I now have reached the 8 month waiting date. No referrals for the past 2 months. Yes, they could start up any day now. I could get the call any day. I'm hoping for around my birthday, but that may be optimistic. We'll see.
Currently I'm reading The Post Adoption Blues. Yes, it's about post adoption depression, like post partum depression. I'm glad I'm reading it now. It is getting my expectations for how things will be when baby comes home in perspective. The baby will be grieving and in a state of extreme stress. Imagine being torn away from everything you know when only a few months old. The baby might also not even like me at first! It is possible that I might not fall in love at first sight. We'll both be exhausted and jet lagged. We might both be physically ill. Attachment takes a long time. Those of you with biological babies can understand this as well.
Buck's health continues to slowly deteriorate. When I came downstairs Saturday morning, he was sprawled on the floor and I could tell he had dragged his lower half into the kitchen (the kitchen rug was all bunched up behind him). I really have to coax him to go up the 2 steps that are out the back door. I thought when I came home Sunday night that he might not be "ok". I had been preparing myself for him to have a big fall and truly hurt himself where I would know it was a definitive "this is it". Now, I'm beginning to wonder. Poor old soul has been a wonderful buddy.
Congratulations to my friend Amy! After 2 years of waiting for her son Henry to come home from Haiti, she has moved to the next step. Their case has finally moved through the last Haitian government step. This means Henry should be in Minnesota between October and December.
Also, my friend Jill is currently in Russia moving through the process to bring her daughter Stella home by the end of the month. Actually, they're flying in on my birthday. Can't wait to meet her.
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So sad about your buddy Buck! I know how much you love him and don't want to watch him suffer as he ages. They truely become one of our children, wait for us to come home, look for us to love, understand and be. My dog, Tanner, has been my best buddy for over 8 years, seen it all, protects me, and no matter what I say or look like, still just wants me to pet him and give him that loving look of understanding. Teddy crawls all over him and likes to dress him in covers and dish clothes. Tanner takes it all in and waits for the scraps of food to fall as his reward.
Well, I hope you get that call any day now and plan for that trip to change you life. You seem to have a great understanding of what you could be getting into and preparing for it all. You will be a great mom! KK
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