Simply Pictures of Jessa's First 10 Weeks Home

First Moments with Jessa in Ethiopia

Getting to know Jessa at the hotel

The Airport

Sweet Neighbors!

First Morning at Home, Snuggling with Bro

First Day at Home - Sisters!

Playing with Grandma Stiger

Little Girls in the stroller

Nothing Sweeter Than Little Girls in Onesies

Me and My Mom and My Little Girls

My Fab Four

Playing at the Pool - Jessa's favorite place

At the Easton Family Picnic

Meeting Grandpa John

Watermelon - the perfect first food

All the Kids with Grandma and Grandpa Ryan

At the Zoo

On the Boat with Dad

Feeding Herself a Graham Cracker (only 2 weeks after putting an object in her mouth for the first time)

This is Anna giving Jessa a hug - Oh, the sister love!!

Update on Life with Jessa: Tucking in My Four Heart-Melters

First blog in a long time... Jessa has been home almost 3 months now. I remember so freshly not so long ago when the only way we had to know her was a few pictures which were hung in every room of the house. I used to study those pictures and try to learn about her - try to see in to her soul. But I couldn't see it. She was a mystery. And my heart hurt waiting to know her.

Now she has been here for 10 weeks and I found myself telling someone recently that I can't imagine things going any better. She is perfectly healthy. Her growth charts testifies that she is growing so strong. Developmental assessments have shown that she is barely behind. Besides, she is so rapidly catching up that she has accomplished the goals they have set for her before their first appointment. Two weeks ago I had never seen her put anything in her mouth except her fingers. Today she sat in her highchair shoving a peanut butter sandwich in her mouth. The International Adoption Pediatric Specialist told us that she would have guessed she had been with us longer based on her body language. Bonding. Attaching. I could not have heard sweeter words. That she would trust us, feel whole with us, know that she truly belongs with us is my biggest prayer.

And I know her. She is vivacious, curious, loud, snuggly, playful, smart, ambitious, and fun. Her smile lights up the room. Her eyes are so dark, you can't see her pupils. She takes long, thoughtful gazes deep into peoples' eyes. She prefers vegetables over fruit. She sleeps on her tummy barely moving all night long. She turns her head toward every noise in the room. She grabs for worms and caterpillars, dogs and cats. Her favorite toy is a ball and will hold on to one for a long, long time. Today she started pushing herself forward on her knees - to reach a ball. She hates it when I put my finger in her mouth, but likes it when I clean out her ears. She would bounce in my arms all day, if I had the biceps for it. She likes to swing high and bounce on the trampoline. She splashes in the tub so hard that the whole bathroom floor gets wet.

Everyday with her is truly, truly.... oh, there's not a word to describe it. I am just so in love with her. I am getting in to a routine (even with homeschooling Nathan, 11 and Sarah, 7). I don't feel overwhelmed (well, there are moments when she and Anna sing me a blood-pressure raising chorus of crying because I don't have a second set of arms to take care of them both at once). Sure, I rarely leave the house and don't check facebook as often... Easy sacrifices for getting to live my blessed life.

Sure, I know that this is just the beginning and there may be challenges ahead as we navigate the path of raising our daughter whose beginning was marked by injustice. I am hopeful that the Lord will show us how to get through that when or if it comes. But for now, I am soaking in the peace and joy of this season with no fear of what may be ahead. Tonight as I tucked each of my four heart-melters in to bed I am overwhelmed with joy. I couldn't hold back the tears - I'm so thankful to the Lord for giving them to me and for the blessing of this sweet transition to forever with Jessa.

Today...

Jessa has been home nearly 3 weeks now. My mom had been here most of that time, but TODAY is my first day without Mom AND without Ryan... here's a glimpse:

6:30AM...

1 load of laundry started

1 floor swept

1 load of dishes put away

3 bottles washed

2 lunches packed

1 breakfast made

1 pot of coffee brewed

7:30AM...

1 toddler awake

5 minutes of snuggles

1 diaper changed

2 breakfast eaten (me and Anna)

1 cup of coffee drank

8:00AM...

1 baby awake

2 big kids awake (pretty sure they both had breakfast, brushed their teeth, got dressed, made their beds. Positive that they emptied the dishwasher, took out the garbage, and helped me with the babies. I am so grateful for these amazing kids!)

1 bottle fed

1 diaper changed

2 babies dressed

1 baby pooped (a blow out!!)

