According to my trusty little ticker it's 9 months and 1 day ago that we decided to adopt. We all know what that means. Yet, here I sit with empty arms.
I'm actually doing ok with it. I try not to think about it (which is lots easier when I don't know we're being profiled).
I passed my huge test btw! As soon as it arrives in the mail I will be a licensed nursing home administrator! However, today, I'm a woman at home with a cold.
I finally mentioned a baby name that Mr H didn't turn his nose up at. It's a boy name. Obviously, I'll take whatever baby is ours but I have secret hopes for a girl!
How do all of you make the baby name decision? Since Mr H has already had 4 tries at it I'm pretty much naming this one as long as he doesn't absolutely hate it.
Social workers a kind of nice
9 years ago