Meeting my son.

I was exhausted last night, and fell asleep as Jenny wrote the last blog entry. It's 8 am Friday morning and I can't sleep anymore. I'm ready to get in the van and drive the hour to see Maddux again.

I have a son. What an amazing phrase. I can't believe we are finally here and the paper is signed. It was a long journey, one that seemed like it would never end. There were times where I just wanted to give up. I was done with the whole process. All the paperwork, all the waiting. It didn't seem worth it anymore. Jenny reassured me though, and now here I sit in Novokuznetsk, Russia waiting to so see my boy again. It was all worth it.

Jenny always said she wanted to have a special expereince for the two of us when it came to children. I can honestly say after all the flights, car rides, strange food and odd schedules, it was the most special experience I've ever had with anyone in my life. I'm truly blessed to have he as my best friend and my wife. She is going to be an amazing mom to Maddux!

Hopefully today he isn't as scared of us. You could tell yesterday he had no idea what was going on and who we were. He was scared, and why wouldn't he be? We weren't speaking his language, he'd never seen us before, and we probably looked like idiots to him all smiling and crying. Kids are pretty perceptive, and Maddux is no different. He knew something was going on, just what it was he wasn't sure.

That's enough for now. We'll update this again tonight after we get back. Thanks to everyone for the encouragment on Facebook, we appreciate it! And special thanks to Pat and my team at work, they are an amazing group! You guys are awesome!

Rich