrap this up.  We'll see.  We are just so excited and grateful to be this close to our goal this quickly.  Its more than I ever hoped for.  It makes me think of a quote currently on the white board of a co-worker.  It goes something like this:  "Once you make a decision, the universe conspires to make it happen."  (Tarre - feel free to correct this if I've stated it wrong!)  Or, as I like to say, "We know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose." Romans 8:28.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing before I go to bed.  My dear friend Jennifer gave us an awesome little photo album.  It is soft and cushy for a little one.  Last week we filled it with photos of our family.  Then Lucy and I went to Target with the gift card Jen gave us and Lucy picked out a pink blanket with red lady bugs.  We packaged it up with one of Lucy's stuffed animals and mailed it off to Rita.  We used a serviced from &lt;a href="http://www.blessedkids.com/"&gt;www.blessedkids.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Very cool service.  Rita should have a package from us early this week.  We hope this will help her recognize us on gotcha day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we wait to hear from our agency for a travel date.  Maybe tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-6838853633883910772?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/6838853633883910772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-much-to-blog-about.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/6838853633883910772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/6838853633883910772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-much-to-blog-about.html' title='So much to blog about!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-3505267212878258037</id><published>2009-07-23T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:29:54.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Covered in Grace (actually, I'm swimming in it!)</title><content type='html'>Our auction was a HUGE success!! When I say that there are not enough 'thank yous' to go around, I really mean it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the final numbers yet because we still have to take out the fees for ebay, paypal, shipping etc, but I am confident is saying that we met our goal of raising the $5000 orphanage donation, and may even have a couple hundred left to put toward our travel fees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think that less than 2 months ago I hadn't even seen a picture of Rita and now I'm within 8 weeks of bringing her home AND managed to raise over $5000 in just 6 weeks, I am in awe. To loosly paraphrase my dear friend Ana "When God wants something done fast, get out of His way!" Amen to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew when we started this auction that there would be glitches along the way. Surprisingly there have been few, but they have been there none the less. Today I had two "boo boos" that I had to work my way out of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one is that I accidentally "double sold" a set of 4 Pirates Dinner Show tickets. I called my contact at Pirates to see if I could get a donation or buy some at cost. He was very nice and willing to try to help me, but there was some red tape involved and no guarantee. So, I went to the source of the original 4 Pirate tickets in hopes that I could purchase them at cost or find a way to earn them. Without batting an eye, I was granted 4 more Pirates tickets. I did not expect that at all!! What a relief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd boo boo was that Chris posted a photo of an item that we didn't actually have! I had a small Vera Bradley jewelry holder to sell. Chris posted a larger jewelry case in a different fabric. I've been so busy that I didn't even notice. Until we sold an item we don't have to a person we don't know!! OOPS! How am I gonna get out of this one? I printed out a copy of the posted jewelry case and took it to my friend Debbie at Pink Chalet to see if she had anything similar that she would sell me at cost. Debbie had the EXACT same case in the EXACT same fabric, and she donated it to the auction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do you understand the title of my post? I couldn't ask for anything more. Well...maybe one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not expect Referral Approval this fast. We still do not have our renewed I-171H. There were some complications with Chris this year that nearly kept us from proceeding with this adoption. Those things have been cleared up (hooray) but they complicated our immigration. He needs to send some additional documents to USCIS. We thought we had until August 14 to get this done. Surprise - we need immigration approval now!! I fedexed the document this morning and am now at the mercy of USCIS. I'm a teeny bit nervous about this, but mostly I think God will cover us on this one as well. If He wants us in China, we're going to China!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I say "thank you" to everyone who made this auction a success? I am so grateful. I am especially grateful to those of you who passed it along to friends and family. We sold a suprising number of items to friends of friends of friends that we've never even met! If you bought something, I promise we are working hard to get things mailed and delivered. I will get this all wrapped up on Saturday when I have more time to spend. Then on Sunday, the cookie baking begins! If you bought cookies on the auction, look for them on your doorstep early next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody want to come to my house and paint a little girl's bedroom next weekend? Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beat. Going to bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-3505267212878258037?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/3505267212878258037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/covered-in-grace-actually-im-swimming.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/3505267212878258037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/3505267212878258037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/covered-in-grace-actually-im-swimming.html' title='Covered in Grace (actually, I&apos;m swimming in it!)'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-2672760559054606739</id><published>2009-07-21T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:34:40.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here she is!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Introducing the very beautiful Rita XingMin DeFelice!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also known as "Li'l Rita!