21 May 2009
We’re now settled back in at the hotel, Todd and Adam have gone down to the pool for an evening swim and I’m enjoying some relative peace.
Surprisingly, it took the better part of the morning to get a load of laundry done and everything packed before we left the guest house around 2 p.m. And not for a lack of trying, either. It seemed each time I’d make progress on getting the clothes evenly distributed between the suitcases, I’d realize I was missing some shoes or Adam would want to read a story or I’d discover a better way of organizing everything. Todd ran out to the Family Mart to grab lunch around noon and then we finished tidying up our rooms.
Since there are no fire escapes in the building (and we’re on the sixth floor), instead we have a descending life line in case of emergency.

Kind of scary-looking, eh? I’m glad we never had to use it.
Once we were packed, we headed down to the third floor to visit the Baby Reception Home, where babies who have been relinquished by their mothers live for about a month before they are placed with foster families.

It felt more than a little intrusive to take any photos of the babies or their caregivers, so I put my camera away and the three of us just spent some time smiling at the adorable little babies. Adam found it hard to believe that he was ever small enough to have been there.
It was so encouraging to see how well the babies are looked after; there were about 15 babies and six caregivers (a combination of staff and volunteers) feeding, massaging and playing with the infants. However, it was heartbreaking to think that many children would be in need of adoptive families.
Doubly heartbreaking was sharing the elevator with a group of expectant mothers at the SWS yesterday. It was very sobering to see the “face,” so to speak, of the other part of the adoption triad.
It’s always been very easy to romanticize the life of Adam’s (and Leah’s to a lesser degree) birth mother; while we often talk with Adam about her, I don’t think she’s very real to him. And in some ways, neither is she very real to us. To come in contact with a group of young women who were planning to relinquish their babies made it all very much more real to both Todd and me.
As for the elevator ride, I felt so incredibly awkward. Do I smile encouragingly? Look away guiltily? One of the young women touched Adam’s cheek and said hello. And Adam responded (in Korean) which made all the women smile and nod appreciatively, saying that he was cute.
The feeling of awkwardness ended when we got off the elevator, and instead I just felt a terrible thud in my heart.
On top of that, we have learned that we won’t be able to meet with Adam’s foster mother, as the social worker was unable to reach her. I was pretty disappointed, but Todd reminded me that Adam has had a very emotional week and maybe next time we’re here he’ll be in better shape to visit with her. He’s probably right, and I have some photos that I’ll leave with the social worker to be forwarded to Mrs. Kwon.
So after checking in at the hotel and having a rest (while Adam enjoyed a much-needed nap) we headed over to the Coex Mall to grab some dinner. Since we were all a bit Korean food-ed out, we went to Marché and chowed down on the buffet.


Several platefuls of food later, we were stuffed and ready to head to the bookstore for some book shopping. We purchased some toddler books for Leah, Adam picked out some activity books and we got a few Bible storybooks for them to share. It was a successful trip, all in all.
And now, the guys are back from the pool and Adam is ready for bed. I’m hoping all that swimming has tired him out and he’ll be asleep momentarily, as I, too, am just about ready to call it a night. Not that I think I’ll be able to sleep or anything, given that we’re a mere 16 hours away from receiving Leah…
Tags: adoption, korea, shopping