We Made it to Moscow

Where does one even start when the last days have been so happy, exciting, emotionally charged?

First, I should say that I am sorry for the previous post's random order. I literally typed what came to my mind first and hit publish. My mind is so full of thoughts that it is harder than usual to make sense.

Second, I will tell you about our trip to get Sam from the baby home. When we arrived, they informed us that there was a little situation. Needless to say my heart dropped. What now? He had been running a fever and they wanted us to wait until the afternoon to get him. Well, Scott was going to Kemerovo in a little over an hour to complete all the paperwork which meant he would not be with me in the afternoon. This would have broken my heart if Scott couldn't be there to get Sam. I mean really, this is a big moment. Well, the director reconsidered after I told her I had medicine for fever and runny nose (which is thought to be why he has a fever).

When picked him up and he was in the BEST mood - no fever and full of giggles. We took him back to the hotel, and we had a great first day together. It was very different that my first day with Sophie - remember she cried the whole day. Anyway I couldn't wait for Scott to get back so he could see how fabulous our son is!

Well, a couple of hours after I put Sam to bed he woke up with a temperature of 102 and could barely breath. So out comes the Motrin and Benedryl. The Motrin worked well, and the Benedryl worked differently than I had expected - Sam was up playing at midnight. He was just grinning and having a big time! I finally got him to sleep only to have to get him up at 5 am for our flight out of Novokuznetsk back to Moscow.

The plane trip was quite adventurous. As some of my readers know first hand S7 (Siberian Airlines) is not the most spacious or cool aircraft (it is usually packed and hot). We lucked up and had the whole row to ourselves. This was great because Sam was able to sleep. It was also great because had bowel movement issues and a temperature of 103 - out comes the Motrin again. By the time we reached Moscow, he was feeling much better.

We went to the previously scheduled clinic visit. The doctor said it just looks like something that will run its course. When we arrived at our apartment, he fell asleep in my lap. Bless his heart, as if leaving the only home you have ever known is not tramatic enough -let's put him on a cramped, stuffy, plane for over four hours, change his diaper on the toliet seat four times, and drive all over Moscow; oh, yeah, and then be sick too.

Anyway, even with the sickness he has been an absolute joy. He is a very calm child and pacifies himself well. He is also very affectionate. Scott has taught to high five which always follows with a hug.

Tomorrow starts our embassy process which will be completed on Monday. Then we will head to Nashville on Tuesday the 15th.

If Sam is feeling better this weekend, we will try to do some sight seeing and shopping. Keep your fingers crossed.

I will try to post some pictures soon. I am just too tired tonight to even look for the camera.