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361115842737142930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SmaCdF4Q_JI/AAAAAAAAALY/Yfb8jGhpqPM/s400/Rita+Xing+Min+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why am I able to post her photo?? Because we received Referral Approval today!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RA means that China has reviewed our dossier and given us full permission to become her family! We were expecting to get this phone call sometime in mid to late September. I was NOT expeting the call today! The call went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring Ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; (Hmmm - why do I know that area code?) This is Teresa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; Hi Teresa, this is Leah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh Hi Leah. (Why is Leah from work calling me? Does she have a cell number with a weird area code? Am I missing a meeting?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; We received your RA today. We'll be sending the paper work out via FedEx tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; (Who is this? What Leah? Just pretend like you know her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caller:&lt;/strong&gt; Your projected travel dates are late August to early September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; (Travel dates? What? Ooooooooohhhh - this is my adoption agency!) Oh, Hi Leah! We got what? We got referral approval? We're traveling when? You are kidding me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now imagine a combination of laughing and crying. That was me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I called Chris "Hi honey, are you sitting down..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in total, elated shock! I was hoping to travel in November, but fully expecting to wait until January. I cannot believe that we are going to have our baby by September! We'll be in China in approximately 6 to 8 weeks. Unbelievable!! Ever since I got the phone call I've been making a little list in my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita will be with us for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Rita will be with us for Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;Rita will be with us for Lucy's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Rita will be with us for Halloween. I wonder if she'll fit in Lucy's old bee costume?&lt;br /&gt;Rita will be with us for the family celebration that I can't talk about yet because it is a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;Rita will be with us VERY shortly after her 2nd birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita turns 2 on August 20. It means so much to me that we are going to miss less of her "twos" than I thought. Wouldn't it be so cool if we were in China for her birthday? Now I'm just getting carried away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This are the kind of miracles that happen in my life when I just trust and let God be in control. He is SO good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another photo of our girl. This is her "baby" picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SmaBvMrxA7I/AAAAAAAAALQ/Ev32qpBoMtU/s1600-h/Rita+Xing+Min+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 282px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361115054289781682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SmaBvMrxA7I/AAAAAAAAALQ/Ev32qpBoMtU/s400/Rita+Xing+Min+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is my blog, I get to talk about whatever I want, so I want to talk about something amazing that Lucy did last night as we were getting ready for bed.&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about what it will be like when we go get Rita. My friend Heather recently sent me an excellent email talking about how they prepared their daughter to go back to China to bring home her little sister. I asked Lucy if she thought Rita would be scared. Then I asked her what things we could do to help Rita feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;Lucy started to cry. "Mommy, I'm so sorry I cried when you held me in China. I didn't mean to. Can we change it? Can we change all the pictures so I'm not crying. I'm sorry I cried Mommy." My heart just about broke!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lucy knows the story of how we met in China and how she was a total Daddy's-girl for the first week. She even likes to "role-play China" where she pretends like she doesn't like me. Then she gets a little closer. Then she puts one hand on my lap. Then the other. Then she crawls up. And I have to say "Oh look, Lucy is coming to me. Oh, she is putting her hand on my lap! Oh, I think she is going to give me a hug. Oh, I am so happy!!"&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the first time she ever expressed remorse about the whole thing. I couldn't believe how sincere she was about it! Of course I held her and told her it was okay and that Mommy still loved her right away and that it is normal for baby's to cry. I hope that her little bits of understanding and the story telling we do about China will help her when we go get Rita.&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yeah. I forgot to mention that my smarty husband figured out how to add our old Lucy-China blog to our current blog. If you have no life and want to check out our travel blog from 2005, there is a link posted along the right hand side of the blog under the auction Q&amp;amp;A. I don't expect anyone will read it, but Chris and I are feeling a little nostalgic over it so we posted it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to China in 6 - 8 weeks. Holy Cow!! Every now and then I freak out for a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to write more, but I have to go write another harrassing email about the fundraiser. We've got to raise money faster than I thought. Holy Cow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-2672760559054606739?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/2672760559054606739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-she-is.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/2672760559054606739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/2672760559054606739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/here-she-is.html' title='Here she is!!!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SmaCdF4Q_JI/AAAAAAAAALY/Yfb8jGhpqPM/s72-c/Rita+Xing+Min+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-3502604680749682565</id><published>2009-07-19T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:25:38.