I know that I haven't posted in close to a week... partly because I was trying to decide what I think about the recent (kind of depressing) Ukrainian news. And I have been sick and tired. I caught a virus from my darling daughter Natasha.
So I have a lot of news to share.. I am going to start with the big
brouhaha on the
Adoption_from_Ukraine Email List. It centered around a woman named Mary who decided to leave the email list because she was being picked on.... At least I think that is why she is quiting again. She has joined and quit this email list at least 3 times during the last 3 years.
Like most brouhaha's it is mostly a soap opera and many folks tune it out. But it brought out several prominent oldies (people who adopted many years ago) out from lurkerdom to reply to Mary. I didn't post because I really didn't want to pile onto Mary.
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But there are several points that I want to make, so here I am.... blogging away.
It is illegal under Ukrainian law to preselect a child. The Ukrainian government 100% controls providing a referral to a specific child. The Ukrainian government is
HIGHLY sensitive to anything that seems like preselection due their
baby selling scandal in 1992/93.
Yes, you can met children via
hosting programs.
Yes, you can met children via charity trips to orphanages.
No, Ukraine doesn't have to let you adopt that specific child you met. And yelling at the SDA staff won't improve your odds of adopting a child. Recently several families traveled to Ukraine and discovered the child they requested (met via hosting) had a sibling.
Ukraine mostly refuses to split siblings. This is a good thing for the children.
I understand why the families feels like the system betrayed them. They sent a letter to the Ukrainian government (SDA) asking to adopt a specific child. And they didn't found out about the sibling until they traveled to Ukraine. But yelling... that is a very stupid move.
It is a really bad idea to yell at USCIS workers (US Government immigration) too.
So maybe the lesson is... don't yell at people who hold your life in the palm of their hand.