It's August 1st and "She" is all I can think of- I hope we get to see her soon. I pray every night that she is warm and her tummy is full and that she can feel our love embracing her from here. In hopes of receiving our referral this month, I pray that she is very young so that she hasn't felt the absence of our love for too long. I pray she has lots of hair and that she has a button nose. I pray that she has 10 little fingers and 10 chubby toes. I hope she has long eyelashes and pink rosy lips. I pray she will be ours soon.
She is so loved already, even before we meet, not just by us, but by so many.
I spoke with my agency director this week and I almost fainted. I was so nervous I didn't realize he was just returning a call from earlier this month. I freaked out and couldn't even talk. False alarm! I have Chris on pins and needles as I remind him that this is very much like being close to a pregnancy due date. My water can break at any minute. Everyone at his job is on high alert. I've asked him to have his cell phone with him at all times. He even found a sign on another blog asking the Fedex guy to ring the doorbell when he delivers our referral package because he's delivering our baby. It's pretty funny!
So are we prepared? NOT!!! We have the essentials, lot of love and are ready to bring home a baby. That's all that matters. Everything else will come with practice.