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bake Sales are NOT for Whimps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SmPkblONObI/AAAAAAAAAK4/PHoMAynu7sE/s1600-h/IMG_1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360379144000321970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SmPkblONObI/AAAAAAAAAK4/PHoMAynu7sE/s400/IMG_1010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SmPelggu85I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MbqEVIOHajM/s1600-h/IMG_0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360372717464777618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SmPelggu85I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MbqEVIOHajM/s400/IMG_0991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What did I do Saturday? Thanks for asking! I baked:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9 mini quick breads&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 dozen double chocolate muffins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 dozen blueberry muffins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 dozen lemon poppyseed muffins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 dozen chocolate chip cookies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 dozen rice crispy treats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 dozen oatmeal cookies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My fabulous friend Shannan also spent a good portion of her day baking. Thank yo&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SmPh3095lVI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6CY6Z8R85zg/s1600-h/IMG_1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360376330728346962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SmPh3095lVI/AAAAAAAAAKY/6CY6Z8R85zg/s400/IMG_1005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;u Shannon! She makes the most delicious carrot cake! AND she spent a good portion of her day in the hot sun helping us sell baked goods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday we schelped all of it to church, with the help of my handsome husband, and set out to make some $$ for the Rita fund. We also had great help from Jade, the 18 year old daughter of my friend Ana, and "best &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SmPiyg0if8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/s0tI9LikWXA/s1600-h/IMG_1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360377338932658114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SmPiyg0if8I/AAAAAAAAAKo/s0tI9LikWXA/s400/IMG_1003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;friend" of Lucy! She did such a good job!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 services and many wonderful people later we managed to make a profit for the Rita fund of $400. Thank you Family Christian Center! It was really wonderful to meet new people and experinece their generousity. What I loved most, as with last week, were the number of people who shared their adoption stories or their desire to adopt as well. I hope that we can inspire some other couple to follow their dreams of adoption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am glad that we did it, but I am glad that it is over. Definitely not for whimps! It has been a long and busy weekend. And, while Lucy has been a great trouper, I think she needs a little more quality time with Mom and Dad. We'll plan some good family time for next Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to everyone who has looked at our auction! I am so excited to see how it goes the next couple of days. I am hopeful that the bidding will pick up in the final 24 hours. We still have a number of really cool prizes (aqua foot detox, hydration station, baskets from Woodhouse Day Spa) that don't have bids on them yet. I am REALLY excited that some people have purchased my cookies. Okay, mostly my family, but still, I'm exicted that my cookies can help bring Rita home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360377713719424226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SmPjIVAqtOI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ggc-X0u8PQg/s400/IMG_1006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are adding 4 items to the auction tonight. A $40 Darden certificate, dinner for 2 at Cracker Barrel, $30 Cantina Laredo Certificate and 4 Pirates Dinner Show tickets.  Also adding a $35 gift card to Prime Outlets! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;CHRIS IS POSTING THEM SO THEY GO ON SALE AT 7PM MONDAY NIGHT. THEY WILL END WITH EVERYTHING ELSE AT 7PM TUESDAY NIGHT. Get 'em while they're hot.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to post some photos, then I'm off to bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-3502604680749682565?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/3502604680749682565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/bake-sales-are-not-for-whimps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/3502604680749682565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/3502604680749682565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/bake-sales-are-not-for-whimps.html' title='Bake Sales are NOT for Whimps!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SmPkblONObI/AAAAAAAAAK4/PHoMAynu7sE/s72-c/IMG_1010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-2663844893362785840</id><published>2009-07-17T05:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T08:03:26.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 More Bidding Days Left!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Our auction is up and running! We are very excited to have sold a couple of "buy it now" items and we have bids on several other items. We are hoping that things will start to pick up a little this weeeknd.&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't the bidding type, please consider a "buy it now" item. We have several things that you can pay a set amount and and take it home today! For example:&lt;br /&gt;Bergamo's $100 certificate for $90&lt;br /&gt;Extra value meal (1 a month for a year) $50&lt;br /&gt;Dinner for 2 at the Venetian Room $150&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous flower hair bows - 6 for $15&lt;br /&gt;Gourmet Chocolate Chunk Cookies $40&lt;br /&gt;At Your Service $100 certificate for $85 (You should really check out &lt;a href="http://www.ays4u.com/"&gt;www.ays4u.com&lt;/a&gt;. It is a very cool business!)&lt;br /&gt;ARABIAN NIGHTS TICKETS AT HALF PRICE&lt;br /&gt;2 Aquatica tickets for $75&lt;br /&gt;Discovery Toys basket for $60&lt;br /&gt;and more.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that I sound like a walking infomercial. I just need to get past this fundraiser so I can start blogging about what I really want to blog about - Rita!