Hide-and-Seek and other hotel room games.

We are getting to know this little girl just a little better each day. Her personality reveals its little gems a bit at a time. This morning, she was adamant in watching the CNN financial report while Justin changed her diaper. We we're told that she regularly watched Baby Einstein (in English), but they didn't mention she also liked Bloomberg Report. Her granddads will be so proud!

Hanging out in our room she spontaneously started doing some yoga (downward dog), which later turned into a game of hide and seek. We caught her spying on us from her crib (during what was supposed to be nap time), and then when she noticed us noticing her, she immediately headed for the corner of her crib, dropping her head down like an ostrich --while sporting a big grin on her face. We have yet to hear a laugh, but have had plenty of little quiet coos and giggles.

Unfortunately she is not feeling 100%. Her cold has gotten worse over the day and she is really congested, but this doesn't seem to dampen her sweet disposition. She curses us in Mandarin when we bring out the "snot sucker" but this animosity quickly fades. She has also been tugging at her ears, which we fear is a little ear pain. So she is now on occasional ibuprofen and I have a feeling she is going to need a steam-bath. So itspizza night in the hotel room. Sorry, no parties.

We are officially done with the "Chinese side" of her documentation and we are now moving toward her American immigration side of the paper chase. We included a typical scene from one of our many meetings. Funny, we work so hard getting her established with her Chinese identity and passport, just to have her become a US citizen as soon as we clear customs in San Francisco. Our prize is now in this final chase, her visa, so we can bring this little bundle home.

Thanks to all of you sending e-mails and blog comments our way. It's such a nice thing to wake up to in the mornings, so please keep it coming. Although we are surrounded by 15 million people, we are still a bit lonely for family and friends. Your kind words remind us of what blessings we have awaiting us at home.

Thanks to Nana and Granddad, we Skype with Helena about once a day and she has been a little trooper. We miss her so, and she appears to be growing every day. Unbelievable that she was this small when we first met her. We miss her a little more each day and try to block it out so as not to eventually lose it. Ten more days to go Lena! BTW, we weighed Marin this morning with the help of a luggage scale and shopping bag. 18 Lbs of pure sweetness.

What Else Ya Got, Mom?

We returned to the scene of the crime this morning and had our official meetings with the registry official and notary public. Marin is now our responsibility and we were formally asked our intent to accept her and make her part of our family. Although it may seem like some small formality, in the eyes of the Chinese Government it legally and morally solidifies our relationship with our new daughter. And with truth and confidence in our hearts we enthusiastically said "yes".

The main lobby in the Civil Affairs office was a much calmer scene today than it was twenty-four hours ago. To describe it yesterday as complete chaos would be an understatement. We were prepared for a hand off similar to Helena's, three years ago. On that afternoon each family was called up individually, their child was then brought out to them, they would greet him/her and then find a quiet corner to be alone with their new bundle. Not the case yesterday. Children (and their accompanying caregivers) arrived from every possible direction. All four of our group's families received their girls at approximately the same time. Although all of our (group's)introductions were fairly peaceful and subdued, this was not the case for everyone in the lobby. There were a few scared little souls and lots of tears. These initial meetings are hardest on the older kids (Butch and Mandy can relate with their "screamer")and we witnessed one especially difficult introduction. With their new son screaming bloody murder, Val offered them a little pep talk and shared little Reid's story with them. Butch and Mandy, fine folks from our first trip, endured an hour and a half of a wailing Reid, before he succumbed to their patience and warmth. I can still remember the three of them (Butch, Mandy and their new son Reid)filling the back of our bus with infectious laughter --all the way back to the hotel. We are happy to report that today we learned this same scenario occurred yesterday, with the little boy's fearful eyes replaced with grins and giggles.
But, enough about other people's kids...how about this daughter of ours? We had an amazing day getting to know this precious little gift. She is a charmer and loves to share her little smiles with whoever might catch her eye. Mom thought it was high time to introduce her to a couple kid staples, cheerios and rice congee. Marin's reaction, "Mom, where have you and your cheerios been all my life?!?!?!"

