It's been hitting me this weekend that we're really headed to China. I'm so nervous and excited - it's probably a really good thing that I have 15 hours to chill on the plane!

I think I had gotten so used to waiting, that the travel approval really felt like a surprise, even though I knew it was coming.

You'd think that with the number of things I have to do before we leave, that I wouldn't have time to be anxious, but I really am. I know thousands of other families have gone to China, adopted a child, and come back in one piece. I just can't believe that we're going. It's strange and powerful, and I'm looking forward to it and I'm worried at the same time.

And then I look at that little face in the picture, and realize that this gift from China is worth all the nervousness in the world.