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who has been helping me spread the word. There simply are not enough thank you's to go around!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-2663844893362785840?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/2663844893362785840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-more-bidding-days-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/2663844893362785840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/2663844893362785840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-more-bidding-days-left.html' title='5 More Bidding Days Left!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-8471664411760755878</id><published>2009-07-15T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:32:11.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Auction Starts TONIGHT!</title><content type='html'>Before I go any further, I have to give a big "shout out" to my handsome and hardworking husband. He has been (and is, at this moment!) working so hard to make this auction a reality. Apparently setting up 55 ebay auctions to launch at 1 time as an easily-identifiable ebay store is no easy task!! He is doing an amazing job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier I had mentioned how I had really prayed about what type of fundraiser I could do based on my talents and resources, and how this auction got dropped in my lap. What I failed to recognize at the time is that this is also the perfect use of Christopher's talents and resources. I could not be doing this without his patience, perserverance and general mastry of ebay. It has actually turned out to be the perfect project for us to do as a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The auction launches at 7:00 tonight. I am going back and forth between panic, and reminding myself that I am not the one in control! I know it is going to be okay (actually, better than okay) and I know it will have its share of glitches as well. I just need to keep the end goal in mind and remember that any money we add to the adoption account is more money than we had last week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...if you are reading this, please consider bidding on something and please tell a friend! We truly do have something for everyone. We recently added some awesome health and beauty items such as gift baskets from Woodhouse Day Spa, Aqua Foot Detox and Hydration Station from Hollywood Tans and even Laser Hair Removal! Did I mention teeth whitening? Okay, now I'm just starting to sound like a commercial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have added a DIRECT LINK from this blog to the EBAY STORE! You can click the link on the tip right of the blog page or click on this link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stores.shop.ebay.com/rita-adoption-fund__W0QQ_armrsZ1"&gt;http://stores.shop.ebay.com/rita-adoption-fund__W0QQ_armrsZ1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will only show the Arabian Nights tickets and cookies until everything launches at 7 pm. Chris is working to make this as idiot proof (for my sake!) as possible. In the meantime, here is a list of Q and A that I put on our newsletter last night. I hope it is helpful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-8471664411760755878?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/8471664411760755878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/auction-starts-tonight.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/8471664411760755878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/8471664411760755878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/auction-starts-tonight.html' title='Auction Starts TONIGHT!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-4844917837825801774</id><published>2009-07-12T18:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T19:07:48.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A busy Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SlqWECYs6qI/AAAAAAAAADE/f2Lkn2CcaSI/s1600-h/mommy+lucy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 166px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357759702814747298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SlqWECYs6qI/AAAAAAAAADE/f2Lkn2CcaSI/s200/mommy+lucy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whew! We had a busy but great day today. Our church, Family Christian Center in Clermont, let us set up tables during all the services today. There are four services, each being held in two locations simultaneously. In order to "man" both the tables, we got help from our dear, dear friends (and fellow adoptive parents) Nick and Ana. We could not have done it without them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We set up tables with balloons and a sign with a picture of our beautiful Rita. In order to include our church family in our auction, we asked everyone to share their email address with us so we could include them on our Rita-adoption-fund newsletter. We were able to aquire another 100 email addresses. Hooray! Hopefully some of them will pass our newsletter/blog onto friends. We will be back for service again tomorrow night. Honestly, I don't know how Pastor Rick does this every weekend. We are exhausted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love our church! Everyone is so friendly and so "real." It was great to meet new people. We want to say a very extra special thank you to Larry Roberts, our care pastor, who arranged for us to have the tables and to put flyers in each of the bulletins. Also, thanks to Dennis who leads the Praise and Worship Team for giving us a "shout out." I know that it made a big difference for us. Here are some photos from our day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SlqUfq2t9YI/AAAAAAAAACU/RnRsF3Rv8eM/s1600-h/IMG_0949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357757978511275394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SlqUfq2t9YI/AAAAAAAAACU/RnRsF3Rv8eM/s320/IMG_0949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SlqUgWjBY5I/AAAAAAAAACk/NmtuIRXXiV4/s1600-h/Chris+and+Pastor+Rick.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357757990239822738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SlqUgWjBY5I/AAAAAAAAACk/NmtuIRXXiV4/s320/Chris+and+Pastor+Rick.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SlqUgE2O01I/AAAAAAAAACc/x7N3VurMHu0/s1600-h/IMG_0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357757985488556882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SlqUgE2O01I/AAAAAAAAACc/x7N3VurMHu0/s320/IMG_0952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-4844917837825801774?