Fished In Every Time...

Why oh why do I get fished in by the rumors? I need to look back and laugh (I have to laugh, the alternative is no good) when I get overly optimistic. We've gone from "a realistic chance of a referral in September" back to "very lucky if we get a referral in October." The CCAA (China Center for Adoption Affairs) is moving offices this week, after months of speculation about an impending move. Rumors range from little to no delays due to the move, to referrals will only go up to July 10th... In the meantime, we went to a childcare class at our agency on Saturday. It was a great refresher (ok, refresher is a bit of an understatement since I haven't really taken care of a baby since I was a teenager -- many moons ago), and both of us learned a lot. It's hot and muggy this weekend, and we are both cranky. This is typical of July midwestern weather, but it does make me wonder how people handle living in the Southeast (i.e. hot and humid much of the year). I hate to sweat, which might explain my less-than-athletic tendencies. Here's to a week of better news, more reliable rumors, and lower dewpoints...

Apparently, I'm a Lime Margarita... Who Knew?

Deep down, I've always suspected...

You Are a Lime Margarita

Realistic and grounded, you have the energy to tackle any obstacle that stands in your way. Hyper and driven, you despise lazy behavior of all kinds... especially lazy drunks too tired to dance!

What Flavor Margarita Are You?

Be careful what you wish for...

It seems like we have pushed so much of the excitement, emotion and preparation for having a child to the backs of our minds when the process in China came to (almost) a grinding halt. Now that things are starting to speed up again, I'm suddenly in a panic. We could get a referral in September, and I don't feel ready! Of course, I understand that most people don't really feel ready to be parents, and I also know that we will get ready. The nursery is still a guest room, and all the baby clothes not in storage are now the wrong season (back when we were young and foolish, we thought we would be bringing our daughter home this summer). Nothing is baby-proofed, and my pre-China to do list is a mile long. Oh, and there's a minor thing called daycare to resolve. Sigh... I do know that it will work out, and that we will not only survive, but hopefully parent quite respectably. This heart pounding panic is completely normal. Right? Right?!