Hope's First Day of School???

I really tried to take things calmly and just relax that weekend after I wrote my last post, but I'm a worrier by nature, so I spent the entire weekend worrying and stressing about whether or not Hope would get to attend the first day of school.  Our lawyer still hadn't received the Apostille, so Hubby took Hope to the high school that Monday (August 13th) in hopes that she would be able to attend school anyway.

I stayed home anxiously pacing the floors like the madwoman I've become, watching Nick, Ashley and Jack, who slept soundly in their beds because they still had a week left of summer vacation.  I don't think I've ever been so nervous and anxious in my 37 years on this planet.   After what felt like an eternity, but was really only about 20 minutes, Hubby came home with good news...Hope was allowed to attend the first week of school.  

I was ECSTATIC!  But, there was a catch.  If we didn't have the Apostille or Mexican Birth certificate with just one last name by that Friday, Hope would no longer be allowed to attend, and would have to wait until August 2013.

Naturally, more worrying and stressing ensued.

Later that Monday morning, I went to visit our lawyer to see if the Apostille had arrived yet and was disappointed once again.  I was devastated and heartbroken.  And I felt so helpless.  I could feel my daughter's education slipping from my hands.  I was so depressed by it all, I couldn't muster the courage to visit the lawyer the next day, to see if the Apostille had arrived in another packet of papers he was expecting from the US.  Hubby went in my place and as much as I have tried to hope for the best in this whole situation, I was bracing myself for the worst.  Part of me didn't want to answer the phone when Hubby called, but I did anyway, because I'm a grown-up and I had to face the music sooner or later.

I get choked up just thinking about what happened next.  Mostly because I had lost all hope and faith.  Because through every hurdle and obstacle we've faced, we'd always encounter a bigger obstacle to overcome, and I finally reached the point where I knew better than to believe it would ever be any different.

The first words out of Hubby's mouth when I answered the phone were, "It's here!"  I was stunned and in shock and couldn't believe that the moment we spent the last couple of months waiting for was finally here.  I burst into tears of overwhelming joy and happiness because my daughter would be able to continue with her education.  That was after all the sole purpose of this very long journey, no matter the stress or obstacles.

Later that afternoon, we went back to the lawyer's to pick up the Apostille and translation.  Then bright and early, Wednesday morning we dropped off all the paperwork at the Registro Civil (Civil Registry) and were told to come back at 10am the next day to pick up Hope's Mexican birth certificate with just ONE last name and her CURP (it's like a Mexican Social Security card/number).  By 11am Thursday morning, all the paperwork had been delivered to the high school and Hope's education secured.

A huge weight had been lifted from our shoulders and it felt like the Heavens had opened up and a choir of angels was singing "Hallelujah".  Again, I cried, because it had been a very long and winding road to get to this point.  In the end, all the pain, heartache, sleepless nights, and stress was all worth it. And we are all stronger for having gone through it.

But the best thing of all, is that Hope gets to attend high school.

When did I get old enough to be the mother of a high school student?


  1. Yeah! Now the fun begins as the mother of a high schooler! And oh the independent thoughts they think!

  2. Congrats! I'm so sorry you had to go through all that stress, pero que bueno que todo se solucionó y Hope pudo entrar a la escuela!

  3. Awwww, yay! I'm so happy for you guys. :)

  4. Girlie's name isn't Hope for nothin'. *smile* I'm so happy things worked out and now you can breathe easy. I say we all have a celebration! I'll bring the margaritas.

  5. Hello! New to your blog, but I like it! But now you've got me worried. My 3yo was born in Mexico, but when I got his bc of report abroad, I opted for only one last name. But my daughter, 5mo's was born in the U.S. and when I got her Mex bc at the consulate in the U.S. they put two last names, but her U.S. one has just one. What is the process for a name change here in Mexico? I know a lot of people think it is practically impossible, and expensive.. how much is it?
    Also, why didn't you change her American bc to reflect two last names? Probably would have been easier to change her US bc than her Mex one!