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/4844917837825801774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-sunday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/4844917837825801774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/4844917837825801774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-sunday.html' title='A busy Sunday!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/SlqWECYs6qI/AAAAAAAAADE/f2Lkn2CcaSI/s72-c/mommy+lucy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-1584588835830360629</id><published>2009-07-10T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:48:17.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have the BEST FRIEND'S ever!!</title><content type='html'>Every time I turn around, some other wonderful friend is blessing me with an item donation, an offer to tell other people about us and occassionally a check that they won't let me refuse. Even better, people are being very encouraging and telling me what things they want to bid on. It has been an amazing week!&lt;br /&gt;I have to share about a friend of mine who has gone above and beyond. He wrote a small article about us on his on-line magazine, AND he hooked me up with a woman who writes for &lt;a href="http://www.examiner.com/"&gt;http://www.examiner.com/&lt;/a&gt;. She interviewed me on Thursday and is going to post an article next week. Hopefully all of this unexpected publicity will help us with our auction, and continue to educate people about the joys of adoption.&lt;br /&gt;Please take a moment to check out the article on my friend Sunil's site &lt;a href="http://egruve.com/2009/07/fundraising-ideas/"&gt;http://egruve.com/2009/07/fundraising-ideas/&lt;/a&gt; You can also click on the eGruve link up to go straight to our article. He even posted a "donate now" link. I don't really expect miscellaneous strangers to donate, but you never know. Either way, it was a very generous thing for him to do. Thanks Sunil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of amazing friends.... I have had a handful of people ask about making a donation.  My intention has never been to ask for money - that is why we created the auction.  However, one particular friend was gracious in explaining that it is a blessing to give, and that she really wanted to give.  We have set up a "chip in " gadget to the right to make it easy for people.  It goes through Paypal so it is secure, but you will need to set up a Paypal account. (the link will walk you though.  It is pretty easy.)&lt;br /&gt;But again, I would rather that you bid on something so you can get a great prize.  If you don't want any of the tickets or dinners, bid on my amazing Chocolate Chunk Cookies!!  I am making a bunch of them so there will be lots available on the auction.&lt;br /&gt;4 more days until the auction starts.  I am getting very excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-1584588835830360629?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/1584588835830360629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-best-friends-ever.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/1584588835830360629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/1584588835830360629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-best-friends-ever.html' title='I have the BEST FRIEND&apos;S ever!!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-1620675568887068639</id><published>2009-07-08T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T03:22:20.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're getting closer every day!</title><content type='html'>I just want to take a moment to say how excited I am by all of the support we are getting! My friends, family and business associates continue to be ridiculously generous in the things that they are donating to this auction. Only 1 week to go before the auction starts, and we continue to add to an already amazing list. Here are a few new additions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST ADDED: 4 tickets to Pirates Dinner Show!  This is a great family show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$100 certificate to At Your Service. This is an awesome service that everyone needs!!! I will post more details on the ebay listing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 ZOOM! whitening treatment from Sand Lake Centre for Advanced Dentistry. Who doesn't need whiter teeth??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laser hair removal - 6 treatments from Laser Skin Rejuvination! Ladies - you know you want this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more Universal Orlando tickets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A golf foursome at Orange Lake Country Club! Great course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 nights at Sheraton Vistana Villages! Seriously - 3 nights of luxury!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A health package including hydro-massage, foot aqua detox, body scan, VO2 max testing and more from Dr. Lee at The Institute for Hormonal Balance! His practice is amazing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please check out the full list to see if there is something that you would like to bid on. It is my sincere hope that my friends and family will be able to walk away with some great prizes while helping us get Rita home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are NOT EBAY SAVVY - DON'T WORRY! We will post an ebay link on our site, along with some FAQs to help you figure it out. Or you can just call me/e-mail me and I'll walk you through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited! Please bid on something or tell someone you know! AUCTION BEGINS ON WEDNESDAY, JULY 15!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-1620675568887068639?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/1620675568887068639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-getting-closer-every-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/1620675568887068639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/1620675568887068639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-getting-closer-every-day.html' title='We&apos;re getting closer every day!'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-4511839975737151862</id><published>2009-07-04T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T13:15:19.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you find me via my "newsletter?"</title><content type='html'>If so, welcome!!  Thank you for taking the time to read our e-mail and check out our blog! My genius husband figured out how to do a newsletter so I could get the word out to family and friends.  Now I'm just waiting to see if people read it or delete it.  We all get so bombarded by e-mail these days that I am a little skeptical about its effectiveness.  We'll see!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited about all the amazing things that have been donated to our auction!  