At some point....

...my phone will ring. It just wasn't: in the car on the way upstate for our big 4th of July celebration, on Davis' birthday or on the 11th etc etc.

But at some point my phone WILL ring.

Right? It will ring? Please say yes.

11.

Anyone that know us in real life knows that we have some serious number eleven mojo. For a moment or two it seemed like it was bad but overall if you look at everything it is mostly all good. So today is August 11. My girlfriend V predicted months ago that we would get our referral in August. hmmmmm. Then at the beginning of July when we were at the top (haha) of the list she again predicted 8/11 would be the day we got the call.

So V, I hope you are right. And if you are, could you send me six numbers that you are feelin'?

Phew.

Thank you everyone who commented on my last post who either A: also needs to make an appointment with the eye doctor or B: saw the AND SIBLING that clearly must have changed somewhere in the process but was not updated on the list!

Regardless, I feel less crazy than I did last week. It also confirms I do in fact have friends out there in Blogstonia. I was wondering why none of you sent me a gentle nudge with a stage whisper "Hey, er ummm, Heather I think you might want to recount your place on the list." Unless of course you hated me. So today I feel happy this is not the case. You do love me, or at least you don't hate me. Right?

Come on Monday.
Bring it.
We're ready.
All. Of. Us.

I think I might need glasses.

Yesterday as I was looking at the list for the one billionth time...
I noticed that there was indeed a referral this week! On Monday!

Dear Barrett Family,
First let me say congratulations on your new son! I hope the process goes quickly for you when courts reopen in October. Secondly, I must apologize for misreading your child preference profile, for some reason I only saw the AND sibling part....and here I've been thinking I was number 1 for a boy for the past six weeks, and number 1 for a girl for the past two weeks. DUH. Though it sure makes sense why my phone has been silent. I wish you had a blog so I could post a message to you. If you've been reading my blog and thinking "who does she think she is?!" well, that would be a totally valid thought. I'm even thinking "who do I think I am!?" I do hope you see my apology. :)
Best,
Heather

NOW....we are (un)officially number 1 for either a boy or a girl.
If you could see my face right now, you'd see it is beet red from the 'DUH! Heather!' that is rolling around in my head.

Anywho, back to the wait.

Hoping for phone calls for these two families THIS week please. They have been truly waiting at the top of the list for long enough. Unlike me who's only been there for, ahem, 2 days.

FOUR.

Today my baby turns four. Not sure how it's possible. We are still pinching ourselves that she is HERE much less four years old. She is our brightest light and keeps us in tears from laughter. I am so proud and grateful to be here Mama. Rolyn is so proud and grateful to be her Daddy.

Today she slowly stood up in bed so big and so strong. In her head I could tell she felt different. She felt bigger and smarter and more special that she did the day before. So awesome. I remember that feeling as a child.

As she was sitting at her new "artist table" that was her birthday prezzie (IKEA hack by Daddy, quite impressive if I do say) she said, "Mama, maybe today is the day that I will be a big sister! A four year old BIG SISTER!"

Me too sweet Davis, me too.

p.s. I am also thinking of all the mamas who are becoming first time mamas right now. I know it's an amazing feeling. There is nothing like it in the world! Congratulations to ALL of you lovely women. Hoping for good news from this mama today too! xo

Thank You.

Just wanted to post a thank you to for all the words of love and support.

While the phone still has not rang with 817 we've been a bit distracted with an big bad asthma attack that started in the early morning of Thursday and is still not completely over. We were off to the ER about 5:45 a.m. after a pretty much sleepless night. In the car I couldn't help but think about this new mama and her experience in Ethiopia with a sick child. I cannot imagine having a sick baby and not being able to find medical care. Thankfully everything worked out for Heidi and her precious boy when they happened upon a hospital(after stopping at several others without a doctor available) that was not only staffed by a doctor but one that was just right for what they needed.

Davis handled all of this like a champ (and was quite pleased that there were no shots involved). Her mama and daddy have a few more grey hairs. She's on the mend and I suppose so are we. A good nights sleep would be nice, maybe tonight that will come.

Monday we'll be back to waiting...

No news is....well, no news.

I've decided not to post anything else until we get the call.
I have nothing left to say that is clever.
And definitely nothing to say that is profound.
I can't really manage much of a laugh either.
I know it will come.
But I've sort of given up on July.
It will come when it comes and I have
no control
over it. And that's ok. Sort of.
I think I'll take a walk around the block and
try
to get my mind on something else for awhile.