Day 10 in Ukraine

Tired and weary today.  Still waiting to hear about the judge.  Maybe today is not the day we will hear.  We got to see a couple of the other kids today....the crying seemed a lot worse....sad and pitiful cries and screams almost the whole time we were there.  They came and took Zoya for her "massage on legs" again and we could hear her crying from where we sat.  It was a hard pill to swallow to know our baby was in pain and we couldn't do anything to help her. 

Zoya loves to feel her face on ours. 

Kinda dark...she like to do this while I am talking so her chin moves up and down and it looks like she is talking...it's pretty funny!

Taking a stroll with her daddy (we couldn't go outside because it's raining here).

There was a group at the orphanage touring it for some reason.  They looked like high school kids.  They came into the area where we were sitting with Zoya.  Most of the kids looked at us kinda strange like what they heck were we doing.  All of the kids went into Zoya's groupa room and saw all the other babies.  I wanted to sneak in myself since we have not yet seen that room (other than a peek here and there).  I noticed two of the girls came out crying.  I'm sure they were not prepared for what they would see...so many children crying and sad and without parents.  Strangely I felt good that they were crying.  Maybe this generation will be the one to change the "hide these children away" mentality here.  When all the kids came back out one asked in English if she could take our picture of us and Zoya so we said yes.  She asked where we were from and it was nice to have a short English conversation.

Our daily grind:  wake up, get ready, eat "breakfast" (usually a protein bar or something), visit Zoya, try to have a conversation with the care taker, fail miserably, say "paka" to Zoya, go to the market, try to read lables on things, fail miserably, get the same old thing we've been buying every time we go (white cheese that is okay, bread, eggs, maybe some roasted chicken, water, coke "light"), come home, figure out what to make out of spaghetti, eggs, and chicken, listen to some music, update the blog, take a nap, get ready to visit Zoya, visit Zoya, say "paka" to Zoya, come home, try to figure out what to eat for dinner, update the blog, watch some DVDs, shower, go to bed.  You are jealous I know....hehe.  Oh I hope this cycle breaks soon, we are so happy to be here because the gift at the end of the rainbow is better than any other gift, but this road seems long today.  Hoping to hear some news soon...its almost 2pm here already.