1 stool sample collected

1 diaper changed again

1 baby dressed again

8:50AM...

2 babies in their car seats

1 dog in the laundry room

10 minutes late leaving for Sports Camp (not bad!!)

1 doctor's appointment made

9:02AM...

1 empty parking lot... 1 momma who had the wrong start time for camp - oops!

1 trip home for sweatshirts and to fill the travel mug with coffee

1 leaking travel mug dripping on my white sweater

1 new outfit for Mom

9:30AM...

1 baby asleep in her car seat

1 baby sippy cup leaking in her car seat

2 kids dropped off early for Sports Camp so I can make the...

9:50AM...

1 doctor appointment

1 extra trip to the car for a diaper

1 diaper changed

0 ear infections!!!

1 well-child visit scheduled

10:45AM...

4 stool samples dropped off at the lab

11:00AM...

1 baby carried in - in her car seat

1 baby carried in - in my arms

5 minutes of snuggles to put put Anna down for a nap

1 diaper changed (we're up to 5 today)

1 bottle made

1 bottle fed

1 clean, full, and happy baby jumping in the Jump-a-Roo

2 stains removed (coffee and poop)

1 load of laundry started

1 sink bleached out

1 doctor appointment rescheduled

1 bottle washed

1 sleepy baby

5 minutes of snuggling and another baby put down for a nap

11:55AM...

2 sleeping babies

2 big kids at Sports Camp

15 minutes of reading the bible

1 blog post done.

1 OVERWHELMINGLY GRATEFUL, PEACEFUL, BLESSED, AND HAPPY MOMMA!!...

"Children are a gift from the Lord." Psalm 127:3

Finally Home!

We have had two full days at home now. Ryan and I keep looking at each other in a knowing exchange that means, "I can't believe we finally have our fourth child! I can't believe we have 4 kids!!" It is blissful disbelief!

Jessa weighs 11 pounds - which about what Anna weighed at 2 months! So she's got some growing to do, and I'm sure she will now that she is home! She is eating great - she's up to a 8 ounce bottle almost every feeding. She sleeps like a baby. :) Tonight my mom was putting her jammies on and she kept trying to roll over over and go to sleep. The second my mom put her in her crib, she was out! Anna was in the room screaming, me, Ryan, and mom were all talking -but she was ready to sleep and sleep she did. The first two mornings at home she has started her day at 4AM. So I've taken the early shift (which is nice because it's just me and her) and he has taken over around 7 to make breakfast for the big kids and get everybody going for the day along with my mom.

Developmentally, she seems to be pretty on track. She can hold toys, roll over, make eye contact and watch as we move around the room, etc. We go to the pediatrician next week and are looking forward to that. Most importantly, she loves to make lots of eye contact with me - and she is smiling and laughing easily and often. She is the happiest baby!

Anna is so funny with her. We took them on a walk in our double stroller and Anna could not stop touching her and looking at her. She had the cutest smile on her face. She is very intrigued and doesn't seem too jealous. My mom is still taking care of most of her needs, and this seems just fine to her. I have been trying to make special time with her since she is still my baby, too. I love her sweet snuggles and have tried to get caught up on those as much as possible. All in all, it's been pretty peaceful - with an occasional moment of "What would I do if Mom and Ryan weren't here right now?"

Sarah is smitten. She has been my right hand helper whenever the baby is awake. She has taken baths with her, fed her bottles, picked out her clothes, held her a ton, and spent a lot of time doting on her and making her laugh. She's an amazing sister.

Nathan is cute. He loves her and gives her sweet kisses often. He loves to make her laugh, too. This girl will not be short on entertainment around here!!!

Today we took all the kids to our friends' pool. I didn't really think we would put Jessa in, since, to me, swimming seems like a pretty over-stimulating activity and thus "too much, too soon" for her... But, Ryan really wanted to take her in, and I'm glad we did. I have not seen her as happy and lit up as she was in the pool. She was splashing and kicking making her soaking wet and loving it. I don't think I've seen a baby love the water so much. It was a great memory.

We've been bombarded by love from friends and family - beginning with an amazing welcome at the airport! I will never forget coming up the escalator hearing the kids yell, "They're coming!!" and seeing the faces of dear friends and family who have been in this wait with us for so long.

This is truly a dream come true!

