An Interlude

too hot to post much lately…feeling kind of lazy…here are some pictures… At the science center

Trying to grab the spring that isn’t really there. Yeah I know not fair–but really fun to watch.

Reading with Grandpa Pete and Grandma Betty who were visiting from Texas
Sitting in my jazz fest chair listening to bluegrass at the Botanical Gardens on July 4th.
Best present ever from Grandma Anne…

MECCA


Okay, well maybe I am being overly dramatic…But it is the most amazing place ever. I am slightly emabarrassed to admit that I had never been inside of one until today. Sad I know, especially at age 34. But there it is. I thought I would bite the bullet and go and look around. Huge mistake. I spent nearly 2 hours looking at everything that the store had to offer. Oh wow! I am seriously introuble when we do get our referral. There will be not stopping me. It is hard to stop me now. I have tried to contain myself, but it is so hard. This is my first baby–as though I haven’t really said that enough.

Being in that store with all of the pretty things, made me realize that I really haven’t a clue about being a mother. I have spent a lot of time around babies, done lots of baby sitting, but I have absolutely no qualifications to be a mother–okay I am a woman I will give you that. I was looking at pack n’ plays and travel cribs. They say max weight is 30lbs. Well, when does a baby weigh that much? I am so naive and completely unprepared. I know that there are so many questions that it would take me all of the www free bandwidth to ask them all.

14 week melt down

Tomorrow marks 14 weeks since our dossier was sent to Ethiopia. When we started this whole process I was certain that we would be making our travel plans already. I accept and know that this adoption process is totally unpredictable and that my expectations were really unreasonable, but they were what I was holding on to. Of course, the whole process is working out exactly the way it should. Our kitchen is curretly non-existent (we have ripped it out), our den is now a big pantry and its floor is ripped out waiting to be replaced. The nursery is drywalled but needs paint, flooring, furniture. We are in no way home ready so I should feel blessed that we have been waiting, because there would be no way we could everything done that we want to get done if we were preparing to travel.

Well, I was at Target yesterday buying some new work out clothes and I had a baby meltdown. About 2 months ago I was at Target and I noticed this cute little outfit. Sweather vest, button down shirt and pants. I wanted it so badly for my little boy–we did not specify gender, but I am pretty confident that we will be getting a boy. But I didn’t buy it because I knew it would be a while before we received our referral and I didn’t know what size to buy, etc. Well yesterday, I was at Target, and as I know our referral is on the horizon, I caved and bought the outfit. I bought a 9mth size, hoping that the baby will be able to wear it this winter. It is just the cutest thing ever. I also succummed to my motherly genes and bought some bibs, I know I will need those.

I am hoping that the referral comes soon, as I am dying to buy more things and to get really prepared for the arrival of our budle of joy. We have our names picked out and are just waiting to meet our baby… Soon