Here's Our Girl!

Where to begin... Words truly failed us today when we stood, stunned, as two lovely American women delivered our daughter Marin Irene into our arms. They said, "Do you know who we are?". Uh,... no. They proceeded to tell us that Marin has been with their charitable organization (True Children's Home) for special needs kids and has been in their loving care since she was four months old. They arranged for her lip AND PALATE surgery to be performed at the same time and she remained at their facility through the surgery (which was in June) for the past nine months. They proceeded to give us a special quilt made for her by some dear ladies in Phoenix, AZ and a priceless photo album that one of the staff members put together for her to have as a keepsake. To top it off, in keeping with a Chinese tradition, they had a small lock of her hair made into a special calligraphy paintbrush. Most importantly, it appears she has received excellent day-to-day care by people who love her. We were speechless, utterly speechless. When we tried to thank them, only our cracking voices could be heard through our tears. These are incredible people with such big hearts and faith in their cause. They handed Marin to us, answered all our immediate (albeit dumbfounded) questions, and gave her a big kiss on the cheek "bye bye Xi Xin!" as they left the building. We are so hopeful that we can honor their invitation and travel to see their facility sometime later this week in Dongguan, about 90 minutes south of here (Guangzhou).

Now about Marin, what an angel and what eyelashes. I have to say we were expecting a real challenge today. I thought since she was likely with foster parents, and probably returned to the orphanage for a short period of time, that she would be in a state of shock and sadness when she met us. On the contrary, she just looked up at us from her caretaker's arms so we wanted to move slowly without freaking her out. Mikel, the director (a twenty something supermodel who is fluent in Mandarin, Tyler), confidently said "Just take her, its okay". And we did, Val took her into our arms and Marin assessed us and just kept looking at us and others in the room, but she never freaked out or shut down, she only whimpered a bit at first. She didn't eat great when we got back to the room, but ate well enough (from a normal bottle) for us to breath a sigh of relief and put her to bed. She sang to herself, and I SWEAR she said "Mama", and flashed a couple smiles before drifting off to sleep. I must say, the whole day went about a thousand times better than we were expecting. Our prayers have been answered, really, and we are now excited to get to know this Baby Marin (and yes, we have called her Mimi a few times) over the next two weeks.

Helena has also been on our minds all day. We can't look out the window, get something to eat, or walk through the hotel without thinking of her and the special time we spent here together. We really miss our little Lane and that is sure to escalate over the next ten days. We can hardly wait to introduce her to her new baby sister.

Greetings from the PRC.

After a long morning of relaxing at the Hong Kong Hyatt, we boarded a train and set sail for the PRC.
The short two hour ride was great. Ambling along the track, checking out the countryside is so much more enjoyable than being stuffed in the cabin of a jetliner. I really wish trains were a more viable option for us in the US.
There's nothing like looking over miles and miles of endless high rise apartments to put into perspective what 1.3 billion people looks like. Wow. Cruising past "country towns" with hundreds of thousands of inhabitants is then dwarfed again when you arrive in Guangzhou, the 5th largest city in China (population 15 million).
Our smiling CCAI rep was patiently waiting for us at Guangzhou East station. Her name is Grace and she's great. With a sparkle in her eye, she answered the question that was on all our minds..."you will get your babies at 2 o'clock tomorrow."
We settled in at the White Swan (good to see the old Swan),and started to digest what we knew, where we were and what we had in store for the next 36 hours. We received some mysterious news about Marin's condition and current living situation. Sorry, no more than that to share until we hear the official word from her caretakers.
Last night and this morning was a sweet trip down memory lane. Seeing the young ones with their new proud parents is truly a sight to behold. At breakfast this morning, the dining room was full of babies, at various stages of getting to know their new mommies and daddies. We saw a few infants, toddlers, and certainly more special needs kids than last time. The hotel looks EXACTLY the same. The only difference in our room is that we have a city instead river view, but still interesting with lots of people-watching on the street below.
Well, that's it for now. We know you are patiently waiting for the "Real News", and we plan to deliver that in our next post. Please keep us, and especially Marin, in your thoughts and prayers... stay tuned.

