On the brink of something great

Dropping in for a quick update so y'all don't think we dropped off the face of the earth like the bad series ending to the Sopranos. Miss Dior: "We're finally acting like soon-to-be parents!" Director: And fade to black. (If you're not a fan of the Sopranos the analogy probably doesn't make much sense, but I'm o.k. with that.)

These past couple weeks have been lived in the land of dejavu. We've been filling out mad stacks of paperwork and getting fingerprinted again. I tell you what. If you've never been fingerprinted you're missing the distinct pleasure of having perma-dirt ground into your cuticles and having your hands smell like fresh vomit. Picard thinks the smell of their hand wash is a punishment courtesy of the bureaucratic workers who act as though you are putting a crink in their day by actually needing their services.

We're doing all of this because although our home study will roll over, we have to renew all of our background checks, cat vaccines, health records and financial records. We would have to be doing this if we had stuck with China too. The paperwork is only good for one year.

I share this mini-glimpse into the (hardships) life of Picard and Dior only to set the stage for what will be an amazing week. We have mulled. We have pondered. We have planned. We have filled out paperwork. We are ready to live this life we've been working so diligently towards. The time has come. We have our parenting training class on Friday and will know then when our application will "go live." Once it's out there we can be matched at any time. Could be one day. Could be six months.

There is a part of me that is very excited about these new unknowns. (Despite my control freak tendencies.) I know I will wake up every day and think, is today the day? Is today the day we meet our birth mom? Is today the day we meet our child? And I find myself thinking a lot of who this wee one will be. Are you a girl? A boy? What is your personality like?

And I want to say.....to our future wee one.....I couldn't be more eager to meet you. I want to know who you are and what makes you smile. I want to snuggle you and smother you with kisses. I want to see you melt Picard's guarded heart. I want to raise you. And love you forever in ways I can only dream possible. And this week, I will do everything in my power to make sure I am ready for you the moment you are ready to arrive.