Day 3 - saying goodbye to the care center

Today was such a memorable day. We went back to the Care Center where Sitota spent 5 months of her life. The children were all napping most of the time we were there so we ended up spending a lot of time talking with Yared who is the Director. First we unloaded the three huge suitcases of donations that our church gave... Diapers, shoes, lotion, shampoo, and a digital baby scale. The staff were thrilled.

Next we enjoyed a traditional lunch of injera and different kinds of wat (stew) followed by rich, dark, yummy coffee! Through the meal Yared told us about himself and his dreams of doing more humanitarian things with orphans in Etiopia. He also shared more about Sitota's journey through the adoption process. We probably talked with him for 2 hours. I think a long term friendship was made.

Finally, it was time for us to leave, so stopped by the baby room to see the adorable babies and take pictures to send to their mommies and daddies in the US. Then they woke the kids up and they literally came stumbling out of their rooms rubbing their eyes. They went to the water spout and splashed their faces with water! How cute!! We gathered them around the donations for a group picture. I tried to tell them that their parents love them and are coming soon... I hope they understand.

We said goodbye and all the boys shook our hands and The girls gave us hugs. Some of them said, I love you. They really are such sweet kids. So glad to know they have families coming. Sad to think there are so many like them in the country who don't.

We pulled away with the kids waving and waving until the gate closed. Our hearts were full from the joy of the children and the love of the people who are taking such good care of them, we really are blessed that Sitota was in their care.

Now she sleeps for her last night in the country of her birth. This beautiful place with even more wonderful people. I hope and pray that we can return with her someday.

Day 2! Embassy Appointment Success!

After a night of not on and off sleep, Asawmenew, the social worker from the agency,picked up at 7:30am for our Embassy appointment with our babe. The appointment was quick and easy. A half hour of waiting and five minutes talking to thedirector of the adoptions unit. He didn't say anything about the investigation, so we assume that there were no problems with any of her documents. Prise God. We were home by 9 am.

Jessa (trying to get used to calling her that)and I took a long nap. Then we met an amazing friend, Fekadu Hailu Kyle, who took us all around Addis to shop for some special things to remember Ethiopia with and give Jessa as she grows up over the years. Two amazing stops... one was the Makush Art Gallery where we found some beautiful art. We were especially blessed by the manager of the art gallery who took the time to tell us how he admires families who will adopt their country's children and thinks it is a wonderful thing. He was so genuine and kind. And it meant so much to us. After that wewent to little shop owned by the birth mom of a boy our friend adopted. We got to meet her and found some sweet things to buy there.

Back t the hotel we all fell asleep by 6pm. Jessa is sleeping well at night, only waking up once or twice for a bottle and little play time. We are loving our one-on-two time with the baby, knowing that these first days are going by so fast. We have so many memories of lots of snuggling and playing and getting to know each other. At the same time we are missing home, especially the kids. We have been getting cute messages from them everyday. We are excited to bring her back to meet everyone there who loves her so much.

Soaking her in - The first day back at the hotel.

Leaving the care center with the baby was crazy. It really happened after all these years. We were all smiles for the ride to the hotel. Asawmenu even played us some rockin Journey songs to add to the excitement. We took turns with her on our lap (yep, no car seats in Ethiopia). Ryan insisted that we record most of the ride which I'm sure will be so bumpy and make everyone dizzy, but he just wanted this moment to be captured. Sweet.

Inside our hotel room, we all layed on the bed and played. Jessa already loves to look right unto our eyes. She showed us how she can roll over and gave us lots of big smiles. The best part was when Ryan tickled her and she let out a huge belly laugh. All this was wearing her out so she fell asleep peacefully next to us on the bed. Ryan promptly fell asleep,too, but I couldnt take my eyes off of her. She only slept dor about 20minutes then woke up without making a peep. I had not been able to get her to take a bottle earlier, so I tried again and she did great -again looking into my eyes as she ate.

Ryan could not peel open his eyelids so Jessa and I went down to the lobby. It was pretty quiet so it was the perfect time to just absorb her. She was so peaceful. She easily nozzled her head on my shoulder. She poked at my nose and eyes. She tugged on my hair? She squeezed my fingers. It really was the best way to get to know each other. So far she has been all peace and happiness, and calm. She only cried once later during the night when Ryan had to use the bulb syringe to clear out her stuffy nose. She hasn't cried when she's hungry or tired or overwhelmed by all this change. Makes for a sweet first day. But I am watching for More subtle signs of her expressing her needs to us. Instead of cries, I notice things like short quiet squawks and a scrunched up face. Sometimes she turns away when she needs a break. Little things that a momma should respond to when her baby hasn't had a momma to notice before.

