On the Edge of a Cliff and Ready to Fly

….I called Liberty Mutual this morning to Start FMLA for my husband and I, went onto our medical insurance website to get an online account started (I can’t call until Monday to add the baby as a dependent; I may not be able to add him until he’s born), registered for some more stuff at Target and Babies R Us, sent a bunch of people that I couldn’t call a text message with the news, freaked out about how we’re going to pay for the adoption and all the stuff we need, searched online for a cross stitch to start for our baby, did an online adoption course on “Conspicuous Families”, freaked out some more when I realized that

April 16th is 11 days away from today! ELEVEN! And, she could still have the baby at any time!

Hubby is supposed to clear out the guest room on Monday and start putting the baby stuff in there. We’re getting a crib and bassinet from a friend, we need to buy a crib mattress, and we have nothing else. The family baby shower is Sunday, April 13th, and my coworkers are going to start planning a baby shower on Monday, so that should be this week coming up. If she has the baby early we will probably need to blow our “moving” money on a bunch of baby stuff.

Oh, yea, and we’re selling our house and have a contingent contract on a house we’re buying….good grief!

Freakout!

The title of this post is something hubby’s best friend’s daughter said tonight. I couldn’t have said it better myself.

I was at work today at 4:15pm.

My husband called me at work today and said “Our adoption social worker called.”

I said, “Okay.”

Then he said, “You remember that mom that is due in April and didn’t have health insurance? Well, I guess she wanted the adoption agency to pick a family for her. The adoption agency picked us. The adoption social worker emailed me asking me to call her, and she told me we can have the baby if we want him.”

I said, “Okay. What did you tell her?”

He answered, “I told her yes. Don’t talk so loud, you’re at work.”

Well, we work in a call center environment, but I don’t care. Ran around to my friends I work around and told them we’d been picked to adopt a baby boy. Called my friend that had already left; she promptly informed me that we needed to get together on Monday and plan a baby shower. Hubby and I went to Target after work and registered for baby stuff; we’re going to register on Babies R Us shortly. Called our families and Grandma Denise is going to throw a shower with hubby’s Aunt and Grandma Denise’s good friend. We decided on a work truck/airplane/dump truck theme for the nursery.

The baby is due April 16th. It’s a boy, half african-american, half caucasian, no known serious medical issues.

I am totally un prepared.

I am sorry if I didn’t call you personally, I tried to call as many people as I could think of.

Thanks! We’ll keep you updated! We have a name picked out (We’ve had it planned for YEARS) but we’re keeping it a secret until he’s born. We’ll let you know!

I can’t stop smiling!