Today was the day. But now tomorrow is. She had to cancel (sick child and her husband working the ER). But she called me personally and is going to see us tomorrow (her day off and a Saturday!). Praise God. But now I get one more night to wait.
I can't sleep. My stomach hurts. And I just keep praying that God can use Dr Dibbs to help us.
When you fill out all of your paperwork for adoption, it is endless. seriously.
We felt personally invaded. Then on top of all that, we are asked to "check" what "special needs" that we would accept.
Completely. Overwhelming.
Number one, 3/4 of the words, I had never heard of.
Number two, you feel as if you are very selfish
Number three, you want to quit
So in meeting some new adoption friends, they gave us this doctor's name and number. I felt like it was God sent. So excited about meeting her. She is going to explain all kinds of medical terms to us and color code them into mild, moderate, and severe.
G wanted to go get new phones for us this morning, but couldn't because of our app, but now... he's heading there :) He's smiling. wonder if he will be smiling when he comes home? I decided not to go along, because phone stores do not make me smile.
G doesn't know this, but I just want to get back from the city on Saturday soon enough not to miss the public ice skate in the evening. #thisisaJamie'sport,butG's. But I have been thinking if he gets a new phone, he can just sit on the side and play and I can skate my little pea pickin heart out. I'll let you know how that works out.
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