Programming note: We are unable to access our own blog from here like last time. So, thanks to uncle Tyler who will be posting messages and images for us --hopefully it will work. We are still getting emails, so keep those comments coming. We love hearing from all of you. Butch, the ham fried rice is still damn tasty.

Do you need a suit?

All of the touts on the street corners of Hong Kong seem to think Justin does! We spent the morning exploring the city, and he was approached no less than ten times by entrepreneurial tailors. I guess he appeared a) under-dressed, b) gullible, c) wealthy, or d) American ... wrong on at least the last two counts.

After a very long travel day yesterday (twenty-four hours of transit between our house in Holladay and our Hong Kong hotel), and only three to four hours of sleep, we were beyond tired last night. However, our hotel is lovely and a nice place to lay our weary heads. We ordered room service and then had no energy to eat it. We slept well and then ate even better this morning. We are getting to know our travel group and it appears we will get to know at least three of couples quite well, as we will travel together by train tomorrow morning to Guangzhou. We re-acquainted ourselves with the Kawloon area today and had good memories from our last visit here. Then we had a dim sum lunch with our travel group and even had the same guide, Matthew, as we did three years ago. Families from our previous travel group can envision our lunch today... same room, same menu, great food. We also cruised around the shopping/tourist area. I mean, who really needs to go to the Louvre when you can see the Mona Lisa in burnt toast at the mall?

Justin was interviewed by a cute little elementary schoolboy (alias, Peter) on the waterfront today. Several boys were in there school uniforms and with their teachers. The boy was practicing his English for a school project by asking Justin how to spell his name, where he was from, and how long we were staying in town. Very cute. Along the waterfront, the Avenue of Stars is also a tourist hot spot and it is fun to see their fascination with Bruce Lee, paying homage to Hong Kong's coolest native son.

We thought we might watch the lights over the harbor tonight, but instead opted to have a few beers in the bar with some of our fellow travel couples. Funny, they were seeking our "wisdom" since we had done this before. We had to laugh since a few short years ago, we were begging for advice from those around us. We are amazed at these couples, who have patiently waited FIVE YEARS for their referrals and are finally going to meet their daughters in just a few hours. We are so happy for them.

See you on the mainland!

Marin, your room awaits...

and so does your family. We are down to the final hours, not days, before we hop on a plane and thoroughly screw up our internal clocks. Marin's bag is packed and it seems as though we have transferred the contents of an entire medicine cabinet, dresser, and toy box into her suitcase. We are going to weigh it to see if Mom and Dad can stuff in a few more things. Marin's parents, however, are going to share a suitcase...that should be interesting. So, bags packed. Room complete. Documents copied. Shots given. Appointments scheduled. We're almost ready but I'm sure that won't prevent the last-minute scurrying around that seems inevitable.

We continue to have a bit of feeding-anxiety. Since Marin has a cleft palate, this may present a bigger challenge than we had with her big sister (who, by the way, ate anything and everything for a year). We have been encouraged by parents with this experience under their belts to be patient and not to worry too much. These babies are usually quite adaptable and have figured out their own ways of eating, so we are hopeful that Marin will give us a little tutorial on how to best feed her. We hope the Pigeon nipple is all its cracked up to be!

Most importantly, Helena will be in the best of hands and will have all of her grandparents to entertain and keep very busy. I asked her last night what she is excited about and she said "Nana and Granddad, Baby Marin, Grandma Pat and YeYe (Granddad Jim)". I asked her what she was worried about and she said, "My blankie". So, I suppose since blankie is accounted for and grandparents are scheduled, she has very little weighing on her mind, thankfully.

