Today is a happy day. We have been officially waiting for our daughter for 7 months. Of course, we have been in the actual waiting process for three years. This day, I am much more optimistic. I have experienced almost every possible emotion during this time.
When we talked about adoption as a way to add to our family I was anxious, anticipating the outcome. I have felt the pain of possible placements that didn't happen. I prayed over pictures and life stories of over 30 children that were "available" through our countries foster care system, hoping that one of these children would be ours. Hopeful is what I felt when we decided to adopt internationally through Ethiopia. When we first turned in our application to our agency, I was elated. As time progressed and paperwork took forever, I felt discouraged. I watch families come home with their children through video montages on blogs and forums. I feel hopeful again. I long for the day that I get to pick my sleeping child up for the first time.
I haven't allowed myself or Brandon to really prepare for this child. I know she's coming, but to save myself from overwhelming emotions, I haven't prepared. I AM prepared to parent and love this child like you would not believe. But she may be naked...lol! I'm just kidding. When we receive our referral, I'll prepare a little more. She has a crib, a high chair and a family that loves her so much, what else does she need, right?
So Happy Seven Months to us! May our call just be weeks, or days away!