No news and still waiting...
This is the worst! At least with pregnancy, you have an end date or an expectant date. With adoption, the "pregnancy" part last for months and years even. I would much rather have an end date but that is not how it works... Ugh. Until then you basically live in "pause" mode...
Always,
April
We have been approved and waiting for 80 days. This number is small. Families wait years to match sometimes. Seeing the daily number helps me to realize that 80 really isn't so far into the process. It just reminds me that when I can't find His hand that I need to trust His heart...
Always,
April
Yesterday D sent me a message while I was at work with a request to call him about something important. I already knew what it was about because D never does anything like that. D said he was presented with a potential match by our caseworker but there were issues that we hadn't yet discussed when it came to birth mom in question. It was a puzzler for sure. D and I thought about it all day and talked about it a great deal last night with each other and with the pediatrician we have selected. We both decided that the potential birth mom just wasn't "the one" for us. There were too many variables that came into play that left us both feeling unsettled.
Today, I feel we made the right decision and passed on the potential birth mom. I know that particular birth mother will find a perfect adoptive couple for her baby. She is in good hands with our agency. I am sure when 2 weeks passes by and we are once again in the middle of waiting for a potential call that I will question the decision we made already knowing it was the absolute correct and appropriate one for us. So yes, the waiting continues...on to day 78...
You guessed it, we are still waiting to be matched! This makes the 73rd day of waiting and yes like a crazy person I know it has been 73 days. It has been slightly torturous to say the very least. My motivation to continue buying and decorating a nursery has dwindled significantly and I have pretty much stopped. I can say that even though I haven't talked to our adoption caseworker that we have had zero action and D has verified my suspicions that we were getting nowhere pretty darn fast. The difference between D and myself is that D knows things will happen in due time and I, on the other hand, am not so sure I believe it so much anymore. Annoyed and tired but not yet defeated.
Ugh,
A
