Green Bay Is No Haiti

This weekend I am going to Green Bay for my friends wedding. I am excited to see him and witness his wedding. However, I know that when I am flying to Green Bay, I will be wishing Kristen was by my side and it was a flight to Miami or to Port Au Prince. We went down in October and it was an amazing time and once you get to see and hug and play with your kids, the adoption becomes reality. Leaving them is heart wrenching and being able to look forward to seeing them again is something I long for. I just wish we could plan a trip right now. Kristen really wants to go down, but it is just such a hard period to take a trip in. We feel like we are close enough to being out of IBESR that it could only be until fall that we can get our kiddos. We don't want to run out of resources to go down when it is time to pick up the kids. It would be great to spend a few extra days down there and see some more things. I long to wake up in Hotel Montana and see the smiling face of my son and watch him devour the bread at the breakfast buffet. I long to hold my baby and look at her beautiful eyes and sweet smile. Green Bay is nice, but it is no Haiti