We are starting to sense the excitement and warm encouragement from those around us. Thanks to all for your support and kind notes. A particular heart-felt thank you to whomever delivered the generous and thoughtful gift to our doorstep two nights ago. It included a Chinese proverb: "Make happy those that are near and those that are far will come". We deeply appreciate and will use your wonderful gift with this in mind, hoping to pay it forward in some way.

ps. A special Thank You to Nana Caroll. Truly, without her, it is hard to imagine this trip being possible. From her gentle motherly advice, her hand stitching of pillows and such in Marin's room, her devotion to her granddaughter Helena, and countless other little things she does for all of us, Nana always shines. As was her mother, Irene, Nana is a giver. She graciously and tirelessly gives all she has to her family. It brings us such joy to know that very soon little Marin Irene will soon feel first-hand her grandmother's love.

5 inches, and 10 degrees...awesome

"5 inches, and 10 degrees Fahrenheit" was the text I sent out to my brother Ty this morning at 7:45. It was the snow report for Solitude Mountain Resort, Sunday Jan 9, 2011. Now a decision had to be made. Would we brave the cold and hope that 5 inches of fresh snow was enough to cover in the old tracks of the last few days? Although not ideal, we were motivated by the forecast. After enduring a week in the valley of "the 4th worst quality air in the country", we were ready (and hopeful) to see the sun and breath some fresh air. With my "semi retirement" coming to dramatic halt in a few short days, and the knowledge that Val and I will soon be breathing air (in Guangzhou City) that will make Salt Lake's soup look pretty good, I was ready to take a chance on Solitude.

The day was glorious. (take a look). Sure, it was a little cold, but the sun was shining, the air was clear and crisp, and the sky was a vibrant blue. At the top you could see ridge after ridge of fresh snow, with some slopes bearing the signature tracks of dawn patrol soldiers. Ty and I both felt pretty good and the snow was effortless. We did have a little trouble with some wind loading in Honeycomb Canyon, but once back on the east side the snow felt as light as smoke, void of any resistance. The cherry on the day; experiencing one of my simple pleasures in life --following my little brother down a steep pitch, watching him as he skillfully works his board against the slope. Back on the lift, I started reflecting on our day, then on our surroundings, and then on the notion of how truly blessed we are here in the Wasatch Mountains. It is a magical place, I never take for granted.

Then Marin popped into my head (as she does on average every hour, night and day lately). And I started thinking about how special it will be to share this with her. As has Helena, Marin will come to love this place called Utah, these amazing seasons that bring us snow, sun, fresh water and occasionally, clean air :). It was an awesome thought in an amazing day.

Then, I starting thinking about next Sunday, and an overwhelming feeling came over me. As amazing as today is, it won't hold a candle to this time next week. Next Sunday (Monday in China) will be our little Marin's Gotcha Day. On January 16th, Val and I will spend a sleepless night and an early morning in great anticipation. Sometime late morning or early afternoon of the 17th we will then board a shuttle and depart our island enclave crossing over a bridge. Passing bicycle after bicycle and green taxi after green taxi we will travel along the south bank of the Pearl River. After a short while, as we stare out the window at the multitude of people staring back at us, we will turn into a warren of concrete that is downtown Guangzhou. We will leave our coach and enter a tall, nondescript office building. We will take a seat in an open room about the size of Read and Caroll's living room. And then, in an instant, our thoughts, inklings, wonderings, notions, hopes and fears about our daughter will start to unfold. Will her hair be long or buzzed short? Will she be walking? Will she look tired? Will she have a winter cold? Will she be a tiny thing or a buddha baby? More important questions will also be answered over the next several days: Will she shut down? Will she cry all day and night? Will she eat for us? What will she eat? All this and more will be revealed --as we take her into our arms and finally begin to learn what it's really, really like to have a little Marin Irene in our lives. That, my friends, will be an amazing day.