I never expected to have so many really cool things for people to bid on!  If you see something you like, please bid.  If not, please forward it to others who might want to bid.  THANK YOU! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say that I had more updates on baby Rita.  Other than getting pre-approval from China, all we can do now is wait.  We pray every night that the Lord keep her safe and healthy, and that He prepares her heart for her new family.  We cannot wait to get the official approval (once our dossier is reviewed) so that we can start sending her packages and pictures.  That is why we had the new photos taken.  We want to be sure our little angel gets to see our faces before we meet her.  Either way I think she is likely to be a bit frightend by us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fundraiser is an excellent way to make the wait go by quickly.  Well, that and trying to figure out how to cram a 4th person and all their required "stuff" into our home!  One thing is for sure, I won't need to go clothes shopping for Miss Rita.  We're pretty well stocked up on girl clothes in my house.  I wonder what size she will be???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's July 4 and I've yet to go to a picnic, put on something red, white or blue or, for that matter, take a shower!  I think I'll go do that right now.  Just wanted to welcome and thank those of you who've found their way to our blog/auction site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-4511839975737151862?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/4511839975737151862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/did-you-find-me-via-my-newsletter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/4511839975737151862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/4511839975737151862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/did-you-find-me-via-my-newsletter.html' title='Did you find me via my &quot;newsletter?&quot;'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-9089432868102289293</id><published>2009-07-01T09:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:04:40.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special need?  What special need?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As far as we're concerned, our daughter is flawless.  However, if it wasn't for her "special need" we would not have this opportunity to become her parents.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rita was born with a sacrococcygeal teratoma.  I can't actually pronouce that, but as far as I can tell, it was a large benign tumor on her little bottom.  She had it surgically removed when she was 8 months old.  Based on her medical records, the surgery went well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some complications that can result from this are scoliosis, reoccurance of the tumor or impact on internal organs or bowels.  Based on the translated medical records it does not appear that these things are issues.  But if they are, we will deal with them as any parent deals with a child's illness or issues.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We've seen photos of her scaring both immediately following the surgery and more recently.  (obviously we will not be sharing these photos)  She will definitely need reconstructive surgery at some point.  Again, we will not know the full extent of it until she comes home, but we are (we hope!) prepared to deal with it.  In one of the e-mails that I received while reviewing her file she was described as "beautiful face, ugly bottom."  I thought "So what?  Me too!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, as far as we're concerned, she's not "special needs." But, in the world of China adoption, her tumor and scaring kept her off of the healthy baby list.  This kept her from being automatically matched with a family the way that Lucy was matched with us.  She was placed on the Waiting Child list which includes children who are older or have some kind of physical or mental challenge.  Or sometimes children who have a corrected special need or some kind of imperfection.  These children can still be adopted, but they need to be "selected" by a family.  While we are sad that she had to endure this tumor and surgery at such a young age, but we understand that this tumor is the reason we were able to find her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For anyone who wants more information on her specific condition, here is a link to wikipedia. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sacrococcygeal_teratoma"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sacrococcygeal_teratoma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-9089432868102289293?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/9089432868102289293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/special-need-what-special-need.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/9089432868102289293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/9089432868102289293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/special-need-what-special-need.html' title='Special need?  What special need?'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-4242790613963246622</id><published>2009-07-01T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T08:15:53.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another thought</title><content type='html'>If you read my post on fundraising and thought "why should I help this chick build her family?  She didn't help me pay my hospital bill when I had my kids,"  I completely understand!!  It does feel a little ackward to ask for help with this.  All I can say is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are trying hard not to ask for money, but rather offer something of value to those who participate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am justifying it because a) we don't have much choice and b) during times in my life that I have had money I have always been active in giving to charities, volunteering at church, mentoring children and generally trying to "give back" when I can.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am learning that a little humility, along with the realization that I cannot do everything myself is probably part of my spiritual growth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And finally, if it makes you feel uncomfortalbe, please opt out!  Its okay!  My feelings will not be hurt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;There.  I feel better having said all that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-4242790613963246622?