Our little man ready to head to the airport
We got up, made our last packets of instant coffee (can't wait to get home to REAL coffee and liquid vanilla creamer!), had a small snack, fed HJ, finished packing, and headed downstairs with all of our luggage. I did take a moment to look out the window one last time to enjoy the sunrise over Seoul. It's such a beautiful city, and I have really fallen in love with it. Once downstairs, the front desk man called for the agency van, which took us a few blocks away to the Korean Air shuttle stop. The shuttle had just left, and we weren't sure how long before it would be back, so we went ahead and just took a taxi to the airport (which cost about $55 for those of you who might be going to SWS in Seoul soon. The KAL shuttle cost about $35.) There are so many mixed emotions on the way to the airport. I remember feeling the same way when we left for the airport with DW. Feelings of sadness for leaving the city that gave me a child, for all of the things HJ won't experience since he will grow up in the U.S., sadness for his foster family, yet excited to go home and start our new life together and excited to see our big boy again.
Tim's "I just can't wait to get on a plane with this little guy for 12 hours!" face.
We arrived at the airport, headed to the Korean Air counter to check in. Our original seats were in the center of the middle section of the plane. Yeah right...that won't work with a toddler! Korean Air is WONDERFUL, and we highly recommend them. When we checked in, before we even asked to change seats, they moved us to bulkhead seating where we had extra leg room. We then went through security and on to immigration. A man reviewed our adoption documents and then sent us on our way. We arrived at our gate with about 30 minutes before boarding time. We got some Subway sandwiches and then exchanged our Korean won back to American dollars. After we ate, it was time to board for our 11 AM flight. Let me just say that it felt like the l-o-n-g-e-s-t flight ever. The entertainment systems were broken, HJ only slept about 1/3 of the time, and this is the face we frequently saw:
"Come on dad, just let me climb over your leg and roam the aisles!"
It was so hard to keep him entertained and happy. We fed him lots of snacks, looked at books, played with his light up/musical Pororo the Penguin flashlight, played peek-a-boo, got up and walked around, let him sit in the lady's lap next to us when she offered, let him play on the floor in front of us where Tim and I made a "play pen" with our legs, let him pound on the entertainment center screen, patted his back to get him to go to sleep...you get the picture. It was non-stop action unless he was sleeping. One positive thing is that he hardly cried. A few people commented about how well he had bonded with Tim, and how if we hadn't just told them he joined our family the day before, they would've thought he had been with us for months. One of the weird things about flying from Seoul to the U.S. is that due to the time zone changes you go 'backwards' in time. We left around 11 AM and then as we flew east, it got dark, and then we saw the sunrise again while over the West Coast area of the U.S.
We arrived in Dallas at 9 AM, right on time. Here's where the story gets a little more interesting. We got off the plane and headed to the immigration line. If it were just Tim and me, we could have flashed our U.S. passports and gone right through. However, HJ is not a U.S. citizen yet, so we had to go through the non-citizen line. Ahead of us was a large family who each had to be fingerprinted before going through. We waited and waited. Finally it was our turn, the immigration officer looked at our adoption paperwork, stamped it, and we were done. By this time, it was about 10:00 AM. Our connecting flight was scheduled for 11 AM take off. We knew we would have to hurry. Because we had come from an international flight, we had to claim our checked bags, and then go through customs. We happened to get in to slowest line. More waiting. HJ is crying and wants out of the baby carrier. He needs a bottle. He needs a diaper change. I need to go to the restroom. We are all soooooo tired and getting more frustrated by the second. We finally get through customs and it is almost 10:30AM. We go directly to the American Airlines counter and they take our checked bags and issue our boarding passes. They told us we had better hurry and that we probably wouldn't make the flight. We ran through the airport, up the escalator, and to the tram. We had to go to a different terminal, several stops away. We finally made it to the gate, out of breath and exhausted, only to find that the plane was gone. We missed it by about 7 minutes! We got boarding passes for the next flight which was scheduled to leave at 2 PM. We called our family and friends to update them on our arrival time, grabbed a bite to eat, and then relaxed at our gate. Tim and I got Starbucks to help with our exhaustion. We gave HJ a straw to play with, and he put it in his snack container and pretended he was drinking too! What a smart little boy!
HJ's "Starbucks Coffee"
At about 1:45 PM, Tim noticed that there was not a plane at our gate. I had noticed too, but it didn't register in my tired mind that this could be an issue. Tim asked at the AA counter, and they notified him that our gate had changed from A39 to A 14. WHAT?! The AA person called for a golf cart, and a very nice lady gave us a ride to A 14. We were those annoying people in the cart. I can still hear the lady shouting, "Excuse the cart. Please excuse the cart. Thank you for your cooperation." She notified the AA reps at gate A14 that we were on our way, and we just barely made it before take off. Of course our seats were at the very back of the plane, so we had to walk past everyone! It was somewhat embarrassing, but we were so relieved to be on that plane. Going from Dallas to XNA is a short flight. HJ slept the whole time, thank goodness! I had bought DW and HJ matching shirts to wear for HJ's arrival day. After our plane landed, I grabbed the special shirt out of the bag to put on him, and it was really wet. I guess one of the bottles had leaked in the diaper bag. Ugh... So, I just put the wet shirt over his dry shirt so the boys would match for pictures. Yeah...mom of the year here.
At a little past 3 pm, after traveling for 18 hours, we stepped off the plane and headed towards the exit. I could see my parents and my little DW waving at us, and that was when I lost it. I was so glad to be home and so excited to have both of my boys together at last. I will never forget that feeling and the tears of joy and thanksgiving for all God has blessed us with. All of the months of praying for and waiting for another child were gone. We were finally a family of 4! When we reached our family, DW leaned in to HJ and said, "Hi HyungJoon" and gave him a hug. So sweet! One of my coworkers photographed the homecoming for us, and once I have the pictures, I'll post them.
The rest of the day is a blur. We are so thankful that our families took care of us for several days following HJ's homecoming. We did not have to worry about cooking or cleaning, and my parents continued to care for DW's needs (and trust me when I say he was very needy!) for a few days since he preferred them to us after spending the week with them. One more thing, DW rode home from the airport with my parents. Apparently once in the truck, he was talking about his new brother and said something to the effect of "he has my eyes/his eyes are like mine" :) That's my observant little boy!
Asleep within minutes of leaving the airport
Meeting again at home
Brothers - Together at last!

Home sweet home!