Laterback in the room with Daddy awake, we played some more until bedtime. She drifted off to sleep in the crib without a sound, except for the sucking on her fingers. She slept. We slept. We woke up at 1am. Checked facebook and email. Ryan got up at 2 and she was awake. Quiet as could be. So we got her up and played and did the bulb syringe, gave her a bottle, laid her on her tummy between us on the bed and she peacefully went back to sleep. Hmmmm. If only I could do the same.

We finished our first day together in awe of this Gift (which many Ethiopians remind us is what Sitota means in Amharic). We know that we are so blessed.

Ethiopia at Last- what I wasn't expecting.

Today was the day we have dreamed of for so long and it could not have been better, we started out on our trip to Addis Ababa on Friday night with a send off from some of our dearest friends in Gig Harbor. They prayed for us, took our kids under their wing, and we were off. The first flight was a red eye to DC. Then a 5hour layover followed by a 13 hour leg to Addis Ababa. But no one wants to read about the plane ride, right?

After dropping everything off at the hotel we headed to the care center. We stopped on the way and bought 3 huge bags of fruit at a street kiosk for the kids and nannies. We have heard that this is a huge treat for them.

The driver took a more bumpy back road route then we have been on before, but soon we rounded a corner and saw the walls of the care center. Neighboring children gathered around the car while we waited for the gate to be opened. The driver had told us that they were asking for chocolate.

The kids were all out playing in the courtyard when we pulled in. We saw some familiar faces of children we met in our last trip who have not gone home yet, or do not have families matched with them yet. They are so precious and I have come to cherish them as I get to know some of their parents back home and know more about their journeys . They know that when the parents come they want to take their pictures, so they were coming up to me saying, "Parent!" and posing for a picture. They would gather up their siblings, if they had them.

This was sweet, but I was ready to sprint to the baby room and get my girl! So we rolled the video camera and set off. Sitting in front of the door were the two older babies, both with runny little noses. Sitota was in the other room getting changed. Her loving and kind nanny, Benmet, was putting a diaper on her for the last time.

I imagined this moment of reunitting with Sitota being perfectly happy, but it was hard to see Benmet say goodbye. She clearly adored Sitota. She was tears as she handed her to me. I know she will miss our sweet girl. Benmet was the one holding her the first tipi me we saw her in the doorway pf the baby room in April. She told me Sitota was "silent". She also said she was a good baby. I am sure that if we didn't have a language barrier she would have said much more about her fondness for the baby. I could see it in her eyes. Today words were lacking again, but her tears spoke volumes of how this baby has been more than just another mouth to feed. When we finally left, Benmet told Sitota, " I love you." And then we grabbed her in our arms and kissed her and snuggled her and told her over and over that we loved her. After a few more pictures with the other kids, we drove away to forever with our girl.

Our Last Few Days Apart From Each Other

Yesterday we got our monthly update on Sitota from the adoption agency. Every month, we eagerly wait for the 1st to roll around so we get a new picture of her. These pictures have been the only way we've had to watch her grow and change since February when we were matched with her. In one picture we got, we noticed her first tooth. I was so glad to know about this milestone, but also sad that it happening with her so far away.

But yesterday when we got this picture I was overwhelmed knowing that this is the LAST time we will have to study her changes from afar. The LAST time we will print out the latest photo and tape copies all over the house. The LAST time.

Sitota only has 4 more nights to sleep at the care center where she has lived the first months of her life. Ryan and I only have 2 more nights before we get on the plane and fly 17 hours (not including layovers) to Ethiopia. On Sunday morning Ryan and I wills step off the plane in Addis Ababa, drive through the now familiar traffic and smog to the care center. Our driver will honk outside the gate, and one of the nannies will pull it open for our van. Moments later she will be in my arms forever!!!

The Mountains Have Been Moved! -Sitota is coming home

7 YEARS exactly since Ryan and said "yes" to the Lord's greatest idea - adoption.

3 YEARS 7 MONTHS since we closed our pursuit of adoption in China and applied to adopt from Ethiopia.

4 MONTHS and 4 DAYS since we were matched with our daughter - she was 2 months old and so beautiful. Her Ethiopian name, Sitota, means gift. It was love at first sight.

