Finally human contact

On Saturday, I called a contact at USCIS another adoptive mom had. I left a message and hoped she would return my called. This afternoon, she called me! I have never been so excited to talk to another person. She seems to know what is going on and has assured me that Aliette won't be lost or forgotten. She has promised to get her travel papers issued and get her on the next Presidential list. Problem is she doesn't know when he will be signing the next list. She said she will call me again tomorrow with an update. She is aware of Aliette's medical problems and if needed will put her on an immediate medical convoy. I'm still confused as to how she will determine her level of need, but I won't argue. The medical convoy might not go to Miami, stay tuned.

Did you know the month anniversary of the earthquake is Friday? Aliette and the others have lived in chaos for the past 30 days. It is time for our little ones to come home. I've been patient, following the rules, and waiting in line. I'm now stomping my foot and my voice is finally being heard.

Our contact has promised to contact MDA and assure them they will gain access to the Embassy. I pray they don't get turned away again, or they will need to send an extraction team to get the kids out next time. I'm sure the orphanage is tired of dealing with the American babies. I have nothing but admiration and respect for the Haitian caretakers who are risking their safety and well being to bring the children to the embassy. Despite the chaos, they have sought medical attention for my daughter, granted, I don't know if the doctors have medicine but they are doing the best they can under the circumstances.

Hang on little one, help is coming.

Lord, Aliette is sick. Heal her little body. Travel papers and presidential signature is needed so she can come home. I know the snow is coming, but I need to get to Florida soon, so I pray the airports will be only closed for a short time. Continue to make a way out of no way.