The Waiting...
....is the hardest part. (Thanks, Tom Petty) Now that song is stuck in my head. Everytime I hear something new about the China adoption wait, it's not good news. The timelines and wait times have extended WAY past where anyone would have thought possible. Since we've been in line (May 18, 2006), the wait has pretty much TRIPLED.
Patience is NOT my strong suit, and this wait is doing quite a number on our family. Connor asks daily about his baby sisters, and tells me what a good big brother he is; how helpful he's going to be...he has offered to change diapers, too! I don't know what I can do to hold him to that one, but there's gotta be a way......
The shock of the wait time, though, is met full force with the joy of knowing that our boy will have 2 baby sisters by the end of next year, and we'll suddenly be a family of FIVE!! I don't think he can be fully aware of what that means for him, exactly. Unfortuntely, I'm no help, since I'm an only child, and Brian....well, Brian doesn't talk much, but knows it will all work out.
The only thing on this weekend's agenda is Connor's T-Ball game, and an attempt at traipsing all over DFW looking for a patch of picture-perfect bluebonnets where I won't feel my life is in danger from the oncoming traffic on the highway!
....is the hardest part. (Thanks, Tom Petty) Now that song is stuck in my head. Everytime I hear something new about the China adoption wait, it's not good news. The timelines and wait times have extended WAY past where anyone would have thought possible. Since we've been in line (May 18, 2006), the wait has pretty much TRIPLED.
Patience is NOT my strong suit, and this wait is doing quite a number on our family. Connor asks daily about his baby sisters, and tells me what a good big brother he is; how helpful he's going to be...he has offered to change diapers, too! I don't know what I can do to hold him to that one, but there's gotta be a way......
The shock of the wait time, though, is met full force with the joy of knowing that our boy will have 2 baby sisters by the end of next year, and we'll suddenly be a family of FIVE!! I don't think he can be fully aware of what that means for him, exactly. Unfortuntely, I'm no help, since I'm an only child, and Brian....well, Brian doesn't talk much, but knows it will all work out.
The only thing on this weekend's agenda is Connor's T-Ball game, and an attempt at traipsing all over DFW looking for a patch of picture-perfect bluebonnets where I won't feel my life is in danger from the oncoming traffic on the highway!
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