Growing up

Choices are never easy and how do you decide which way to go when either one is good and bad at the same time. My husband and I are in this prediciment as is every other middle class family in America. We are faced with too many choices, too many things; and what we have never really seems to be enough. My husband and I seem to be the typical “buy now pay for it later” kind of upper-middle class folks. Yet what do we really want. We think we want to be out of debt–oh what would that be like, but then we also want to fix up or 80 year old house that had been neglected by the family who lived in it for 50 years. We have lived there for nearly 6 without doing much to it other than window and some new flooring. Fixing up a house is expensive and we like to go out and vaction. So we always spent our money–or our credit on those types of fun things. Now we are faced with our own aging. We are in the process of adding one or two new members to our family. There are things that we want for them–a nursery that is liveable and nice, a kitchen that isn’t dangerous and a family room that isn’t filled with random clutter and crap. All of these things cost money.

What are our priorities? What have they been? Is there any hope? We want to be happy at home. I would be happier with a house that was fixed up with a little bit of debt than a dump and no debt. What a tangled web we weave when at first we try to decieve. Who were we decieving you ask? Well ourselves of course. We tried to tell ourselves that it was okay to allocate funds for this or that and buy what we wanted when we wanted whether we had the money for it our not. Now we are paying the price and are forced to answer the question–“Do we buy the things that will really add value to our life or do we suffer for our past mistakes?” If only the answer was easy.

Waiting…Waiting…Waiting

Waiting really is the hardest part. I am not good at waiting. My husband and I are in the process of adopting from Ethiopia. We are hoping to adopt an infant or infant twins. We started the process in September with chosing an agency. Then came the homestudy, where a social worker determines if my husband and I are fit to raise a child. I do find this slightly funny as I am a high school teacher who currently has 13 teenagers pregnant or with childern. One of my students went into early labor because she got into a fight, and my husband and I have to defend and show that we are able to care for a child. I understand the idea behind the homestudy, because there are unethical people out there who take advantage of children; but how many of them spend thousands of dollars and travel half way around the world for one child?

I don’t mean to sound bitter, I am glad that there are safeguards, it just is a little absurd to me. But I am happy to jump through any hoop in order to have a child. We have been trying to start a family for over 5 years and it is stressful.

Our process officially started on January 26th when our dossier was sent to the Ethiopian Government. Now we just sit and wait to be matched with a child or children. It is stressful. Tomorrow marks our 8th week of waiting. We are moving up the list a little. There are about 5 families ahead of us waiting for an infant of either gender. I am not sure when the call/email will come. I don’t know how I am going to react to the notification. It will be a life altering moment that is unlike any other life changing moment. I can’t wait.