9 WEEKS and 1 DAY since going in front of an Ethiopian Judge and adopting her.

28 DAYS since our adoption case was submitted to the US Embassy for approval and her Visa to come home.

1 HOUR and 34 MINUTES since I read the title of the email from the US Embassy, "Ryan Family, Case Cleared"

Again, waking up in the middle of the night - this time 1:33AM, I checked my email. This time I had hope that it would be there. Ryan and I both went to bed hoping (with caution) that the email from yesterday meant that it was in the final stages. Hoping that we would actually get the email tonight.

AND IT CAME. In an instant all the emotions of the past few weeks - especially the fear that she could still, somehow slip away from me were gone.

There are no more obstacles.

The mountains have been moved.

She is coming home.

I will have her in my arms .

Oh, how I have dreamed of saying those words. We can ONLY thank the Lord for this gift.

I Love My Husband! - how Ryan was able to get an update from the Embassy!

Just hours after posting the previous update - the hardest one I have written so far - I woke up. It was 3:30 AM. The Ipad was on my bedside table (it's new resting place for charging during the night), so I could check for emails from the Embassy. Addis Ababa is 10 hours ahead, so they come in the middle of the night.

My inbox had 3 junk emails.

Ryan woke up and I told him that there was nothing. I couldn't tell, but I thought he was going to go back to sleep for a few minutes, but then he threw back the covers and got up. On a mission.

He went to his office and called, faxed, and emailed the Embassy until he heard back from them!!! At 5:30 he got the email (and called me to read it to me). I've never been so happy at 5:30AM.

Their email explained that the delay in hearing from them was that they were trying to complete the interview with the police officer who found her in Gambella Region. Coincidentally, it was completed just before they responded to Ryan's battery of requests!

So, this is big progress. We don't know what will happen next or when, but it is so nice to have relief from the fear and sadness that I have been battling hard for the last 2 weeks.

Hooray for my husband who is really good at making things happen!! THANKS, BABE!!

Facts verses Truth - my thoughts in the silence of the long wait for Sitota

Tears in my eyes, lumps in my throat, overwhelming moments of fear, heaviness of longing to hold my baby again forever... these are familiar feelings to me. This is the hardest thing I have ever gone through.

Fact: We have not heard anything from the Embassy in 4 weeks. They have not responded to 3 emails. No one can explain it.

"I fear that her journey won't end up in my arms." -these words, written by another adoptive mom, sank deep in to my heart because this is also my fear.

But I know The Truth in the face of the facts.

Scriptures are starting to cover my cupboard doors. Promises of God's love, goodness, faithfulness, strength to the weary, help to those who look to Him. I started collecting them the week before our case was submitted to the US Embassy. The first one the Lord gave me to up was "I weep with sorrow, comfort me with your word." Psalm 119:28. They are daily reminders of how grateful I am to know the God who formed the heavens and the earth.

I have amazing friends, family, and community of adoptive families who share this journey with me bringing me life-giving encouragement and support as well as endless prayers. I can't imagine how hard it would be without them. The Lord has used them over and over. But, I do not have words to describe the comfort and hope that has come in the quiet of my own heart, straight from the Lord. He is so real to me now. More than ever. And if I didn't have to go through the sorrow, I might have missed this sweet time with the Comforter.

I want to see Him in every day of this journey. I want to let Him have control. I want to stay right in His arms, head on His chest, letting Him wipe away my tears so I can see more clearly who He is.

Today I am reminded that the TRUTH is that God knows that every delay and disruption of this stunning journey causes my heart to know emptiness and pain. But the pain is not the end, the adoption is not even the end. In this pain, I am living with a need for Him like never before. That makes my faith alive and real. That makes me love Him more than ever.

From another blog: "There are always stories to be had, friends. He is always weaving a story — of beauty. And glory. His glory. The best kind of glory. In every seeming setback, there is glory to be had. And when our hearts receive even just one touch from the Father who seeks to captivate His children, the byproduct is radiant." (www.everybitterthingissweet.com)

Because of the depth of love I have for this baby, this wait the hardest thing I have ever gone through. Because of God's faithfulness, this the most in love with Him I have ever been. He is captivating me, His very own adopted daughter.

