Welcome Home, Olivia!

Thank you to all of our dear friends that hosted a "Welcome Home" party for Olivia and our family yesterday afternoon.

The food was delicious and we truly enjoyed everyone's company. Thank you friends for having crafts downstairs for all of the kids, who I think outnumber the adults. :) The Bulgaria information and coloring sheets were great, and I loved the map showing where North Carolina is located and how far away Bulgaria is from our home. How special! We are truly blessed to have such a wonderful support system here. We are so grateful for all of you.

It's been 5 weeks!

It has been 5 weeks today since we brought Olivia home. Our social worker made a visit today to check in and see how things were going. It was a gorgeous day, so we were lucky to be outside the entire time. We were able to share how well Olivia is doing. She's eating, sleeping, playing, talking and is just a joy in general. Tomorrow, some of our dear friends are hosting a "Welcome Home, Olivia" party. We are looking forward to spending time with everyone and hopefully getting some great pictures! Enjoy this updated shot of Olivia.

Finally Home

It's hard to believe that we are finally home. After 24 hours of travel on Saturday, we arrived home to a very boisterous group of children. My parents said it was like Christmas morning all day long at our house on Saturday. The kids could not wait to welcome their baby sister into the family. Upon our arrival, there was a balloon, a welcome home banner, 4 very excited children and 2 emotional grandparents. After spending some time together, everyone went to bed.

Olivia had a tough time falling asleep, and even though she was exhausted, she woke in the middle of the night ready to play. The time change was definitely affecting her.

We spent Sunday enjoying time together, bonding with grandparents and taking a beautiful walk around the neighborhood meeting anxiously awaiting friends.

On Monday, the grandparents said goodbye, and we enjoyed a day to ourselves. The kids are eager to help out with Olivia. They enjoy helping her eat, carrying her around the house (even though she doesn't need to be carried), getting her dressed, and Kaylee even helps with "potty time."

Olivia slept through the night last night, and we're hoping for more of those nights to follow. She's eating like a champ, talking up a storm, and is a complete joy to have around.

We thank all of you for your prayers and support throughout this time. We're so grateful to be home but understand that it will be tough at times. We'll try to update our blog with significant events as best we can. But as you can imagine, things are pretty busy around here. :) Feel free to drop us an email, find me on facebook, or give us a call.

Safely arrived in Vienna

Things went well this morning. Made it to the plane without much fuss and arrived in Vienna safely. We leave for d.c. in an hour or so and should arrive in 8-9 hours. Olivia did well on the flight but did not enjoy being restrained with the seatbelt...typical 3 year old. otherwise things went very well. More updates when we arrive in d.c.

Our Bulgarian Finale

Well, today was a relief in a lot of ways. We had a great time sightseeing and got all of the paperwork in order, so we’re finally ready to bring Olivia home! Here’s a synopsis of another “eventful” day in the life of the Williams family:

Olivia woke us like clockwork again this morning at 7AM. I guess the 9AM wakeup call the first morning was a tease. But we had a nice, leisurely breakfast and prepared to make the trip to the mountains. We were told of a gondola ski lift just outside of the city that would take us to the top of Sofia’s most famous mountain, Mt. Vitosha. However, as we arrived I knew something wasn’t quite right. No gondolas seemed to be heading up the mountain. Sally went inside to inquire about tickets to the top and I stayed with the car. We soon discovered that the lift was not operational today, and we would later hear that the owner of this and many other lifts and ski properties in Bulgaria is keeping them closed to boycott some governmental policies and effect legislative change. This, of course, makes the resort and hotel owners very angry, and doesn’t seem to have made much political headway, but he’s doing it, nonetheless…(Can you imagine the owner of Vail or Lake Tahoe’s ski lifts shutting them down to convince Congress to do something????)

Of course a little thing like non-operational ski gondolas couldn’t keep us from the top of the mountain. As luck would have it, a taxi driver overheard Sally’s conversation and offered to drive us to the top. When she told him we had a car already, he offered to lead us up the mountain for a cost of 10 Euro. We quickly accepted the offer and made our way to the top. Halfway up the mountain, he stopped and pointed at the road and told us to keep going straight…we could make it on our own from there. So the adventure continued and about 30 minutes later we found ourselves near the peak at a ski resort filled with children taking ski lessons. The scenery was beautiful, the air was chilly, and the resort employees were quite hospitable.

As we walked around, a very pleasant older gentleman came up to us and struck up a conversation. We discovered he was a ski instructor, had two boys, and studied abroad in Delaware for a time in his youth. Fifteen minutes after meeting him we found ourselves in a small ski rental shop that doubled as a coffee house drinking tea with this gentleman and talking with him and 3 other employees. We learned a great deal about the area and the ski industry, and after we finished our tea we began our preparations to leave. One of the employees, an older lady who slightly (very slightly) resembled Livi’s foster mother, had held Livi for a while and carried her outside. As we tried to pry Olivia away from the lady, she threw a huge fit and started screaming. It became apparent to us that Livi thought of this lady as her foster mother and didn’t want to leave. While this was a bit of a shock to our systems, it was actually quite encouraging to us. In our preparation to adopt we have found that orphans frequently have problems forming strong, lasting bonds and will often drift from relationship to relationship without intimate ties. This is a chronic problem with institutionalized children in general, and especially with children Orphaned from birth. But Olivia’s display at the Ski Lodge encouraged us that she will have a strong capacity for forming these lasting bonds, and this gives us lots of hope for her future. (Interesting side note – after spending about 30 minutes with these folks, the older gentleman gave me his business card and his e-mail address…he said we can now communicate once we get back to the states. Very friendly folks!)

