As was explained, Ba-Ba (or something that sounds like that) is what the Chinese say for Daddy. So, we have a different author for this post and it may not follow the timeline of the previous ones, but I wanted some time on here as well.
International flights are always interesting. In my experience, after a few hours, I like to go to the galley at the back of the plane where all of the food carts are. It just gives me a chance to stand for a while and stretch my legs. This proved to be a popular place to hang out on this flight. On a flight to Beijing, everyone has an interesting story to tell. The guy from West Virginia worked at a packaging company and was travelling to check on a supplier. He had a few beers, was talking louder than needed, and was occasionally spilling a bit as he talked with his hands. The school administrators from Connecticut recently set up a magnet school in Beijing. They were downing red wine and wanted to hire Linda. One awesome stewardess was bringing us plates of cheese and grapes from first class. It was a true business (class) up front, party in the back type of flight.
The stewardess was very curious about our adoption process. She was anxious to become a grandmother, but her daughter was struggling to have kids. She asked how difficult the process was. Not being one to get too worked up over things, I explained that the waiting and uncertainty was difficult. We could agree and acknowledge that it is expensive and a shame that it costs so much.
Reflecting on everything that we had to go through, yeah, I guess that it was a long, difficult process.
Even though the first few hours with Nora were trying, that is all that it took. After meeting her and bringing her into our family, it was all worth it. By the time we got back to the hotel with her, after seeing her first smile, seeing her with Clara and Dana; I had trouble remember the difficulties of the past 2+ years. I know that they were there, but they very suddenly seem so long ago and not as bad as I remember.