Holding Pattern

Right now Project Baby is like the weather in Phoenix...the same every day, no changes. There's simply nothing to report. Nothing. We can't really do anything, buy anything, or plan anything. We still haven't heard back from the state. We've started cleaning out the office, which is going to be the baby's room. Right now it's a dark brown color but we plan to repaint it. Since we don't know if it's going to be a girls room or a boys room, we decided to go with something neutral. We're going with a sort of light sage green color, or as Behr Paints calls it, "Restful". It's kind of a soft natural color, and we can do the room in sort of earth tones.

This upcoming weekend is the Fourth of July and it lands on a Friday so we'll have a three day weekend. I'm going to make a real commitment to get that blasted birth mother letter started in Microsoft Publisher if it kills me. It's been a while since we've corresponded with Lane at the IAC anyway, so I'll have something to send him and update our progress.

Superman--Earth's Crappiest Adoptive Father

Well if you know me you know I love Superman. Supes fits right in here, seeing as how he is an adopted child himself. Now as much as I hope we adopt a Super Baby from Krypton, I'm pretty sure that's not going to happen. But in a cruel twist of fate, it turns out Superman, who should know better, is really a crappy adoptive parent. I plan on having positive images of adoption for our baby to see and I kind of hoped to use Earth's Greatest Hero as an example of what an adopted child can accomplish. However, I think I'll have to make sure I steer clear of this issue from the '50's...

Sheesh. What a dick.

Please Wait...

Argh it's been almost three weeks since the home visits ended and we still haven't heard anything! I want to hurry up and get the waiting over and be approved so we can start waiting again. Once the court approves us to adopt, we can be on the books at the IAC as soon as we get our birth mother letter finished. At least the website's pretty much done. We really have to get going on the hardcopy letter. I'm pushing it off because I haven't used Microsoft Publisher and everyone says that's the way to go to design something like that. Well I figured out the GoDaddy crap so I guess I can get this going. Where do I work again? Oh yeah, JDA Software. I guess I should be able to figure it out!

Just a short ramble.

Web Slingin'

Well I've been spending the weekend working on the greggandbobby.com website. I'm using Go Daddy, and while their web builder isn't the most intuitive thing in the world, once you get the hang of it it's not too bad. I've never spent much time learning HTML so I needed something that would build a page without digging into code. It's almost finished, I think I'll have it done by next weekend. I think I'll just go ahead and publish it. There's a link on the side of this page that will take you there if you want to see it. I still have to send it to Lane at the IAC to get it approved, but I can make changes on the fly. We're not in the books yet anyway so it's not like we can do anything anyway. If anyone does see it we can begin the process with them and unofficially match until our homestudy is approved. Per my last post, we're hoping that won't take too much longer. Windsor said she hopes to send it to the court in a week or so. Fingers crossed!

Home Study Visit, Take Two

So today was the second home visit, and my turn to get interviewed by our social worker, Windsor. I took today off so I could clean house. Well mostly. It was also Ripley's birthday, so I had to spend a little time with my little guy. OK he's 108 pounds so not so little. So here was my day:
7 AM--try to pretend I'm sleeping so the Labs will leave me alone. Not working.
8 AM--give up pretending to sleep, because my face and hair are wet with Labrador saliva. Also every tennis ball in the house is now on my pillow against my face.
8:15 AM--Coffee's brewing, take the boys outside to play with the tennis ball.
8:40 AM--Mmmm, coffee. Take shower.
9:30 AM--Take Ripley to the vet for a dentist appointment. Yes, on his birthday. There's a cage full of 7 week old kittens in the lobby; Ripley begins picking out his birthday present.
10 AM--Teeth are fine, off to PetSmart to get birthday gifts. Explain that while they are fun to play with, you can have rawhide, but not a kitten. Listen to whining.
10:30 AM--Chase is elated that while it's Ripley's birthday, the rawhides come in two packs.
11-1:30 PM--Clean the house. Sigh.
1:30 PM--Kitten play break. Called Kathleen and told her those kittens are soooo cute. She came down to look. Went with her back to the vet and played with kittens. Kath ends up taking two home.
2:30 PM--Get home right before Gregg; pretend I've been cleaning this WHOLE time. Baby, I'm so tired! Finish the biography I was supposed to write last week.
3 PM--Windsor arrives. I immediately love her! She becomes my favorite golden girl. Yes, even past Bea Arthur. (It's OK, he knows I love him.)
Windsor and I had a great meeting. She is so easy to talk to. She eased all my fears about the process and assured us we had no need to worry, we'd get approved by the judge. She just wanted to get to know me, about my background, schooling, etc. The first thing she did was pull out pics of her two yellow Labs. She loved the boys, and they were on their best behaviour quietly sitting in their kennels. We talked about birthmothers, and she gave us tips to look out for. College age or career track women, real good chance. Teenage mothers, drama disasters. I pretty much figured that.
4:30 PM--Took the boys to Cosmo Park for some swimming and playing. Got a call from Gregg, "Hi I'm at the vet picking out a kitten..." HELL NO. Back away from the pussy! Phew, he was there looking at them, but thankfully didn't bring one home. But really they are so cute!
6:40 PM--Got home, hugged my baby, gave Ripley more birthday gifts, had a great dinner, called my sister to see how the kittens were doing, and just thought about how much I love my husband and want to take care of our child together...sigh.