We left the mountain, took plenty of pictures along the way, grabbed a bite to eat, and then headed to the U.S. Embassy. Within 10 minutes we had Livi’s passport and Visa and were off without any problems (a great relief to me since this was our last real barrier to taking her home). We then went to the adoption agency to complete the remaining paperwork and say our goodbyes. As I sat there preparing to leave, I realized that these 4 women each had integral roles in our ability to adopt our daughter, and despite our brief interactions with them, we will be eternally grateful to them for all of their hard work in making Olivia a part of our family. No words or gifts could ever indicate how much their work means to our family….

Tonight will be spent packing and then we leave bright and early for Vienna. From there we fly to D.C and then on to Raleigh-Durham. We should be at RDU by 7PM and hopefully we’ll be home before the kids are in bed. Please continue to pray for safe travels…we’ll update tomorrow as we are able.

One Step Closer to Home

Today started off slowly but was very productive and ended with a wonderful Bulgarian experience….We had an appointment at the U.S. Embassy at 1:30 to apply for Olivia’s Visa. One of our Bulgarian attorneys met us there and had all the paperwork in order. So all we had to do was meet with the Embassy agent for about 10 minutes for an “interview.” This really just consisted of him telling us the process we will go through when we bring Olivia into the country.

One interesting fact he told us is that Olivia will actually remain a Bulgarian citizen throughout her life, and will automatically become an American citizen when she sets foot on U.S. soil. Kind of cool, I thought...

After that meeting, we went back to the hotel for a while and then headed into the mountains near Sofia for dinner at an authentic Bulgarian restaurant overlooking the city. The food was excellent, the service was fantastic, and the atmosphere was wonderful. We were able to take some beautiful winter photos along the way and then headed back to the hotel for some rest.

Tomorrow we hope to take a “lift” to the top of one of the nearby mountains for some more sightseeing until we can pick up the Visa. Starting to feel the end is in sight, can’t wait to get home!

Bulgarian Medicine and Toddler Temper Tantrums

Today was an interesting introduction to the Bulgarian medical community. The U.S. Embassy (the only country who requires this, we’re told), requires that every adopted child undergoes a medical examination prior to issuing a Visa. So we ventured out to Vita Hospital in the eastern part of Sofia this morning for an 11 O’clock appointment.

With my experience in the Irish medical system, I assumed this was going to be a long day. In Ireland, I often saw an afternoon clinic of 20+ patients who were all told to arrive at 1PM. The system was first come, first serve and many waited hours to be seen. I loved our time in Ireland but the medical system, like our own, certainly needs repairs. I was even more concerned when the Bulgarian hospital's website indicated that physician's only see patients from 10AM-12Noon and 4-6PM daily, unless you're in labor, in which case they will make an exception!

The Bulgarian experience today was much different than I anticipated, however. The “hospital” seemed more like a clinic or a very small community hospital. Although I’m sure we were kept in the outpatient side of things, I honestly don’t see how they had space for inpatient care, operating rooms, or labs. It was simply another small-ish building in a long row of apartments at the end of a side street. There was no parking, no ambulance bay, and relatively little commotion. Of course, this is a private facility so the public hospitals may be much different, but it was certainly not what I expected.

My concern over waiting to see the doctor was heightened when our translator told us we had to see an Otolaryngologist (ENT specialist), an Ophthalmologist, and a Pediatrician. Imagine trying to get all that accomplished in one morning in The States! Even as a physician I understand the plight of the patient having to wait forever, and I can’t imagine seeing three doctors in one afternoon. But this experience was incredibly streamlined. We waited 5 minutes for the ENT doctor to finish with her previous patient and then we walked right into her office/examination room (all three physicians had a small room with a desk, computer, and the exam equipment pertinent to their specialty – very bare bones). She swiftly, yet thoroughly read through Olivia’s medical records, did a focused exam, and then sent us on our way. We arrived at the Ophthalmologist’s door and literally entered without a wait. Her treatment of Olivia was very similar to our previous appointment, and she thoroughly explained her one concern to us in broken, yet very understandable English. The pediatrician’s room was immediately next door, where we actually had to wait 10 whole minutes to be seen! His care and thoroughness was similar to the previous two physicians, and after completing all of our paperwork we left to pay our bill. The entirety of the visit cost 56 Leva, or about $37 USD. This wasn’t a co-pay, it was the cost of the entire experience. Amazing. Of course, from a physician’s point of view I can see that these physician’s don’t make nearly what we do in the U.S., which certainly makes it harder to recruit people to the specialty. However, I must say that our first (and hopefully last) experience with Bulgarian healthcare was a pleasant one.

Afterwards we took a taxi to the city center where we visited some of the sights we did not get a chance to enter on our tour. We walked around for a bit and while we were on our way to eat Olivia had quite the meltdown. She repeatedly screamed “No” at us and swatted Sally’s hand. One of us would scold her and she would immediately cry out to the other to “hold” and “comfort” her. When the other one scolded her as well, this made her angrier and it took a while for everything to calm down. Quite a scene….

The interesting thing we are learning in this process is that Livi is like any well behaved 3 year old who just has her moments. The problem is that most 3 year olds at least can understand why they are being scolded and what their parents are saying. So, this will be one of our unique challenges in the coming months. Despite this little experience, Livi has been a very happy, joyful, well behaved child, for the most part. More importantly, she seems to be adjusting well and we are absolutely thrilled to be spending so much time with her.

Tomorrow we head to the U.S. Embassy for our final set of appointments. I just hope I haven’t done anything too bad in my past to prevent us from getting a Visa…Pray that there are no outstanding warrants!