Faith to Move a Mountain

In November of 2011, I started this blog as a sort of journal to chronicle the events of our son Quinton's adoption. Quinton is a little boy who was born with an extra special something. Quinton has down syndrome and was given up at birth by his parents because he has down syndrome. His birth parents must not have had any idea what a blessing he would be or I am sure they would not have given him up. Unfortunately in Eastern Europe (Quinton is from Ukraine) people with disabilities are not accepted in society and at the age of 4-6, they are sent to adult mental institutions where most of them die :( Although it breaks my heart that his parents have missed out on such a joyful little boy, God has used this unfortunate situation to bless us with a gift greater than I could have ever imagined: the gift of our first child. If you ever considered adoption-do it! Don't let money deter you. God provided over $20,000 for us to adopt Quinton. We were not fully funded until 50 minutes before we boarded our plane to Ukraine. If you have never considered adoption, go back to the beginning of this blog and read. You will see what a blessing adoption really is. Many people tell us that we are angels for rescuing Quinton, but the honest truth is this: Quinton has given me far more that I will ever be able to give him. He is my little miracle, my silly bug, my baby boy, my love. HE IS MY LIFE!

Friday, June 24, 2011

Day 5 and a Court Date!

Well, it is happening...The days are all starting to run together and I have to think really hard about what day of the week it is. In the world of Reece's Rainbow we describe it like the movie Groundhog Day because every day you wake up and do the same thing over an over. To us though, it is not necessarily bad. We love every minute we get to spend with Quinton. The moments are precious. We are constantly learning new things about him and watching him develop in front of our eyes. It is amazing! 

Today we were assigned a judge and for reasons that I cannot discuss on a public forum, we had to wait until July 5th  for a court date. We were hoping for something next week like the other families, but we are just so grateful that we were able to get a date before the shut down. (Did I mention that Marina rocks?) 

So, here is a rough estimate of how the rest of our trip should go (don't forget that nothing here goes according to plans):

Court on July 5th
July 6th -10 day wait period starts
July 16th-gotcha day (where we bust Quinton out of the orphanage forever!)
July 17th-take train back to the capital city 
July 18th-start embassy paperwork to get Quinton a visa, passport, and medical exam (this could take about a week, but hopefully shorter)
Last full week in July sometime-FLY HOME!!!

Today when we took Quinton back to his nannies, I sat him down on a bench to take off his outside clothes and his whole demeanor changed. He knew that he was back with his groupa and was probably going to spend the rest of the day in his playpen and his little face got so sad. It was pitiful. He became a completely different little boy-and then I saw it in his eyes. He slipped into this zone and completely spaced out. This must be how he copes everyday. He goes into his own little world and just stays there. He is not aware of what is going on around him and he just lays and does nothing. Nothing at all. I know how ill I get when cabin fever sets in after about 2 days and I cannot imagine how it feels to do nothing day in and day out. My little guy is 16 months old, but he has experienced so many "firsts" this past week. This is the first time he has had someone love on him so much, and the first time he has had someone to cheer him on as he reaches developmental milestones. I hate giving him back everyday, especially when I know that I am giving him back only to succomb to his own little world. We are only staying about 10 minutes (walking distance) away and I want to sneak him back with me so badly it breaks my heart. I have to force myself not to think about it, but instead to focus on how much brighter his little eyes light up every time he realizes that we came back. I keep waiting for the day that he will see us in the doorway and reach for me-his mommy.


  1. Oh Carol.I love those pics. That sounds like a long time to stay away from home. I'm praying for you guys!

  2. Enjoying your journey!! You are at the orphanage we adopted our sweet Zoya from over a year ago! You're right Marina rocks! Is he in the baby groupa? They had a baby groupa for special needs and then a like 1.5-3/4 year old groupa where Zoya was....have you seen the sweet new baby Elaina that is listed on RR in #2 yet? She is brand spankin' new!

  3. I am not sure how the groupas are divided, but I think Quinton is the youngest in his groupa. He was not there a few months ago when Ana and Kaylee were there. I think he may have moved up when they left last month. I did see Elaina and we actually inquired about her, but she is not available until September :( Marina told us about her. Her mother is devastated. She really wants a young couple to adopt her so that she can have a better life in the US. I am hoping that she will get snatched up quickly!

  4. Awww sweet Elaina her face looks so familiar to me and I can't shake her picture. Did she still have the NG tube when you saw her? Oh she needs a mommy! I want her!!! :) Her mother must be young herself then? Tell Marina we said hello and maybe we will see her someday again :)

  5. p.s. let me know if you get any more info on her :)

    p.p.s your angel is sooo that smile...he knows he is loved!