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/4242790613963246622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/4242790613963246622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/4242790613963246622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-thought.html' title='Another thought'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-6892716853573664192</id><published>2009-06-30T18:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:31:18.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some thoughts on fundraising</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When we brought Lucy home from China we were fortunate enough to have the financial resources. We would never have thought to ask friends or family to help us build our family. However, times have changed! It is very humbling for Chris and me to seek help, but we are going to do what we have to do to get Rita home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days after we filed paperwork to pursue Rita I had breakfast with a very dear friend. Out of no where, she presented me with a check to help us with our orphanage donation. I was overwhelmed by her generousity. I also felt a huge sense of responsibility toward this money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than 1 hour later I was finishing up a meeting with a client. Out of the blue she says to me "Let me know if your company ever does any fundraisers because we are willing to make donations." I thanked her and let her know that we sometimes do that kind of thing. Then it occurred to me to ask her if they would consider donating to a personal fundraiser. I told her about Rita and she did not hesitate for a moment to donate a certificate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been praying and pondering for days what kind of fundraiser I could pull off based on my talents and resources. I knew that day that we would be doing an on-line auction with donated items. Within the next 48 hours I made a few phone calls and was able to bring in another 10 item donations. I am absolutely overwhelmed and encouraged and humbled by all of this. My friends and business associates have been completely selfless in donating based on their resources. This has truly become a community project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how this (hopefully) works: &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We've created an e-bay store called rita-adoption-fund. We will start the auction on Wednesday, July 15 and end it on Tuesday, July 21.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We've set up a completely separate bank account (managed by my BFF Michelle) with a pay pal account that will put the auction money directly into this account.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The money raised will go toward our required orphanage donation via our agency, America World Adoption Association. Over the past 10 - 15 years, these donations have GREATLY increased the quality of care received by the children.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the list of items that I have so far.  I hope to have 10 - 15 more by auction time, including some rounds of golf, a mall gift card and some gift cards to chain restaurants.  I hope you see something you want to bid on!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GOURMET COOKIES!!! For a $35 donation I will mail you a box of delicious, home made chocolate chip cookies. Trust me, they are deeeeelicious!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; $50 certificate to Tony Roma's Restaurant (2 of these)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; $50 certificate to Pacino's Restaurant or Key W. Kool's restaurant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Lot of beautiful handmade bows/flower clips for your little girl's hair &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Professionally made "gotcha day" video! (could also be used for birthday or other celebration)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4 VIP passes to Arabian Nights Dinner Show with stable tour (very cool - we've done it.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dinner for 2 at Raglan Road Irish Pub at Downtown Disney&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vera Bradely Super Tote and Matching Cook Keeper in Night Owl print&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 nights in a 2 bedroom suite at the Staybridge Suites in Lake Buena Vista, FL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; $100 to Bice Ristorante at Portofino Bay Hotel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 tickets to Sea World&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 tickets to Aquatica&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 1-day 2-park tickets to Universal Studios&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wet 'n Wild gift basket including 2 tickets&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 tickets to Slueths Dinner Show in Orlando&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 nights at the Crowne Plaza Universal Hotel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 nights at Sheraton Safari Hotel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 nights at the Double Tree Disney Hotel plus breakfast&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;50 minute massage at Mandera Spa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Facial from Acqua Day Spa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;$25 certificate to Stonewood Grille and Tavern&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dinner for 2 at J. Alexanders&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;An extra value meal every month for a year at McDonalds (certain locations only)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;$100 certificate to Bergamo's Italian Restaurant&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 hot air balloon rides from Orlando Balloon Rides&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;$60 gift basket from Discovery Toys&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dental Care basket with electric toothbruch, teeth whitener, toothpast, mouthwash etc&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;David Yurman citrine ring&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;David Yurman citrine bracelet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-6892716853573664192?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/6892716853573664192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/6892716853573664192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/6892716853573664192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='Some thoughts on fundraising'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5459320920379714263.post-5150236265870570855</id><published>2009-06-27T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T20:11:01.