This is a test....This is only a test

If you have heard the national broadcast system say this on the radio and listened to the loud blaring noise, that is what I have been hearing for the last 13 months. It seems that this adoption has tested my faith, my strength and my endurance, not to mention my patience. I feel as if I have been in a triathalon race and am nearing the end but I don't have the strength left. We rode bike with a flat tire, swam across the ocean with weights on our legs and have now been running for all we are worth with a broken leg. It seems that every step of this process has had a glitch. Today I spent 4 hours at a passport place with no other Americans and everyone watching me take care of my baby. Needless to say my baby can walk and does not want to be held for 4 hours. I literally stood most of that time while she screamed to get down and was just as fed up with the wait as I was. The reason for the wait......Something wrong with our paperwork???? Can this lawyer do anything right?? I am sorry to be whining when there are still people that would love to be in my place and in Guatemala on their pick up trip but I am tired of the fight......... Then I look at my beautiful little girl sleeping on the bed and think YOU CAN DO IT!!!! Just a little farther....