At Least It Wasn’t Me

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He broke down and called DHS. Our caseworker to be specific. We finished our adoption class a couple weeks ago and hadn’t heard anything after that so Husbando picked up the phone with his impatient little fingers to ‘make sure she got our fingerprints’. Yeah right. He was just anxious. Just like me only I’ve been too busy lately to think about why or why not she hasn’t called with an update. Or instructions. Or heavy breathing. I can only imagine they’re just as busy there as we are with our lives.

So she tells him that they are waiting on our fingerprint checks to come back and once they are back the contracted home study company will be contacting us, hopefully this week. Well its a holiday in there so unlikely. Anyway,  that person will set up a time to come look at the house and have a more in-depth conversation with us about our plan. Think why do you want to be an adoptive parent, what are your intentions, how is your marriage, what blood type is your cousin’s hairdresser kind of stuff. That is when we go over the Will You Take A Special Needs Child questionnaire and actually have to answer aloud. Ugh. Still dreading that. Guilt gut will be making an appearance that day, no doubt. But we have a plan and are going to stick with it. We will discuss ages, genders, races, everything.

Besides the house needing a good dusting, we’re ready when they call. From what I understand this will be a multiple-visit thing where they will probably come at least two times, if not more. If we had kids already they would probably come more, interviewing them as well. But we don’t so no worries about kids saying the darnedest things.

Thats where we are. (Im)Patiently waiting. Feels a little more real every time we talk about the next step but a little less real every time they give us another road block. I was hoping for 9 months so the whole paper pregnant thing would be ironically funny but we may be pushing it if this particular step takes more than a few weeks. Is it too much to ask for them by Halloween because I want to be the cast of Grease? Guess I should start talking to some understudies in the event that I need some friends to fill their spaces. Any applicants?

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2 responses »

  1. Oh, and here I was going to order baseball jerseys for y’all… Okay, maybe basketball jerseys. 7 kids might be pushing it.

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