Can you tell that I'm a woman stuck in a foreign country with nothing but 5 bars of internet service and a little boy who keeps asking when he will be going home for Christmas? Well, the bad news just keeps coming.
Apparently the orphanage does not have the two docs we needed so we will have to hire someone to get these. I'm not sure how long this will take. And just when I thought it couldn't get worse, we just found out that our family court judge had a stroke Friday. How horrible that the first thing I think is "how does this affect our case" but, yes, it seems I've stooped to that level of selfishness. And the answer? Well, they are looking for a provisional judge and don't know how long that will take. And my family court goes on a month long vacation Friday, Dec. 11. So if we don't get our certifications (and done correctly) by next week, our case will sit till court is back from vacation on Jan. 14. Thus, Brad and I will continue to live here until probably early February. I've run out of tears and minutes on my Guatemala cell phone and clean underwear for the boys. Please keep the prayers coming.
More than lots,