We went for our fingerprinting session this morning at 8 am at the FBI field office in Louisville. We had to get up at 5:30, which if you know me, is PAINFUL. I realize that some of you are morning people and this is a perfectly acceptable time to get up in the morning...but it isn't in this house!!! This was the first morning that I felt "morning sickness" with these boys. Thankfully, I do not have that every day as I did with Noah!
Our entire trip to and from Lousiville went great. I guess that is because last night it seemed like nothing could go right. All day I had been worried that I had filled out the I600a form wrong. This is the form that we filed with USCIS, which is a petition to bring home an orphan. Getting it filed, processed, and approved is usually one of the longest steps in the process. Getting our fingerprints was just one step in the process. I thought we might have to do it all over again because all the paperwork we received back said "Kristina Marie Schmitz" rather than "Bruce." I was also concerned that they had not received copies of our birth certificates and marriage license, and that it would further delay things. When I got home last night at 8 pm, I decided to make copies of these documents "just in case." Wouldn't you know, I went to get the documents to copy and they were no where to be found. The only thing I could think was that somehow I left the file with the documents at work. Kenneth got back in the car and went to the church. Thankfully, the documents were there. He brought them home. By this time it is 9 pm. I go to make copies and the ink in the printer is totally out. Of course! Kenneth gets back in the car and goes to Wal-mart to get ink. When he came home we were finally able to make the copies.
This morning I took our "just in case" copies, along with my passport because I figured that my passport was the only identification that I had to show that my name has changed from "Schmitz" to "Bruce." What a God thing... When we got to the office, I explained the situation with my name. They told me that the USCIS adoption office, which is in the same building, is closed to the public on Wednesdays. Of all days! But then they said, "Do you have any identification that shows that you are truly Kristina Schmitz" because my license would say "Bruce." I pulled out my passport and all they did was make a copy of the ammendment showing that my name was changed from "Schmitz" to "Bruce." They made a simple note to file with the USCIS adoption office, and that was it!
I then asked if there was any way to find out if the USCIS adoption office had received our paperwork. Although it was not open to the public today, one of the men offered to walk down to the office and personally look at our file. I am soo thankful that happened.
We waited while the gentleman looked at our file in the adoption office. He said that our paperwork must have gotten lost in the mail, because they did not have it on file. Thankfully, I was able to give him the copies I made last night, and it was just what they needed. He also said that for some reason our home study was sent to them, but never got processed as part of our application. Who knows how long our case would have just been sitting there! He pulled out our file and gave it to someone to process right then and there. We are now in line to be approved. He said that other people's cases are ahead of ours, but at least we are all processed and in line!Praise God! Who knows how much time was saved in our process because this man was so gracious!
Now, we truly can do nothing but wait...