No Paperwork

Yep. My nightmare came true.  I went to the mailbox today to NOT find our fingerprinting paperwork.  I panicked. First, I did what any mom in this situation would do. I broke down. I started crying and my littlest man was all about comforting his momma. He brought me a tissue, sat in my lap and wiped my tears, and he offered me his blanket.  He put his arms around me and said, 'mommy, I sorry the paperwork isn't here."  How precious is this child??? He kept hugging me, kissing my cheek and said, 'mommy, are you happy now?'

 I emailed my best friend at USCIS. Didn't get a response.  I called our agency. The International Team is on retreat today and out of the office.  Can this get any more stressful?  I called our local office to ask for a phone number to call USCIS.  I have called in the past and not gotten a person. I was stressed beyond belief.

I called. I got a person.  I gave my story...and I waited.  There was no record in the system of our appointment.  I read verbatim the email trail as the officer on the other end of the phone read along with me.  Though the email said we had an appointment, their computer had no record. If the computer doesn't have the appointment, there is no appointment.

So a long story, we were rescheduled. We now have a fax copy of the appointment paperwork that we are required to have, and the originals are 'in the mail'.  We go the first part of September.  We still have enough time to get this done and be on schedule.

I hate hiccups.  This may seem insignificant, but when you are in it, clinging to everything and every step that brings you one step closer to your child...this is a big deal.

The only thing I can think is this...God has a reason for us not going tonight/tomorrow.  We don't know why, but there must be a reason.

The little guy woke up from his nap, I went to go get him, and I smiled real big when I saw him and told him how much I love him.  He looked at me and said, "mommy is happy." I said, "yes I am. I love you sooooo much."  He gave me a big, huge smile and hugged my neck so tight.  He pulled back and said, "did the paperwork come mommy?"

He is a nurturer.  He is a gem.  He is a lover.  He is God's chosen.  He is...my son.