We went to drop off a chunk of presents off at my husbands families houses. They live about an hour away, and since we're forgoing the trip to my parents this year because of the baby on the way, we'll be spending the holiday with them.
We went shopping with my mother in law.
We all wandered over to the baby section, picked out a crib mattress that she got for us.
But then she started looking at clothes. They were darling. But I couldn't do it. I couldn't pick out any more. I'm afraid.
No matter how good we feel about the match, it could still fall through.
And that scares the crap out of me.
So, for now, we will be optimistic, and try to enjoy these last few weeks.
I'm adopted, he's in the Air Force, and all we really want is family. After 8 miscarriages, and one failed adoption, this blog is a journal through infertility, adoption, and now parenthood, now that Isaac has filled our baby carriage, and it's about to be filled again with a surprise, successful (so far) pregnancy! It's sometimes blunt, sometimes improper, but always real. This is our story.
::Hugs::
ReplyDeleteSending good thoughts your direction.
I am a new reader to your blog. Not even sure how I found you...must have been through a craft blog and I got to your blog. As a mom with 16 kids that we adopted, I understand your anxiety. It never got any less anxious, I hate to say. I hope the outcome is in the best interest of everyone. May God give you peace during the wait.
ReplyDeleteCrossing my fingers and sending lots of good thoughts your way!
ReplyDeleteYou're in my thoughts!
ReplyDeleteI can only imagine the excitement! But also, the feelings of worry and being cautious that you are going experiencing. It sounds like from your previous posts that the birth parents are pretty set on their decision! Can't wait to hear all about that little baby in a few weeks! :-)
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