Two Year Family Day

Right after Libby has been handed to us (most beautiful scary moment ever).
Michelle, Janice and Eric nervously waiting for our names to be called
Our guide Molly by the front desk






It is so hard to believe that two years ago on March 31st, we were driven to a large government building with others in our travel group, brought to a large waiting room where we sat nervous and shaking. Then, our names began to be called. We stood up and walked forward and the director of the SWI was walking towards us with a very unhappy girl. He handed her to us and we began to cry and then she began to cry. Eric and I tried to comfort her. The director told us that Libby had gotten car sick on the drive from Maoming, and that was why she only had three layers on and no shoes. It seemed obvious that she was still not feeling great, and now was scared. I saw my travel mate Michelle offering her little girl a snack, which she seemed to like. We tried the same, but it did not work. I don't think we were prepared for how overwhelmed we felt. I can barely remember leaving the building and getting on the bus back to the hotel. A little face with big eyes and lips looked so sad, it broke my heart. We were all so exhausted. We showed Libby all around the room, her new toys, and her crib. Finally, we ordered room service and Libby sat on Dada's lap the whole time. I tried worming my way in by doing the stacky cups by myself over and over again, but did not win her over that day. At the end of a very emotional day, we all finally went to sleep. I probably got up 20 times to check on her. We were told that on day three, everything would be just fine. Our hard headed little girl did not quite agree with that, and it was much closer to day 6-7 before we saw her first real smile and then got a laugh.

We feel honored and so fortunate to have Libby as our daughter. The past two years have had highs and lows, as any journey into parenthood has. But the lowest lows fade into nothing compared to all the highs we have had and all the love we have found. Thank you Lisbeth Ann Qiu Roller for being our little girl. For opening are hearts even more than they had been before. We have tickle fights, bath time splashing, hide and seek, spontaneous hugs and kisses and arms put around our necks with the words "I love you Mama and Dada". You have been a gift beyond any other. We love you.