Butterflies.

Dear Universe,
Please let this call come soon. Today would be nice, but I'd take tomorrow too.
My stomach is full of butterflies and well, I'm not sure I will get ANYthing done until we get the call.
Wait, was that my phone?
oh. Nope.
I think I have to change my ring tone to this:


Ok, that's all for today....unless of course, the phone riiiiiiiiiiiiiiings!
Love and light.
Heather

Reality. Or maybe I should say lack of...

I know we will not be getting "the call" on a Saturday.
So why do I have these butterflies in my belly?

Deep breath. Was that my phone? Deep breath. Was that my phone? Deeeeeep breath. And so it goes...on and on 'til the break of dawn.

Seriously, has ANYone heard of a family that got "the call" over the weekend? No? ok. Just checking.

One. Blue.

What? Really? Yes, really.
#1 for a boy and #5 for a girl.

Starting Monday, this shall be the daily mantra:
Deep breath. Was that my phone? Deep breath. Was that my phone? Deep breath.

Feeling Blue.

So another referral yesterday. Yay! So exciting!
That means we are #2 for a boy and #6 for a girl.
Originally when we started talking about adoption, this baby in my head was a girl...but it's now looking pretty blue 'round these parts. I've started talking to Davis about this and she seems ok with a brother as long as she gets to be the BIG sister. I suppose in her head it clinches being the "line leader" forever and ever.

I would also like to record for history purposes this conversation I had with Davis on May 1.
We were visiting family in TX and driving in the car and this is the back and forth:
Davis> "Mama, I think my baby's birthday is today."
Me> "Your baby doll Ruby?"
Davis>"No Mama, MY baby in Africa. It's their birthday."
Me> "You mean they are turning one?"
Davis> "No Mama, it is the first birthday ever. I think MY baby's birthday is today."

If it turns out this baby was born on May 1, after a bit of a mama-freak-out, I will immediately have Davis select six numbers for a lotto ticket.

June 18.

Happy 41 to me but the biggest news today is we are six months into the wait. The last few have been especially hard, I can only imagine it gets harder from here. I received a few 817 area code Happy Birthday calls and because my phone contacts were wiped out, every call made my heart skip. We are currently number 3 for a boy and number 7 for a girl. wooohooo!

Closer.

Just as I was starting to get down with the sloooowness of things...today, two referrals!
If you could see my face you'd see lots of smiling.

And now I'm starting to kind of freak out with my lack of planning ahead.
I mean we haven't been sleeping with a stuffed animal for months that we would send with another traveling family so our babe will know our scent. And a little photo book to send...well we gotta get on that too! and shots and shots...we need to make appointments for vaccines.

As if blog stalking is not exhausting enough, now I have planning to do.
For now, I'm gonna take my smiling face to bed.

A girls gotta dream, right?

So. Friday is my birthday. 41.
After last year's amazing gift organized by the best husband and father on the planet and made possible by lots of friends and family....am I crazy to dream of a referral for my birthday? Especially when there are so many ahead of me on the list? Have there ever been so many referrals in ONE week? hmmmm, maybe I should go back and check. Honestly, with my mad stalker skilz, I cannot believe this fact has not already been calculated! hmmmmm.

You have to admit it would be the best present e-vah.

I have a girlfriend who says August is our month, but secretly I was hoping she got her vision slightly crossed and that August would be the month to bring this child home.

Friday also marks 6 months waiting. Which is less than average wait time for our agency. I have never ever hoped and wished to be less than average more in my life!

Currently top o' the play list.
This song by my all time fav Built to Spill (the lyrics=perfection)

The Wait

You wait
You wait
You wait for summer,
Then you wait for rain
You wait
You wait
You wait for darkness then you wait for day
Yeah, you wait
You wait
You wait

And she said patience, patience, darling
Patience, patience, it will come

You wait
You wait
You wait for August,
Then you wait for May
You wait
You wait
You wait to get up,
Then you wait to play
You wait
You wait
You wait for someone that'll make the waiting worth the wait
You wait
You wait
You wait

And she says patience, patience, darling
Patience, patience, it will come