This morning, my beloved 37th birthday, we left early to make it to the Immigration office for our fingerprints. I almost had a panic attack at how late we were. We only got there 5 minutes early! I like to be 20-30 minutes early to important appointments like this. But, traffic was slow.
There was a line of people waiting at the door. We were to only ones there who spoke English as a first language. We were only in line for about 5 minutes before they came out and told us to have our appointment form and a picture id. Then we were asked to completely turn off our cell phones and throw away any cups or food. We were handed a clipboard and another form to fill out. We filled it out as we stood in another line. When we got to the front, the women behind the desk looked at the 2 forms and then asked to see our hands. They looked quickly and then sent us to wait in the waiting room. When our number was called we got our picture taken and our fingerprints done. We were done in less than 30 minutes!
I also had to re-re-re-redo a form for the dossier. Yes, you read that right. I have redone it 4 times. This time the doctor signed it in black ink and it must be signed in blue ink. I know, I know. These are the hoops. So, this morning after the fingerprint appointment I bought a dozen donuts and went back into the doctor's office. I'm not kidding you, when I walked in they all looked a little scared. I showed my peace offering and explained the form, again. The office manager offered to get it done right then and there! She even made an extra copy, just in case ya know. It looked good to me. I just have to re-re-notarized it. Then the paperwork for the dossier is done.
I will fax the dossier to Eastern Europe to be fact checked while we are waiting on the immigration permission. This way if we need to redo a form we will know BEFORE it's submitted to the foreign government.
It's going to be hard to mail the dossier. It's about an inch thick. Right now it IS Alice to me. It is all the hard work we've put into adopting her in the past 2 months. I don't like the idea of letting it out of my sight. But, if I don't mail it, I'm holding on to a sad substitute. It may seem like it's Alice, but it's not. I can hold the paperwork, but it's still just paperwork. She's real. And she's waiting for me.