Just when you thought we had nothing more to report about the specialness of yesterday (that was an admittedly long post), except maybe what we ordered for dinner at our restaurant, we've come up with a few more details to share.
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| Full moon beams shining into our window last night. |
We spent a very lovely dinner reliving 12 years of past memories and laughing at the karaoke-sounding music playing overhead. There was a sweet family with a little boy who was about 10 months old at the table nearby and he was distractingly cute. Another adorable, fleece bundled, baby boy was strolled in to pick up his parents' take-out. We were fast becoming surrounded and quickly had to think of something other than waiting to hear from birth mothers so we could continue to enjoy our date. Thank goodness we have a trip to Thailand planned for the holidays! We began to ponder life in Bangkok and what we might be able to see before heading north to the village where the team is working. We paid the bill and sat to chat a little more over yet another cup of green tea.
Then, the BND rang and we heard that magic request from the agency, "Can we tell you a love story?" With only one BND and a busy street competing to be heard over a weak speaker phone, we hung up and walked (with a little run in our step) home as fast as we could. We could try that whole breathing thing again in ten minutes, if we could just get to our landline with a phone for each of us, and pry our hearts out of our throats.
We are not going to Thailand.
"A" (think A for angel instead of S for satan) is due with our baby boy on December 20th! Some minor complications with her pregnancy might mean he gets to come out early (12/12/12 maybe?), but either way, that's three short weeks away! And, since you're most certainly wondering, I did verify that she is a real, live pregnant person that has been seen by our agency team multiple times in the recent 6 weeks. She even lives within an hour of us and we get to meet her next Friday! I was supposed to be flying to Thailand that day, but um, yeah, oh well.
We learned enough to feel utterly and completely elated that this was happening. Something that you might remember us writing about during our training was a session where we had to say goodbye to the vision of the biological baby we had lost so we could make room to welcome in the joy of our little ones through adoption. We did a mini version of that last night. After peppering the agency ladies with all of the questions we could articulate through giant, teethy grins, we sat on the "grass" in the nursery (his room) and held hands.
We acknowledged each and every hope we'd formulated in recent months and put them in their place. These were all visions that we needed to give life to in order to welcome him in. We have been so open to everything and really had no way of knowing who would find us first. We sent little Meadow back to daydreamville. We let the twins know that we would not be needing another carseat nor to double the diapers, thank you very much. And, we glanced up and nodded at the artwork on the wall of a mama zebra nursing a baby that I bought when I was pregnant in Ethiopia. All of those hopes and dreams led us here. And, we're allowing ourselves to revel in the joy.
Please join us, yet again, on a journey of positivity. As you well know, we're not in the clear until he's here and in our arms. But at least this time there's a very clear connection already and we feel very confident that we'll be celebrating the start of all of our Christmas daydreams coming true. Finally.