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How we got here</title><content type='html'>As most everyone who knows us knows, our journey to China to bring home Lucy (our first daughter) was amazing.  We kept a blog on ladybugjournals.com and really enjoyed sharing our experience.  It has since become a very precious document that we cherish and share with Lucy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year after we brought Lucy home we were able to start "paperchasing" for our 2nd daughter.  We had a strong desire to go back to China because it was such a great experinece and we wanted to give Lucy a sister with her same heritage.  At the time I began the paperwork I was expecting (and okay with ) a two year wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paperwork did not go smoothly and took over a year to complete.  By this time the wait for a baby girl from China was expected to be 18 months, which was fine with us.  We waited only 7 months for Lucy, but were comfortable with a 18 - 24 month for Rita.  As time went by, the wait time continued to grow.  There is no telling what the wait for a "healthy" baby girl will actually be.  The families who are traveling now have waited over 3 years, and the wait time continutes to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected that I would be open to a "special needs" child.  I am not medically inclined.  I chose not to give birth for a reason!  Besides, I work full time and expect that I always will.  But God began working on my heart and softening me to the possibilities.  Through FCC (Families with Children from China) Chris and I began to meet other families with children who had been labeled "special needs."  Most often we did not see a special need, but rather a beautiful child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting with our pediatrician, speaking to other parents, looking at lots of special needs websites (check out &lt;a href="http://www.nohandsbutours.com/"&gt;www.nohandsbutours.com&lt;/a&gt; ) and lots of prayer, we were accepted into the Waiting Child program with our agency in March 2009.  It is called Waiting Child because these are children who will not be matched with families via the regular referral process.  These are children who are waiting for someone to choose them.  Some are older, some have severe special needs, some have minor needs or medical situations that have been corrected.  There are SO MANY beautiful children waiting for homes! (check out &lt;a href="http://www.rainbowkids.com/"&gt;www.rainbowkids.com&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our agency called us that same week with the file of an adorable girl with a cleft palate.  But due to some continued immigration issues we were having, we were unable to accept.  While I was sad about this, I knew in my heart that God had other plans for us and that this was not our daughter.  We still had some hoops to jump through, and Chris still needed time to fully ready his heart.  Our daughter came to us not via our agency, but through some very, very special friends.  Sometimes God puts people in your life but you are not sure why.  Other times it is amazingly clear and you just want to praise Him for letting you see Him work so clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met Nick and Ana at church 2 years ago.  For no reason, Lucy would not leave Nick alone.  She was crawling all over this man whom we had never met.  Little did I know that his beautiful wife Ana had it in her heart to adopt internationally but Nick was not open to it.  Over the next few months we all became great friends and Lucy worked her magic on Nick.  We cheered and cried along with Nick and Ana on their path to adopting from Vietnam.  Their beautiful little princess, Jasmine, is now 2 years old.  It was through Ana, and the people who processed their adoption that we found Rita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first saw Rita's file on June 2nd.  Rita was born with a sacroiliac tumor, a large tumor near the base of her spine.  When she was 8 months old she had surgery to remove the tumor.  As far as we can tell from her medical records, it does not appear that this tumor affected her spine or any of her organs.  The tumor did disfigure her bottom a bit, and the surgery to remove it has left a substantial scar.  She will likely need reconstructive/cosmetic surgery at some point.  More importantly, she has the smile of an angel!  Her paperwork describes her a quiet and gentle, with a ready smile.  She will be 2 years old on August 20. We asked to lock in her file for 48 hours so we could consult with our pediatrician and discuss it as a family.  On Sunday, June 7, we filled out all the paperwork needed to let China know that we want to make this little girl our daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next steps look like this:&lt;br /&gt;1. Wait for pre-approval.  We got this on Wednesday.  June 24.  This basically means "so far, so good."&lt;br /&gt;2. Wait for Referral Acceptance.  This could take 3 - 5 months.  Because our dossier has only been in China for a year and a half, it hasn't even been reviewed yet.  The CCAI needs to review our dossier before giving the offical acceptance.  Once this happens, we will be able to post Rita's photos.&lt;br /&gt;3. Wait for Travel Approval.  This generally takes 6 - 8 weeks from the Referral Acceptance.  Once we get TA, we can expect to be on a plane in 10 - 14 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we hate the wait, we are thankful for this time to prepare our home and do the fundraising necessary to pay the orphange donation and travel fees.  I will post soon about the fundraising efforts because I will need the support, participation and prayers of many to be successful.  I am confident and encouraged that God will provide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5459320920379714263-5150236265870570855?l=bringingritahome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/feeds/5150236265870570855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-we-got-here.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/5150236265870570855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5459320920379714263/posts/default/5150236265870570855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingritahome.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-we-got-here.html' title='How we got here'/><author><name>Teresa D</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03178783730499323854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ug-j2IXvYpU/S6i3owZYxgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/1H9WMYR9C8M/S220/clix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
