Since May 2004, I have been a walkin', talkin' billboard for adoption. And I always will be.
But, I must tell ya. These past few days have been killer. For some reason, this afternoon finds me nervous, anxious, and about to crawl outta my skin. Our meeting with the birthparents who chose us is Monday. I have never been as worried about a meeting in my life. To us, it feels like the biggest, most important job interview ever. But that's not all...
What I am most anxious about is not being in control of the situation. Folks, this is hard for a control freak. You know, the whole NOT being in control thing. My leg is bouncin a mile a minute and my head is spinning thinking about all the changes that our family could undergo ... in a matter of weeks!
Holy crib sheets, Batman.
So, we wait. We pray. I eat sugar cookies.
Did I mention I'm a stress eater?
Oh yeah, back to the adoption.
I picked out a bedding set, ya'll. And it really is the cutest. bedding thing. ever. And I have been folding little onesies and such. Oh the sweetness of a warm, fuzzy sleeper. I never took myself as one who would coo over pajamas with ducks on the feet. I actually cooed . . . outloud . . . in Babys 'R Us. I'm a goner.
:: big, deep sigh ::
Is this really happening? It may be stressful, but it sure has been fun getting ready.
More on Monday. You know, following THE meeting.
:: breathe......................... ::