Six Months

Months on the waitlist:

 

Current average wait time:

19

On our six month waiting anniversary we rearranged furniture. Since we will be on the list for a little while longer (after crunching some numbers, we are estimating 2-3 more years); we decided to wait in comfort. We went out and bought ourselves the most comfortable couch in all of the five furniture stores we visited. Is it pretty? Nope. However, it is perfect for cuddling while watching TV :). When we purchased the sofa last month, we were trying to figure out a good delivery date. Since both of us work during the week, we requested a Saturday.

Furniture store salesperson: "How does Saturday February the 11th sound?" 

(Rob and I immediately stared into space with confusion)

Rob: "Why does it feel like we have something going on?"

Salesperson: "Well, the next possible date..."

I interrupt: "It is our anniversary!"

Rob: "That is right!"

We are both laughing at this point because we really, truly thought we had a major event to attend. The salesperson laughs and tells us she always forgets her WEDDING anniversary as well. Embarrassing!! Do we tell her we are actually celebrating every month on our agency's list? No. This will open the door to questions about the why and the how and the when. Not to add the fact that she will probably think we are silly. Therefore, we just looked at each other and smiled. Rob immediately hugged and kissed me. I am guessing to make up for the forgotten "wedding" anniversary :).

Happy six months waiting!!!

The Meaning Of A Dream

I had an extremely vivid dream last night. My phone rang and it was our caseworker calling with our referral. I remember feeling unbelievably excited. I remember crying and nervously trying to call Rob to let him know. We met up at the house (which was not our current home) and we waited for our phone to ring to hear all of the details about our son. The phone rang and right when she was going to tell us his age or anything about him, my alarm went off :(. I told Rob as soon as I woke up and guess what? He had a vivid dream about him as well. His dream was much nicer than mine though...he saw him! He said we were in a strange house (again) and I was holding him while sitting on our couch. Then I got up and handed our baby to him so he can feed him. He said he was beautiful. Perfect round face with curls to die for. So jealous that he actually had a dream of holding him! 

Earlier this week my sister called me and told me that as soon as she woke up, something or someone told her to start praying for her nephew’s birth mom. She said she prayed for a long time and had never felt that feeling before. 

I wonder what this all means. Maybe God has picked the birth mother of our child. Maybe he has been conceived. Maybe it is just coincidence but I love it. I love that we dreamt of our little boy on the same night and I love that my sister spent some serious time praying for his birth mom.