What a looong, tiring, emotional day and a half we had traveling home. Simon picked us up in his car at 5:45 to go to the airport. We were pretty quiet on the way, tired and listening to his American music. When we got to the airport, I felt very emotional thinking of taking Allie away from her home country.

Our first flight Allie was already squirmy and restless and crying. About 15 minutes into that flight I thought I was going to lose my mind and how in the world would we make it through 24 more hours of travel?? Somehow she settled a little and we made in through the 3 hour flight to Beijing, mostly thanks to snacks.
We felt so thankful our flight wasn't delayed and all the logistics of getting our 3 bags, rechecking them, going through security, and changing terminals went super smoothly even though we had a tight connection time. Our gate was right by a play area and Allie had lots of fun during our short wait to board. I thought it was neat to watch a little Chinese boy and girl play and try to get Allie to play and both called Allie mei mei (little sister) and referred to each other by brother or sister too.
We got on our flight to Boston and were delighted that it wasn't full and we got a row of three seats to ourselves, even though we had only paid for a lap seat for Allie. This flight was all kinds of hard and I felt tense and tired most of it. She was happy when we were eating and was surprisingly devoted to taking stickers off a page and sticking them in a pile like she was doing serious work for literally and hour or two of the trip. She liked standing on my lap and using her pointer finger to make the menu on the screen move. But other than that, it was crying, screaming, falling into a restless sleep, and repeat. I never did fall asleep for more than a minute or two. Thankfully the back of the plane had several restless toddlers, so I didn't feel terrible when she screamed. Finally as we were close to landing, she fell into a deep sleep that continued throughout most of our Boston connection, which turned out to be one of the very lowest points of our trip.

We got off the plane and went straight to a very warm customs room. Allie was dripping in sweat, as she gets very hot when sleeping and crying, which she had done lots of. There were two lines and although it seemed clear we needed to go in the one for American passports, I asked the guy direction folks about our adoptee and he said just go in the American lien and the lady in charge there would tell us what to do next. So we waited in that line and went to fill out our info at a kiosk. There was no option for Allie though, so we asked what to do and to our dismay they said we had come through the wrong line and needed to go in the one for visas. That line was a snake of tons and tons of people that was barely moving. My arm was shaking Allie was getting so heavy, we were both sweating, I hadn't slept in 22 or so hours, I thought we were probably going to miss our next flight, and I was certain I was going to lose my mind. Extreme low point.
Then, a guy comes over and pulls us and two other families from the back of the line to an overflow line with only a few people. Thank you Lord! It still took a bit of time, but the guy was nice and even happy to tell us Allie was his first adoptee to come through his line. We made it through that wait and into baggage claim where again we felt so thankful all our bags made it! We loaded them on a cart and went to wait in another line. A long one, but fast moving one. They appeared to be checking luggage for items bought outside the US, but they rushed most of us through, just taking our luggage tags. On to our gate, with time to spare. But alas, our boarding passes for this flight that they gave us in Beijing were not good enough for some reason and we had to get in another line to have new ones printed. After that? You guessed it: another line. A long, hot line through TSA security.

At this point Allie woke up and was not pleased her blanket had to go through security without her. But we made it through and to our gate with a little time to spare, only to find out our flight was delayed for 1 1/2 hours. So close, and yet so far. I began to feel very emotional again, thinking of seeing all our family and finally being done with this travel. We took turns entertaining Allie and finally it was time to board. She immediately took her shoes and socks off to make herself at home on yet another plane. Then she fell asleep and didn't wake till we landed. Whew!

And then we followed the signs to baggage claim and found this happy crowd along the way! Lots of smiles, pictures, and hugs, a few tears, a very shy and nervous Allie. We chatted a little and got our bags, then headed home.

It took awhile to get the kids settled down. They had so much to tell us and wanted to talk to Allie too. Finally all went to bed and we got a blissful two hours of sleep before Allie was already up crying. But hey- we did it. We went all the way to China and came back with our precious girl. Still processing all that has happened. It's been quite a ride.