We’ve arrived in Indiana where the Birth Mother is currently 1cm dilated. While that didn’t sound like any rush to arrive to cornfield “nothing to do” Indiana, the baby is indeed fully dropped and we have been advised that 1cm can turn to 10cm very quickly. So here we are….waiting for the pot to boil, which everyone knows a watched pot never does boil…
We had dinner last night with the BM and her boyfriend. They are really such lovely people. I find myself trying so hard to pay very close attention to their facial features. The way they raise their eyebrows, a look they give, the way they laugh. I want to know who our daughter will take after in certain aspects. I want to know whose personality she will, more or less, have, who’s hair color or eye color she will be born with. When asked, which she inevitably will, I want to be able to tell her truthfully who she takes after, genetically.
This has been a full time job getting to this point. The home study, the profiles, the paperwork (All…The…Paperwork), fingerprinting, interviews, lawyer, social workers, the money, the traveling, the phone calls, texts, needing to befriend the BM in every way. The up’s and down’s. Some conversations with the BM where I was convinced she was going to change her mind only to get a call 2 days later explaining she was just having a bad day. This has been a roller coaster ride of anxiety. It’s hard to believe we are here waiting for a call to go to the hospital. But we are finally so close. And as tacky as this sounds…I am ready for payday. My partner tends to think I am going to be a bit overprotective and not let the baby out of my arms 🙂 I actually think he might be right.
In the meantime, we stare at one another in our hotel!
Our view from the hotel is spectacular!
Creepy “Grinch who stole Christmas” tree across the street
Of course, our dogs can care less where we are or when we will be returning. This is a pic from their caretaker, “Aunt Terry” who they adore!
We are stocked up with all sorts of goodies! There is nothing else to do in this town but eat and lay around.
From The Stork 
Thinking of you. I hope you’re ok. Mrs. S.
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On Jul 27, 2013, at 11:02 AM, From The Stork wrote:
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WHAT’S HAPPENING? I’M ON THE EDGE OF MY CHAIR WAITING TO HEAR!!!!
Lol. Still waiting
I can tell you from experience that this kind of pot always boils! How is she doing? Wish I were there to pace the floor with you and hold your hand.
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On Jul 27, 2013, at 11:02 AM, From The Stork wrote:
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Oh my goodness, Uncle Jimmy, you have such a nack for making me laugh and cry at the same time. I read Shawn your post and he loves the updates! Oh my gosh, are y’all just living off of TV? The time is coming, I hope super soon! I can hardly contain myself, you must be going bonkers! Your view, that tree…I nearly wet my pants.
hang in there – before you know it, baby will be in hand!!!! AWAITING TO HEAR MORE!!!!!
Once again, you have captured your feelings so accurately. Great job