I thought I could hold out from writing on this blog until little Foxie arrives. I just have a little something on my mind. This waiting period is challenging to manage.
I've noticed on a few other blogs about adoption that there is a lot of journaling about the decision to adopt and then about the process ~ but then there are these long chunks of time missing before you see beautiful stories of child placements. I get it now. It's a very vulnerable place to be in to know that you have very little control of this time period.
Our social worker cancelled our final acceptance meeting this week due to a new boss' inefficiency. On one hand I want to scream and ask him if he realizes how many families he's effecting?? On the other hand I have no doubt that it's just not our time right now. I have complete faith that our child will show up when he/she is meant to. It's just a little tough in this American culture of instant gratification. I have this sense of expecting my child sooner than later because she/he will be "store-bought" compared to the relatively known expectations of the 9 month process of "home-baked." I love that one--I borrowed that concept from a pediatric nurse who has one of each.
Ok, I'm feeling better by the moment. Feel free to shower me with reminders to have a sense of humor and of course the sense of surrender.
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