Wednesday, August 30, 2006
I had a dream last night that I was holding Ahren. It was at the orphanage, and I was visiting. He was the sweetest, most snuggly baby. He just melted in my arms. I played with his curly hair and kissed his fat little cheeks while he slept in my arms. I remember he didn't smell real good and I thought he needed a bath. Then I woke up and laughed at myself. Some people dream in color? I dream in scent-o-vision. Stinky babies needing baths with lavender scented baby soap.
We should be getting new pictures soon. It's been about that long. I can't wait to see how he is growing. I am seriously considering visiting. I know Chris will talk me out of it, but oooooohhhh I want to!!! He is worried I won't be able to give Ahren back and it will tear me up. I worry about that, too, but I have a physical ache to hold that child. Plus, he needs a bath!!!!
Friday, August 25, 2006
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Friday, August 18, 2006
Thursday, August 17, 2006
My first baby started 9th grade yesterday. She also got her very first boyfriend, Michael. I think I am going to have a heart attack! Now, mind you, she has known Michael for the past year, and he is a very nice boy. But, he is older (a junior) and drives his own truck. Boyfriend = good, car dates = no way. I am actually dealing with it pretty well. Chris, on the other hand, is having problems. He just keeps muttering about what goes on in boy's minds. He is really struggling with this. I find his issues with this all the more endearing, seeing as how Katie is his step-daughter and all. He is just the sweetest, most caring man I have ever met. But the boyfriends had better look out, because he has a big gun collection! Hee!
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
I felt sad for I had no shoes,
Until I saw a man who had no feet.
That saying helps me find peace. I know people who have been waiting way longer than us. People who have never had a child before, and whose arms are entirely empty. People who have lost their babies, their referrals, their money. People who have been trying for years to have a child or adopt a child and still are slugging away at becoming parents. I should be ashamed of myself for complaining. I am made of tougher stuff than that!
So, I haul myself up by the boot straps, hug Katie, Ashley and Levi, tell Chris how much I love him, and face another day. I know there are many, many more days to face, but I can do it!
Friday, August 11, 2006
Send a letter, send a fax
write it on a post-it pad
Send a message up in smoke,
Tap it out in morse code.
I prefer a bad excuse,
to No News!
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Our little peanut turned 7 months old yesterday. We have a tiny little bit of news in that the Declaration of Facts has been issued and is in the office of rectification in PGN to be signed. Once that happens, the corrections can be made and a birth certificate issued. Then, finally, we can start the actual adoption process. So, by my calculations, if we have a new birth certificate by the beginning of September, the earliest we might have him home would be January, if everything from here on out goes perfectly. Chris says I am too pessimistic, but I don't see how we will have him for his first Christmas or first birthday. I am just being realistic.
The good news is that we will probably be just moved or in the new house when he comes home. That will be terrific because he will have enough to adjust to without us packing up and moving soon after he arrives. I think 2007 will be the best year ever!
Thursday, August 03, 2006
I have no idea what is happening on our house. The architect is making some last minute changes and then I think we can submit it to the architectural review committee for approval. But the final straw to my peachiness is that the director of our adoption agency is angry with me. I thought I was helping a friend get some much-needed advice, but WHAM it came around and bit me in the butt. Life is just so very peachy......
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
Ashley is in cheer camp this week, but she missed most of today's camp because we had to go back to the endocrinologist. Diagnosis: Hashimoto's disease, a type of hypothyroidism. She will need to take thyroid hormone therapy for the rest of her life, but other than that, she will be fantastic.
We have been rounding up documents for the loan on the new house/construction, finishing designing the house and having the architect complete the plans, etc etc. The builder sent the estimate of the total cost to Chris on Friday, and I think it took all weekend for his blood pressure to come down. I told the builder that he needs to warn me before he sends stuff like that to Chris so I can prepare him better. Hah! We negotiated some things and got the price down some, and now we are very happy with it. We put the pool on hold for another year or two, but still will build the barn and the dream house.
Tonight, I have to make 4 snowflake costumes for Ashley and her cheer partners for a contest at camp tomorrow. I told her to just dump water over her head and say she was a melted snowflake, but she wouldn't do it. Somehow, I got volunteered to do all the sewing. Thanks Ashley, I will remember this when you have kids someday ;-)