Praying for Sitota's Birth Parents

Worship at church these days is absolutely refreshing and hope-bringing. Ryan and I both worship with thoughts of our sweet baby running through our minds constantly. It's our special time to lay it all before the Lord (again) while His Spirit fills us up with renewed faith that He is at work for us. Today during worship, the Lord prompted me to pray for Sitota's birth mom and dad in a new way... Since she will likely never have the blessing of meeting them on Earth, I found myself praying that they will know Jesus and have a beautiful reunion in Heaven someday where she will get to know the whole story of the beginning of her life, her biological roots - and finally have the chance to look into the eyes of the ones who physically resemble her the most. I want that for her very much. And I think the Lord does, too. Then we'll all spend the rest of eternity with our eyes on Jesus! Of course, that tops it all.

Hardest Week Yet - Trouble Applying for Sitota's Visa (BUT IT IS SUBMITTED!)

Last week was hard. It was one of those weeks you fear happening the most as you tiptoe through the adoption process. For two weeks our agency thought we had a good chance of having all the paperwork in order to be submitted to the US EMbassy for Sitota's visa. On May 9th (3 weeks after our court approval) all they needed was her passport and to get her medical examination. Our agency can only submit visa applications on Wednesdays, so if if we miss one Wednesday, we have to wait until the next.

Waiting for Wednesdays is really hard. Many families "waiting for Wednesday" have been known to check their email at 2, 3, 4 AM - when it is mid-day in Ethiopia - looking for the email from the Embassy.

The next Wednesday, May 16th, rolled around and our agency didn't get her passport. Tick. Tick. Tick. The next Wednesady came and was got THE EMAIL...

It said that they weren't going to submit the baby's visa application again. Although all the passport had come, something with another document didn't look right and they wanted to get it corrected. They did not have much information for us at all - there wasn't even clarity on which document was problematic. At first I was livid - they had had this paperwork for months and were questioning it now? How long would it take to fix the problem? Why didn't they do this before? No one had mentioned any problematic paperwork before. Why now? Why the day we were supposed to be submitted to Embassy? Why this Wednesday?

But then as Ryan and I talked about, we got deeply worried. Could this problem jeopardize the adoption? Was the problem more than just a type-o? Were there problems with her case that would make her ineligible for adoption (even typing those words is excruiating)? Could this be the beginning of the unravelling of the whole thing? We had no answers at first and so little information that the "worst case scenario" was haunting us. Here we are so close to finally bringing her home and something is coming up?

The night we found out that we weren't submitted to Embassy and the paperwork wasn't okay, I broke down. All I could think about was how close we were. It was the day we were supposed to be sighing in relief that everything was complete and the Visa was coming. Instead, I was consumed with fear and crying out to the Lord to help us.

The hardest days were the first two when we didn't have a lot of information. We spent hours on the phone with our agency getting more answers, other agencies asking for their professional experience with this, etc. Our agency had to talk with the staff in Ethiopia to find out exactly what their concern was. Communicating across time zones isn't quick. Ryan was relentless in getting his mind around what was going on. I, meanwhile, spent many hours crying, praying and reading the word for encouragement. It was an emotionally exhausting week.

After we felt like we had gotten as much information as we could (our agnecy assured us that it is a clerical error and that they have been trying to get it changed by the Ethiopian Regional MOWA staff for weeks), we had to make a decision - either wait for the agency staff in Ethiopia to try to fix the document or submit Sitota's visa application to the Embassy with all the paperwork left "as is". And in the end, we decided to do just that. For us, we felt much more comfortable with the US Embassy looking in to the document error and seeking it's correction, than with the documents being changed by someone else.

So, the good news is that we have been submitted (6 weeks after our court approval)!! How long it will take is unknown. One agency we spoke with has had all but one of their cases where there are no birth parents sent to a higher authority (USCIS in Nairobi) to be processed. Our agency has told us that their abandonment cases have been clearing Embassy faster. So, once again, the Lord is Author of our lives and we are on the edge of our seats to find out how He has written the end of this chapter.

We are hoping and praying that our baby goes through quickly, of course.

We won't stop fighting for Sitota! Our love for her just keeps growing deeper.

Ryan Ryan Jr. - Getting Sitota's Birth Certificate

Good news! Sitota has a new birth certificate. It has Ryan and my name it! It's really happening. She really is ours. Funny thing is they give the children the first and last name of the adoptive father, so her official name, for now is Sitota Ryan Ryan!! Little Jr.! Still waiting for a few more things before we can apply for the Visa. Should be soon.