Monday, May 22, 2006

Go with the Flow

There are some evenings when you just can’t fall asleep. You can’t quite get in that comfortable space and a comfortable position where you are fast asleep in a matter of moments. No, not for me tonight…it’s one of those nights when the mind is critically thinking through all upcoming events. Why fight it when I can make a cup of Earl Grey decaf and journal at the kitchen island?

Saturday, May 20th was our fifth and final home study. Cheryl, from Hope for Children visited our home with a check list of items to review and to talk with Mark & Angela. We felt comfortable throughout the home study process—virtually painless except for the perimeter area traffic in Atlanta. One afternoon Eric and I just gave up and stopped at Cheeseburger in Paradise for…..that’s right—a cheeseburger. There were a few questions that we talked about for days…issues that we may face down the road & how we would handle them and feel about them. Mark & Angela gave us their tween & teen perspective.

Currently, we are waiting on our passports to arrive and the notarized home study to include with the USCIS paperwork—both should be ready in a couple of weeks. We’ve obtained all local clearances, certificates, fingerprints, medical exams, and notarized letters…WHEW! Almost there! We’ve cleaned out the spare bedroom up stairs and picked up pink paint swatches from Sherwin Williams. Eric & I have been shopping strollers online to find one we both think is just right. It’s impossible to walk through any store with a baby department without taking a quick walk through. We “oooo & awwww” over so much, but we won’t know for a long time how big or exactly how old she’ll be when we finally bring her home. We did buy the softest, little pink blanket to give her when we meet. Angela, the stuffed animal expert, is helping us find the perfect stuffed animal to go with the blanket. Mark’s expertise has helped me figure out how to put a “Links” section on this blog. Thanks, Mark…it would have taken me hours on my own.

And now…there’s no sense fighting it…I’m off to sleep.

Heather