Tiredness: adj, Exhausted of strength or energy, fatigued.
Yes we are both tired. It was inevitable and something we knew would be part of this amazing experience. We both wear it as a badge of honour. Who could see it as such a bad thing when at 3am when the rest of the world is asleep, a little human being looks up at you and smiles as the wind in their tummy shifts. Then we look at each other and grin. Well we grin, between the yawns.
Peace: noun, Inner contentment; serenity.
At home we have a mortgage (well two at the moment), car loans, bills, work and so on. In our little world that is apartment A603 Oritel Serviced apartments Mumbai, they do not seem to exist. We feel at peace and know that these two beings make all of that seem insignificant. They are worth what we will return to. For now we will just enjoy the tranquility that exists in our hearts.
Yesterday I rang the lab doing our DNA test to see if they had received our samples. They were supposed to let us know. Willow and Taylor's samples had arrived but mine was still missing in action. It seems that it may have been held up by the Australia Day public holiday. The 26th January is also a public holiday in India to mark Republic Day. It celebrates the day India adopted democratic government system. They assured me that it should arrive by Monday and that it should only take five days to process. So it seems we are here for another fortnight at least.
We are both getting really homesick now and just want to get home. Home to the two dogs, cat and our own bed. To bring the girls home. To their new home. The home that Vince and I have made together and now get to share with our family. We want to introduce the twins to everyone. To let everyone shower them in the love and affection to has been flowing towards them since we first announced their impending arrival.
On the first frantic morning at the hotel we ventured down to breakfast to try and sort out a means of communicating with Dr Meenakshi so that we could find out were the twins were, when and how we could get to them. As I have mentioned in a previous blog we were both frantic with lack of sleep, adrenaline from the news of two daughters and disorientated from the sudden change in environment. The first person we saw was a white man holding a baby. We all know to never assume as it can make an ass out of u, but I automatically assumed "same-same". This is an Indian phrase that we have picked up for describing two things alike. So with only just a little frantic desperation in my voice I asked "excuse me. Do you know how to connect to the Internet?" while wielding my laptop around. He kindly suggested that I seek assistance from the front desk staff in the foyer, which I acted on immediately. This kind sir was Mike. Once I was connected to the net we went back in to properly introduce our selves. Mike and his husband Youseff were from Canada and had arrived on the 30th of December for the birth of their son Zayne. Over the past three and a bit weeks they have been great company, become friends and helped to make this time both bearable and enjoyable. Last night they were lucky enough to fly home.
Watching them go through the bureaucratic process has given us greater confidence that things may progress a little quicker than we anticipated and also eased our minds that we are as prepared as possible. I have often wondered how people make friends that they then visit all over the world. Now I know. This journey has also enabled us to make some great new friends that we know we will keep in touch with and hopefully get to visit in the future. We also hope that they make be able to visit us. Willow and Taylor are also going to have a network of friends that they share a common story with and can tap into should ever they need too.